Oct/Nov; Around the French Quarter; Melinda Gordon; PG

...of her dark brown curls. "This is the one. When can we start negotiating with the seller on a final price?" ** One Month Later ** Standing outside of the shop Melinda stood, hands on hips, surveying the sign that had been installed that morning. Her smile was one of satisfaction. For the past weeks she'd buried herself in the tasks of getting her business up and running, working all hours of ...

Worthy

... just so striking to me, like a spotlight is eternally trained on you, in my perspective. You smile at me, pulling me slightly closer. Raising your hand, you place the cap over my head and stand back, surveying my overall appearance. Satisfied, you nod at me and give me a thumbs-up, to which I respond with a confused look. "All the caps seem to suit you so well; I had a difficult time choosing ...

This weekend I take Jack to the glamourous seaside resort of Bournemouth where he will be surveying the facilities of the university and its associated attractions. I shall be doing my best to avoid being'embarassing dad', a feat which I think I just about avoided on our last trip by taking the piss out of all the other parents with their 'Hey look at me, I'm trendy in my Fat Face clobber'. One ...

.... Five hours of sleep and two business meetings later, Bruce returned to the cave - dressing into the suit before he descended in the lift, steeling his jaw as he prepared to deal with the Joker. He had a bag of fast food in one hand that he tossed through the metal bars of the cage unceremoniously, continuing to pace to a network of computers that he turned on to begin surveying the city.

Second Best -- Chapter 7

... before returning his focus to his friend. “So… I would have thought your boyfriend would have wanted to celebrate your success with you tonight,” he observed, carefully not watching Adam, surveying the room idly as he spoke. “He did,” Adam confessed softly, his smile slipping a little. Brad ventured a glance in his direction, persisting cautiously. “Then… what ...

Second Best -- Chapter 7

... before returning his focus to his friend. “So… I would have thought your boyfriend would have wanted to celebrate your success with you tonight,” he observed, carefully not watching Adam, surveying the room idly as he spoke. “He did,” Adam confessed softly, his smile slipping a little. Brad ventured a glance in his direction, persisting cautiously. “Then… what ...

She's baaaaack.

.... At least on the surface. All poise and possession and, of course, beauty, her dress rich red sweeping along behind her as she moves further into the room. She looks around like an empress surveying her domain and finding it wanting, waiting for something to entertain her. Of course, the slightest sign of a redhead, an elf, or anything furry will have her bolting for the hills in a moment....

[Fic] All Right at the End

... is quicker. Possibly. “I said, I’m not wearing knickers today .” Or not. “Oh,” Alfred says. “That’s, uh. That’s cool, I guess.” Arthur makes a little humming sound and keeps on surveying the track, too, and the more Alfred thinks about it –about pops done up like some angry Londonite brat, and knickers-free to boot (at the Longchamps, no less)— the more surreal it gets by the moment. So ...

Taylor, Chapter 27A

... tell us anything.”   Billy huffed a laugh as he looked around. “Nope.”   Suddenly, unexpectedly, Justin calls, “Brian, come here. I think I found something.”   While I had been surveying the neighborhood, Justin had been pawing through the grass, looking for clues. Justin smiles brightly as he hands me a blackened metal box. Hubie and Billy follow. We are all standing around it ...

[Open to the brave/foolish]

...Hibari hi_blog Where a tea room When: post-theatre event Rating: PG-13 for violence and language Summary: Gokudera has it coming. And Hibari has found him. the Story: Hibari stalks the halls, surveying the floors of the mansion. It will be good to know where everything is. How many tea rooms does one building need, though? As he walks into yet another one he almost turns...