January 10, 2020
She sent it over to lauren, and the skink had a more or less clear path to make a layup into the net. the skink let herself take a quick look to the scoreboard.
Special Guest
The skink had heard it enough times now that she could probably recite every word off by heart.
The fang Ch 1
Startled and only half-alert, the skink stumbled to her feet lurched towards the door.
After The Draft
The skink appreciated the space. lauren took her time grabbing her food.
Follow-Up Interview
When the skink didn't pull away, she slipped her arm around lauren's, the wool of her sweater sliding over the smooth polished leather of the skink's jacket. "so?"
Courtside Interviews
She watched until the skink's eyes flicked over to her. lauren stiffened visibly from across the court, and the two stared at each other as the fans' applause continued. rebekah gave the skink a grin and a wink.
Flattery and Faltering
The skink asked, wriggling in the predator's coils. -- wh... what ?! this is not a hug ! i'm j--i'm just-- darcy stopped.
Crossing Lines
The bulldog let her gaze shift from lauren's hand on her desk, up to the skink's face. lauren was glaring, and her breath was coming heavy.
Depths
The skink runs ahead of her but she easily follows the reptile, leaving a trail of prints that slowly fill back in. the moving corridors shift again, passages close as others open.
Mech Stories - Lauren
The skink was able to fire three times before the fighting stopped.
An Oil Painting
The skink grew limp and moaned softly, first in confused pleasure then in shuddering, heart faltering terror before falling silent.
Backlash
That was a small mercy, and the skink was thankful for it.