<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6443793878251621999</id><updated>2011-11-27T15:42:55.265-08:00</updated><category term='plant'/><category term='piercing'/><category term='attack'/><category term='corridor'/><category term='conversing'/><category term='leave'/><category term='Dust shower'/><category term='Gwen'/><category term='getting cleaned up'/><category term='earlobe'/><category term='hallway'/><category term='transformation'/><category term='change'/><category term='werewolf'/><category term='wall of mirrors'/><category term='blood'/><category term='fight food'/><category term='Table cloths'/><category term='fight'/><category term='washer'/><category term='form'/><category term='nanos'/><title type='text'>Infinity Break</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://infinitybreak.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6443793878251621999/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://infinitybreak.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Amanda</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>8</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6443793878251621999.post-6139335496888830009</id><published>2009-07-05T18:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-05T19:00:07.811-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.tomekeeper.com/ib/"&gt;Infinity Break&lt;/a&gt; Just moved to this web-site.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6443793878251621999-6139335496888830009?l=infinitybreak.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://infinitybreak.blogspot.com/feeds/6139335496888830009/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://infinitybreak.blogspot.com/2009/07/infinity-break-just-moved-to-this-web.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6443793878251621999/posts/default/6139335496888830009'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6443793878251621999/posts/default/6139335496888830009'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://infinitybreak.blogspot.com/2009/07/infinity-break-just-moved-to-this-web.html' title=''/><author><name>Amanda</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6443793878251621999.post-11608171400488218</id><published>2009-07-03T06:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-03T06:40:26.197-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='piercing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='washer'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='earlobe'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fight food'/><title type='text'>Gwen's Brother</title><content type='html'>&lt;!--StartFragment--&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height:200%"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:&amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;The green eyes stared into Gwen’s, “How?&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Why? Mom was so worried!”&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;She flung her arms around her brother.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;“We thought you were dead.”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height:200%"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:&amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-tab-count:1"&gt;     &lt;/span&gt;He returned her embrace then stepped back giving her a huge smile.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;“Nope, I am very much alive.”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height:200%"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:&amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-tab-count:1"&gt;     &lt;/span&gt;“I can see that?&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;How?”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height:200%"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:&amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-tab-count:1"&gt;     &lt;/span&gt;He turned his head looking out at the dining people, the fight that began quickly ended. Gwen noticed with his movement, that he had an enlarged earlobe with a metal washer moved, Gwen stared at it, “You have become a clan leader?”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height:200%"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:&amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-tab-count:1"&gt;     &lt;/span&gt;“The story of my capture, and how I became the clan leader, of our people here, is a long story.” &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height:200%"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:&amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-tab-count:1"&gt;     &lt;/span&gt;A rumbled sounded, “Galtor, I’m hungry.”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height:200%"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:&amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-tab-count:1"&gt;     &lt;/span&gt;He smiled again turning his attention back to his sister, “Then come eat, you must tell me how you got on this rotten planet.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height:200%"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:&amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;"&gt; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;!--EndFragment--&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6443793878251621999-11608171400488218?l=infinitybreak.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://infinitybreak.blogspot.com/feeds/11608171400488218/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://infinitybreak.blogspot.com/2009/07/gwens-brother.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6443793878251621999/posts/default/11608171400488218'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6443793878251621999/posts/default/11608171400488218'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://infinitybreak.blogspot.com/2009/07/gwens-brother.html' title='Gwen&apos;s Brother'/><author><name>Amanda</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6443793878251621999.post-7708515594004888827</id><published>2009-07-02T07:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-02T07:24:38.821-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nanos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Table cloths'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fight'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='conversing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='change'/><title type='text'>Seeing the Dining room</title><content type='html'>&lt;!--StartFragment--&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent:.5in;line-height:200%"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-indent: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:&amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;"&gt;They walked back to the foyer, and walked into another hall directly across from the one they were in, they walked only a few more feet before entering a great room.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;There were tables along the wall these were covered in a deep blue tablecloths.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Sitting behing these tables were others, men and women enjoying a meal.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height:200%"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:&amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-tab-count:1"&gt;     &lt;/span&gt;Gwen seeing this salivated.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;She was hunger.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height:200%"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:&amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-tab-count:1"&gt;     &lt;/span&gt;From the back of the room Gwen saw two males starting to fight, both at the same time touched their arms, and grew into their animal forms.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height:200%"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:&amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-tab-count:1"&gt;     &lt;/span&gt;This was what she did not like to see, her own people fighting.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;The males pawed each other with their razor sharp claws. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height:200%"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:&amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-tab-count:1"&gt;     &lt;/span&gt;Someone came behind Gwen, taking her attention away from the fight.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height:200%"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:&amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-tab-count:1"&gt;     &lt;/span&gt;“Sorry about that, here on the Prison Planet we all promise to be civil.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Those two are from warring tribes.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I have tried to keep them separated but alas…” The male’s voice drifted off. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height:200%"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:&amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-tab-count:1"&gt;     &lt;/span&gt;Gwen responded, “I wish our people fought less, like before the Nanos were implanted.” &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height:200%"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:&amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-tab-count:1"&gt;     &lt;/span&gt;“Yes, we only fought during the full moon then, now we fight all the time.” The male said. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height:200%"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:&amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-tab-count:1"&gt;     &lt;/span&gt;Gwen turned to look at the male conversing with her, to her surprise she knew him.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;!--EndFragment--&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6443793878251621999-7708515594004888827?l=infinitybreak.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://infinitybreak.blogspot.com/feeds/7708515594004888827/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://infinitybreak.blogspot.com/2009/07/seeing-dining-room.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6443793878251621999/posts/default/7708515594004888827'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6443793878251621999/posts/default/7708515594004888827'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://infinitybreak.blogspot.com/2009/07/seeing-dining-room.html' title='Seeing the Dining room'/><author><name>Amanda</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6443793878251621999.post-3088024569763439500</id><published>2009-07-01T04:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-01T04:30:03.176-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blood'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='getting cleaned up'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dust shower'/><title type='text'>Cleaning up</title><content type='html'>&lt;!--StartFragment--&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height:200%"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:&amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-tab-count:1"&gt;     &lt;/span&gt;Off the main foyer was a hallway; they followed it for a few feet. Turning into a room, the person indicated, “This is the wash chamber.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Clean up.”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height:200%"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:&amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-tab-count:1"&gt;     &lt;/span&gt;The cold attitude of the person was biting.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Gwen ignored it.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Looking around she saw red curtained cubicles.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;She assumed she had to pick one, so she picked the furthest from the main door.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Ducking under the curtain, she noticed a bench in front of a showerhead.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt; She turned the faucet she saw water stream out. '&lt;/span&gt;Primitive, no dust showers?' Gwen thought.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height:200%"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:&amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-tab-count:1"&gt;     &lt;/span&gt;She undressed, washed the blood from her person, and then redressed.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Feeling better, the rest of the blood from her earlier kill on her clothing did not matter.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;‘Whatever I’m about to face,’Gwen thought, ‘At least I am clean.”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height:200%"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:&amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;"&gt; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height:200%"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:&amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-tab-count:1"&gt;     &lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;!--EndFragment--&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6443793878251621999-3088024569763439500?l=infinitybreak.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://infinitybreak.blogspot.com/feeds/3088024569763439500/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://infinitybreak.blogspot.com/2009/07/cleaning-up.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6443793878251621999/posts/default/3088024569763439500'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6443793878251621999/posts/default/3088024569763439500'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://infinitybreak.blogspot.com/2009/07/cleaning-up.html' title='Cleaning up'/><author><name>Amanda</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6443793878251621999.post-1450426956502640583</id><published>2009-06-30T18:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-30T18:52:15.117-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wall of mirrors'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='getting cleaned up'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='transformation'/><title type='text'>Transformation</title><content type='html'>&lt;!--StartFragment--&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height:200%"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:&amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Looking at a wall of mirrors toward the back of the room, Gwen saw herself.&lt;span style="mso-tab-count:1"&gt;    &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height:200%"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:&amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;She was still in her eleven feet tall animal self.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;She stood upright because the door and the entryway hall had been tall enough for her to do so. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height:200%"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:&amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-tab-count:1"&gt;     &lt;/span&gt;Her pale green eyes and blonde fur were covered in men's blood. She needed to bathe.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Taking her left clawed hand, she touched her right forearm, and watched herself turn human once again.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;The angled features of the wolf softened into a rounded pretty female face, her shoulders shrank, her breast folded out of her muscles.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Her legs shrank, as did her feet.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height:200%"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:&amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-tab-count:1"&gt;     &lt;/span&gt;Becoming herself, she turned to the person who came up to her as she entered the area.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;“I am taking you to get cleaned up.”&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;The person explained, so Gwen followed.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height:200%"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:&amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-tab-count:1"&gt;     &lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;!--EndFragment--&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6443793878251621999-1450426956502640583?l=infinitybreak.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://infinitybreak.blogspot.com/feeds/1450426956502640583/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://infinitybreak.blogspot.com/2009/06/transformation.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6443793878251621999/posts/default/1450426956502640583'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6443793878251621999/posts/default/1450426956502640583'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://infinitybreak.blogspot.com/2009/06/transformation.html' title='Transformation'/><author><name>Amanda</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6443793878251621999.post-4232323047098479531</id><published>2009-06-29T03:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-29T03:35:18.143-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='corridor'/><title type='text'>Finding her people</title><content type='html'>&lt;!--StartFragment--&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height:200%"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:&amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-tab-count:1"&gt;    &lt;span style="mso-tab-count:1"&gt;     &lt;/span&gt;The corridor turned and Gwen tromped down a narrow stairway.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;The great room she entered had a bar off to one side.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;On the opposite side was a desk.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;She by passed both to walk straight to the door that went outside.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;!--StartFragment--&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height:200%"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:&amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-tab-count:1"&gt;     &lt;/span&gt;Memory flooded her mind when she stepped outside.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt; Gwen was from the planet Remis, or that was what other’s called her world.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;She was Cremin, a people who turned into wolfish beasts by the full moon of Remis.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun:yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;This was the way of things until an out-world came with the nano technology.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Then her people the Cremin could take their left palm and just touch the right forearm to induce the change.  &lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;That didn't matter she needed to find her people.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height:200%"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:&amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-tab-count:1"&gt;     &lt;/span&gt;Looking from her left to her right, she looked for a rough stone building, which was where she needed to be.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  She saw it to her left, she turned from the doorway starting toward the building. When she got there, she&lt;/span&gt; would, with others, try to get off the prison planet.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height:200%"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:&amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-tab-count:1"&gt;     &lt;/span&gt;A few buildings in front of her, she spied the stone building, in front stood a man.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;‘He must be standing guard.’ she thought. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height:200%"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:&amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-tab-count:1"&gt;     &lt;/span&gt;Approaching him, she readied her left hand; nothing was going to take her off guard this time.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height:200%"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:&amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-tab-count:1"&gt;     &lt;/span&gt;“May I enter?”&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;She asked.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height:200%"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:&amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-tab-count:1"&gt;     &lt;/span&gt;He lifted his left arm moving his right into position.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;“You may enter if you prove you are Cremin.”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height:200%"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:&amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-tab-count:1"&gt;     &lt;/span&gt;She did, morphing into her animal self, and then he let her pass.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;!--EndFragment--&gt;     &lt;!--EndFragment--&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6443793878251621999-4232323047098479531?l=infinitybreak.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://infinitybreak.blogspot.com/feeds/4232323047098479531/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://infinitybreak.blogspot.com/2009/06/finding-her-people.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6443793878251621999/posts/default/4232323047098479531'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6443793878251621999/posts/default/4232323047098479531'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://infinitybreak.blogspot.com/2009/06/finding-her-people.html' title='Finding her people'/><author><name>Amanda</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6443793878251621999.post-8449595552897071574</id><published>2009-06-28T03:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-28T03:44:25.694-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hallway'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Gwen'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='form'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='leave'/><title type='text'>Damage Done</title><content type='html'>Gwen looked around the room.  She had come back from her form, to a mess.  Knowing that she had to defend herself did not resolve her guilt.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;She did not feel good.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Leaving the room, she walked down a long hallway.  Her need to leave overwhelmed her.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But where would she go?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6443793878251621999-8449595552897071574?l=infinitybreak.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://infinitybreak.blogspot.com/feeds/8449595552897071574/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://infinitybreak.blogspot.com/2009/06/damage-done.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6443793878251621999/posts/default/8449595552897071574'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6443793878251621999/posts/default/8449595552897071574'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://infinitybreak.blogspot.com/2009/06/damage-done.html' title='Damage Done'/><author><name>Amanda</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6443793878251621999.post-4182136748187261695</id><published>2009-06-27T18:21:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-27T18:35:36.931-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nanos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='werewolf'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='attack'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Gwen'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='change'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='plant'/><title type='text'>Don't corner a beast</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;Backing into a corner, Gwen waited for the right moment.  She was exhilarated, she knew the three men before her thought she was helpless.  So much for what they knew.  All she had to do was touch her arm and the nanos would commence the change.  All Gwen did was wait.&lt;/br&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;One man, a burly rough fellow, stepped forward.  "I'm glad we took this little lady." &lt;/br&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;The one in the middle shook his head in agreement.  "We sure did, sneaking up on her while she was sleeping."&lt;/br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;The last one leaned against the far wall watching.  "Well, you guys waited for her to wake, now get on with business, so we can scoot.&lt;/br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;The burly fellow stepped forward.  Gwen swiftly touched her palm to her fore arm.  &lt;/br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;The change was nearly instantaneous.  She went from a tiny beautiful five feet five inch woman, to a creature that had to slump, because the ceiling was too low.  Her fangs bared.  She opened her huge clawed hands and began her attack.&lt;/br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;The man against the wall screamed, "I didn't think they brought those to the prison planet."  It was the last words he uttered. She took off his head as rapidly as she did the others.&lt;/br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6443793878251621999-4182136748187261695?l=infinitybreak.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://infinitybreak.blogspot.com/feeds/4182136748187261695/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://infinitybreak.blogspot.com/2009/06/backing-into-corner-gwen-waited-for.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6443793878251621999/posts/default/4182136748187261695'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6443793878251621999/posts/default/4182136748187261695'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://infinitybreak.blogspot.com/2009/06/backing-into-corner-gwen-waited-for.html' title='Don&apos;t corner a beast'/><author><name>Amanda</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
