she raised her trembling hands pointing the gun's muzzle toward the approaching alien before firing.
My reminder put them on guard. For a while, I wondered why can't I be frank when it comes to Shirou Shocho. Guess owing your life do affect your judgement.
Hearing the warning in Damon's voice, Tom hurriedly went to his car and within a minute he was speeding towards the location of the meeting.
*bam* he collapsed.
After dinner, Lana was cutting some fruits in the kitchen when Zhen Xiaoling come in. "What is your purpose of doing this?" Zhen Xiaoling strike. Fang Lana look up to her, "What do you mean?". Zhen Xiaoling rolled her eyes. "Stop pretending in front of me. I know who you are. You cannot escape from my intel."
Lana, who just woke up, started screaming and yelling at everything she sees. The large, white and gold door was locked. The windows were invincible! The room had a blank wall, a seat where she sat earlier, and a full-body length mirror.
"You're worse than a fish wife, you know?"
It wasn't a long bus ride, but even so, Aaden had already gotten hooked up on one of the books and started reading it. Even while walking, he didn't put the book down. He didn't need to look to know when he reached Stella's house since Rere never failed to greet him.
"N" twiddles his hands over his head in the pantomime of dance. (Don't ask me how I know this.) The music is slow and threatening. N responds with the mime of evil; he holds his arm up and stretches his back, then curves his fingers mimicking a bird. He dips, lowering his wings, back steps and flaps again, standing upright. He walks halfway around the room this way. As the music slows, N's legs drift apart, and he falls face first to the floor. A lighter melody intercedes; N starts to rise back to his feet, slow and delicate, reaching out like a flower looking for sunlight.
"Beautiful. The memory storages are behind those reflective walls." Leora pointed at the reflective wall. A 'piece' of the wall was pulled open. The opening was so smooth that even Leora couldn't find a single mistake.
"What about?" Mia signed.
Orion scratched his arm nervously.