Wild Ride
The reflection in my mirror had become little more than a silhouette in the looming twilight, but from what i could see, he had changed as much as he possibly could without totally letting go of his humanity – and judging by the strain of his growing body
The Breaking Point: Chapter 7
I checked my mirror. the room was clear. i signaled the others, and they moved up. this was the last room on the right. it was clear. now, the only room that was left was the one at the very end of the hall. it was the mayor's office.
Headstorm
Coming through turn 2, i gassed it early and stared at my mirrors. rhys must've been seething, and this battle was beginning to leave a bad feeling in the pit of my stomach and a bad taste in my mouth.
I'm In Your Hometown
I checked my mirrors and hit the road. "an anthropology project," she clarified. "oh. like, digging up bones?" she chuckled. "i'm not an archaeologist." i snorted. "hell if i know; i never went to college.
Alcatraz Ch. VI ~ Phantoms
I could just see the edge of the window at the angle my mirror was to me. i waited. the window didn't look open but with glass, you couldn't tell, could you? a draft. it was open, or at the least, cracked.
Dogman Chapter 6
I look back into my mirror "it's a vauxhall vxr8, that's a fast car and not to be underestimated, but the cadillac cts is faster by about 20 mph."
Kevin Harper's Space Adventure: Part 1
I found my mirror in my back pocket of my jeans, raising it towards the bars. again the voice warned me, but i waved him off as my pocket mirror touched once of the bars. instead of the mirror deflecting the light, it caused an upsurge of energy.
Family Dinners
I finished doing up my belt, and then stepped over in front of my mirror to do my bowtie. the knot was practiced and simple, and i took a moment to just look at myself in the mirror and straighten my clothes.
Celebration [2 Year Anniversary Story]
I looked over to my mirror, conveniently still on the floor as i'd been too lazy to hang it up. my furry body was covered in black and red jester attire, two red slash lines painted over my eyes, signature makeup of a moogle juggler.
Is Love Real? -Chapter 2
I went to my mirror that was next to my bed and looked at myself. a big bruise was already forming on my right cheek. "great," i muttered to myself, "it's going to be hard to cover that up." i don't have any makeup to cover it with.
A Life In College, Graduation Day
But graduation came around, and as i stood at my mirror pulling my collar straight, a knock rapped its way onto my door. i scowled at my un-straigthened tie for a second before i left the mirror and pulled open the door to fine rel.
Love Lost, Chapter 12b: Communiques, concluded.
"i guess you can't exist outside of my mirror. you have my sympathy so don't hate me for this, but i've got to go now." grace's body was already moving itself to match her reflection's pose when it turned and walked away.