Don't Fear the Reaper: Chapter 1
Along with hundreds of pockets and sheathes. his long black jacket trailed around his boots, also covered in stitches, but no pockets for weapons...at least on the outside. he wore a pair of gloves with large metal studs on the knuckles.
Identity: Chapter Three
Sure enough, the coyote pulled an iphone from his pocket. "here, see the dates?" he handed the phone across the table.
Realms of Valeron - Chapter 14
Trying to shake his mind, he tugged his phone from his pocket and thumbed through facebook for a while. across the world, people he barely knew seemed to be living a life far more varied and infinitely less grey than his own.
Skrunkles
Not to mention… the moment they left the stripped bolt, every denizen of koorka station ensured their pockets were well protected whenever they passed the grimy little alien.
Rondo Of Sin
Rukan hit the hang up button and stuffed the phone back into his pocket with another sigh. he finally reached into his pocket and pulled free another cig but it was soaked.
Ferret's Five - Rounding up the Group
Serathin pulled a device out of his pocket and pressed the button on it, activating the door mechanism for it to close automatically.
Roommates - "These Are My Reflections" Chapter 1
Wendy's face just went dead pan, as she reached calmly into a pocket on her robe.
Ghostbin
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Dragon In The Comic Book Shop.
I watched, hands back in my pocket. they seemed… close. i wondered if the older guy had been onto something. alys hung half a step behind her brother. payment went through without incident. no commentary.
The Lizard Chronicles
I turn my attention back towards the trees, no black hooded person there; i narrow my eyes as i reach into my pocket and fished out my car keys.
Pedigree - Ch4.
In my trouser pocket, i still had jack’s card. more money than i could spend in a year, and all i wanted was something. i didn’t know what. i just wanted something.
Strolling
With a warm smile on his face, the short wolf stuffed his paws deep into his pockets once again and turned to leave. the smile never left his face as he walked away from the bookstore.