Migratory Birds- Chapter 11- Café
"you're going to sleep in my appartement!" dealine stated with a serious tone which allowed no objection. "i don't wanna bother you," jiddy replied nevertheless. "you don't bother me, jiddy.
Python(s)
"and then i find that our appartement looks like some kind of hollowed-out tree, and i look like some kind of long snake-man hybrid abomination! i spent about fifteen minutes just trying to figure out how to move in this body, you know!
Que faire maintenant ?
Il va se rincer le visage à la salle de bain pour éviter de salir tout l'appartement. il se passe un peu d'eau là où il a été griffé, fait partir le sang avec de l'eau et se regarde dans le miroir. la blessure est très superficielle.
Dogs of War - Chapter 4 - Faceless
Without warning the bars of the cave wrenched themselves appart with a screeching of tortured metal, creating a circular opening in it's place.
New Jobs and New Lives
* * * darkside came up to a very fine looking appartment building entitled "a paw on life appts." he walked through the front doors and up to the registration counter, where a very skinny canine sat, reading the news.
Se cacher et attendre
_ se rendant compte de ce qu'il vient de dire, il corrige aussitôt : _- enfin je veux dire, à mon appartement._
#4 A new friend (Discontinued in favor of rewrite)
I reply, finally breaking appart into giggling "what is it, roland? oh- her? she won't bite you or anything. will you, lilithandra?" i turn to ask her. she cocks her head at me in confusion _\*why would i bite him?
Dogs of War - Chapter 2 - A Dance of Time and Shadow
Looser, more open, the left arm playing a role only in balance, feet wider appart, the right arm having absolute freedom of movement. this was a stance meant for dueling, not the closed-ranks formation fighting of the empire.
Dogs of War - Chapter 13 - Things Left Unsaid
It was like watching someone do that trick with a length of twine, a "cat's cradle" they called it; one second there was just an unrecogniable tangle of knotted string and the next they would pull their hands appart and ... a perfect, geometric, shape materialised
Storys of Gabrial
"i could rip you appart with my bare hands. then i'd fling your guts all around this bar for everyone to see." he smiled as big as gabrial, trying quite hard to intimidate the smaller canine. "would you like that you mangy, flea bit bitch?"
Biker Mice: Killing Time
. \*\*\* when he got out to his bike outside the singer's appartment, the com-radio was indicating an ongoing call. he shut it off.
Contact
"got it, you talk about yen" she was sure he did but that would not even make her able to pay her appartement every month "we are not in japan you know".