Ch6 Andante
The guitar slipped into the case, then into the cloth case that dal had hefted from the antique hard shell case. rick sighed. as good as the hard case was, it was ancient. he'd need a custom hard shell case for the beauty that laid within. _beauty.
To Be Lost Again
They both look aged, antique and rickety. the chair is in one corner and table stands proudly in the center of the single room. a lonely glass lays tipped on its side, imaginary contents pouring from its lips.
Mean You No Harm
The jackal was kept in the room next to her while they figured out what to do with her, where the duck kept a weapon trained on her that could only be described as an antique blunderbuss. the hangar door was open between them.
To Know When to Fold 'em
Eventually he picks out what he was looking for and places a heavy book atop an antique writing table, shoving the random books that covered it onto the floor to make some room and pulled some wooden chairs, also relieving them of their books and invites flick
To Know When to Fold ‘em
Eventually he picks out what he was looking for and places a heavy book atop an antique writing table, shoving the random books that covered it onto the floor to make some room and pulled some wooden chairs, also relieving them of their books and invites flick
A Blessing, or a Curse?
The bedroom was on the second floor with a large window looking out over his property, the room was filled with antiques and maps and priceless paintings.
Getting Better
Umbrella in one hand, bag in the other he walks on, head up, back straight looking distinguished and sophisticated under the embroidered robes he wears, the chain of some antique timepiece hanging out of his front pocket, merely for show of course.
Rengoku
Erik asked with a quizzical 'what the fuck' face, "well, its an antique, i'm guessing its around 200 years old....so yeah, it's my present." toshio collected edo period artifacts, his grandfather found this one in a flee market located in okinawa.
The Bloodless Soldier
The deadly rain of high explosive fragmentation rounds had stopped, but the guns from our trucks and apcs were now brought to bear, slicing through the antiquated infantry armour like a knife through butter.
Flames: Chapter 10
It looked a bit old, but it looked like the house was in good hands, as it had an antique look to it. 'wow. your house looks beautiful...' rhy said unconsciously. 'it looks old, doesn't it?' joeri said, enthusiastically. 'just wait here.
Acadia's Curse: Chapter 3
Huehuehue chapter 3: friends and foes i pushed the antique door open, and a little bell jingled signifying my arrival.
Pin and Paper Ep.1 ch.1
He bought me this old antique pin. it was wooden with a gold tip and an engraving that said "truest art". in the box it came in there was a letter.