Radius setting

Usage examples of forearm.

Grandmother Adelia reclines on a chaise, a heavy-lidded, handsome woman, in many draperies and a long double string of pearls and a plunging, lace-bordered neckline, her white forearms boneless as rolled chicken.

Like a drug user who loses veins after repeated needle sticks, Lia eventually lost the antecubital veins in both forearms and the saphenous vein above her left ankle after doctors frantically searching for needle placement cut them open and tied them off.

Had he not himself battled for the grisly forearm of a great ape at that long-gone Dum-Dum, when he had slain the fierce Tublat and won his niche in the respect of the Apes of Kerchak?

One foot resting on the wrought-iron bench, forearm propped on his thigh, Harry watched Arcadia through the shop window while he finished the conversation with his old associate in LA.

Havel drew his backsword and lifted his shield off the saddlebow, sliding his left forearm into the loops.

Unbelievers, they had foolishly bet Haas five bucks apiece that his wife did not have a tattoo on her forearm.

The Capuan rolled, jumped to his feet, and slashed his attacker across the right forearm.

He pushed its sleeves toward his elbows, and the corded muscles of his tanned forearms bulged as his long fingers coaxed the cork from a bottle of Chianti classico.

Stern focused on the crossarm high above his head and redoubled his efforts, scraping both cheeks and inner forearms as he struggled upward.

He delt with the forearm first, wrapping a bandage from his THE CUBE combat vest over the sliced skin and stopping the bleeding.

A tail bigger around than her forearm reared up, amber-colored rattles shaking, as the mutie diamondback prepared to strike.

She kept the young man lapping sparkling tonic water out of a bowl at her foot like a pet dog while she talked to other Doms, occasionally slapping him on the ass with a sharp quirt she carried, tucked into a metal band on her forearm.

Ullmer glanced through the tangle of curly hair on his forearm at his old windup Breitling, the only kind of decoration he would allow his people in the secluded hangars and workshops near Elmira, New York, which NSA people called the Snake Pit.

They wore a bewildering variety of strange clothing: shifts stamped with colored patterns, feathers adorning their hair, sheaths studded with beads and colored stones bound around forearms and calves.

His hands are too widespread to extract him by means of the portable gates -- that is, unless we are willing to sacrifice his forearms, a decision I am not ready to make.