Sokka held his club high, trying to seem as dangerous as possible to the girl in front of him. Ty Lee, for her part, didn’t seem remotely threatened, nor did she seem as though she was trying to appear threatening herself. She wore her typical expression; a pleasant smile with wide eyes. Paired with her airheaded and peppy attitude, she was rather hard to take seriously on her first encounter. After all, how could such a seemingly sweet girl be a danger to anyone?

 A man stood out in the fog in, on his head a brimmed hat and in his hand a bag. He was visible only by the light of a street lamp and the windows of the house he was at the door of. If there was intense piano music in the background, this sight would’ve likely made many people nostalgic of a certain horror movie.
 “Stop that. You don’t even like to wear hats,” a woman in a hooded robe said, snatching the hat off of the man’s head.
 The now-hatless man looked at the shro

 The small, alien creatures wriggled to Samus’s room. Inside, Samus was laying down on her back, still dressed in the same orange attire as before. Her hands were on her stomach, which shook and moved with its contents. Samus’s blonde hair was out of its usual pony-tail and spread behind her head. She looked unbelievably comfortable; a smile was naturally present on her face as she slept.
 The critters had arrived at Samus Aran’s bed. One of them stuck itself on the side of platf

 An orange ship drifted listlessly though space. It, much like its owner, was set for nowhere in particular, and it showed just as great a rush to get there. Samus Aran wasn’t really sure of what to do at the moment. She didn’t have any highly important jobs at the moment, and she didn’t have the energy to go out and find something to hunt. The bounty hunter was simply lounging around in her orange two-piece outfit that she liked to wear after missions. Her shorts did a great job disp

 Rythandra yawned. She was being to get tired, both physically and mentally. Will, her meal, hadn’t been moving much, and while she was sure he was still alive, she wondered if he was alright. He was so vigorous before, and that was something she made sure of. The reptilian queen had fooled him into thinking she was making advances, then promptly swallowed him whole. She remembered the act fondly.
 To tell the truth, she wasn’t totally against the idea of going through with that ki

 Wrenfield looked up at the ivory blimp holding his ship up from the Earth. It sometimes worried him; to think that the one thing separating him from near-certain death was an old fabric balloon containing gas. The thing was certainly reliable and had never gotten so much as a tear in its surface. Still, though, it was hard not to think about it when he spent so much time in the air.
 The young mechanic was clad in a very functional suit of clothing. He had dusty brown pants on, as wel

  It was a hot summer day, and if there was anywhere to be, it was the beach. The cool waters drew dozens upon dozens of people to the coast. On a day like this, being next to the water was a necessity. Ichoras and Marissa were thinking the same thing. However, thanks to Marissa’s familiarity with the area, she didn’t have to deal with the same clutter that the folks on the main part of the beach had to. While their location was a bit further from hotdog stands and drink huts, the

  *Creak*
  A warm wind blew through the screen door of a wooden house, causing some movement in its old hinges. This hovel sat in the middle of grassy plains, it’s only nearby landmarks being the road it faced and the river that was behind it. The only sounds that could be heard outside were the chirping of cicadas, the rustling of tall grass, and the movement of the water in the river. Inside this small dwelling, however, there was conversation to be heard.
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