Sprout/Drawer/Thread

A red thread of mist seemed to sprout from LMDC's face,and then another and then,yet,another.Soon,it seemed as though a drawer full of threads had surrounded her body;enveloping her in something like a cocoon.And then,'poof ',she vanished.

Middle/Look/Remember

This put the professor in the middle of things,"Look,LMDC,I told him you would not hurt him.Remember that."

Michael,then slammed down a huge red button.He clicked another switch to lock it in place.

Change/Sublime/Princess

Kat saw an immediate change on Andre's face,an almost sublime look,that frightened her.She,with both hands,reached for her hat.She hesitated.If she took it off the princess in the tank could attack her before she could give it to Andre'.

Veins/Grapes/Dance

The professor grabbed Andre' as he was about to topple.Andre's eyes were rolling back,and the veins on his forehead were bulging and purplish (the color of grapes)instead of their usual blue.Michael,in a dance like motion, set Andre' to the ground.

Finite/Now/Favorite

"Your finite mind will not to be able to comprehend all that I have,now,just given you,"she thought to him,"But, know that you have always been a favorite of mine."

Only/Wealth/Carton

He did not smoke,but this feeling felt like that dizziness he felt when he tried inhaling that cigarette of Kat's that one time,only stronger,like he had inhaled a carton,instead.

In reality,LMDC was giving him a wealth of information...perhaps,too much at one time,but she had to be quick .

Loan/Bandage/Meant

Andre' had no idea what she had meant.But somehow,it felt like a bandage being pulled off a long forgotten scab.Or like a long lost bill for a loan that had gone well past due.

After/Gloss/Gravel

It was strange hearing her voice inside his head[ like-a shiny gloss on gravel-was how he thought of it],but after a few seconds,it seemed so natural that he pondered how using vocal cords could have passed for actual communication all this time.

Solstice/Circles/Give

LMDC had huge,turquoise,almond shaped eyes;a small thin nose(almost all nostrils-more dark circles than nose),and long thin lips.Her hair was long straight and blond floating around her as if she were in water.

She,herself,was floating in what looked like a large fish tank made out of giant HD Tv screens.She spoke to Andre',but not with her voice-she would not give him that,but through his mind,"Solstice be praised-the 'two' are together."

Sigh/Toast/Broken

His attention was broken from the size of the place by thousands of brightly lit contraptions...wires,video screens,florescent tubes,sparks flying.A sound like a deep sigh(or a breath from Darth Vader) broke his concentration.He looked in the direction of the noise.

An odor like burnt toast waffled through his nose.That is when he first saw her.

Belong/Dock/Course

What Andre' saw was not exactly what he imaged he would see(if you could imagine what would belong in a mad scientist's lab,of course).The interior looked much larger than he expected from the outside of the building...like some massive loading dock at Wal*Mart,or something.

Wish/Mellow/Sidewalk

He turned to Andre',"And it is my wish that you 'both' remain mellow and try to put up a solid front.I don't want to have to ask either of you to hit the sidewalk,but I will."

With that,Professor Michael Stanley opened the door.At first all Andre' could see was light.

Muse/Want/Gear

The three of them walked from the car to the dimly lit door.The professor unlocked the latch,"I know you could listen to Kat muse poetically all night,Andre",by putting his shoulder into the door,he began to open it,"But I want you to not to be frightened when you see LDMC.The gear and stuff around her have her contained.She is of no danger,and in no danger."

Deny/Aware/Hover

Kat continued as the car pulled into a small parking space within a small parking lot,"Andre',this machine-this creature,totally blew my mind.Her wings were like an angel's,but when she moved them,she no longer appeared to float-I....I mean,she,she appeared to hover just like a hummingbird.I just couldn't deny how minutely aware I was to the fact at how quickly her wings moved.

Convertible/Suspend/Held

I could not believe what I saw....and Andre' you have to trust me...suspend all your doubts...and please,just believe me...Held in what I can only describe as a giant fish tank was this beautiful absolutely gorgeous woman-with-with these small beautiful wings.{Though,inside the tank,she looked all Princess Leia like,you know,all fuzzy and see throughy}."Who-who is she?"I asked.

"Her name is LMDC,"the professor said to me,"An actual angel."

"H-How?"I asked.

"It's called a' Fractal 3-D Time Stream Portal'.But I call it 'The Convertible' .

Gentle/Startled/Cow

Their car was entering onto the campus-heading to where Andre assumed was that obscure parking lot.

Kat continued talking,"The professor unlocked the door and it opened with a gentle nudge.'I don't want you to be startled,o-k,'he said to me,'Everything's safe.Don't have a cow.'Then...I saw what was behind it..."

Crown/Bulb/Path

"Once we got on campus,Michael parked the car in a somewhat obscure and hidden parking lot,and told me to follow him.We followed a path that went up to the crown of a small grassy knoll.There stood an older campus building with a single light bulb illuminating a single door way."

Evidence/Hill/Flight

"By all evidence,he appeared to be quite wacky.But then,not nearly as much I must have had appeared to him,"Kat said smiling.She touched the professor's shoulder,"I decided that flight was the better part of valor and hopped into his car...and up the hill/past the movie theaters we went."

Wildflower//Proud/Feathered

"I ran to the store,and tossed the brick through the picture glass window.'Smash'!I was proud of what I had done.Suddenly,this green Plymouth Intrigue pulled up beside me,'Get in',the professor said,but I hesitated.'Quickly,Wildflower,he ushered,'The police'll have you tarred and feathered if you don't get in,NOW!'."

Delay/Throw/Brick

"My classes suffered,I thought of giving up.I just wanted to go back to'Spinmore' and throw a fuckin' brick through that fuckin' window.Some inner impulse told me I had to.I fuckin' just had to.After awhile I could no longer delay the inevitable.I found a brick and ran to the store."

Hidden/Mantle/Wanting

"After that,I had a general feeling of malaise.I felt lost....like wanting something I could never have.The best way that I can describe how I felt... is that it was like living in an old mansion,and somewhere inside this mansion were hidden passageways filled with secrets behind belief.And all I had to do was pull a secret book offs ome obscure mantle,and everthing would come to light...But I could never find it."

Vintage/Asking/Level

"So,I went to buy back your album.She followed me to the checkout counter.The lady pointed to your album and said,'Vintage Zeppelin,'smiled,handed me my change and walked away.

"Everything felt wrong.

"I guess on some level I already knew that something was amiss...like I knew all of the right answers,but I wasn't asking any of the right questions.Well,maybe it was more like I had the answers,but only to the rhetorical questions,like which came first,the chicken or the egg?They were created together,right?"

Severe/Coal/Village

"A car drove by the window and the vision was gone.It was like I had just smoked a joint.My head felt fuzzy.Somehow,it felt like this had happened somehow before.

"So,when the lady asked me,'May I help you?' I answered ,'No,I'm just looking.'

"But she startle me.I had a severe case of the hebbie jebbies.I couldn't have been more shaken if I was trapped in a isolated coal mining village surrounded by zombie-mutates."

Triangle/Silver/Diamond

"Well...so anyways,I was looking at your album.David must had sold it without telling me.I 'did' give him all of your albums...but...just seeing that he had sold it made me feel so...so conflicted.The only thing I can figure is at that exact moment I must have been an emotional mess...it must have brought some kind of mental clarity.

"Suddenly,this lady comes over-thin,tan,straight colored blond hair.She looks like a runner-sinewy,around 45-46.She puts her arm around my back and asks if she can help me.

"I look at her,and just beyond her,in the reflection of the inside of the storefront window,I see her reflection..and she looks totally different.She has a staff in her hand.On the top of it,there is this sort of silver triangle with like a diamond in the middle of it.And in this reflection it looks like she's skewering me through the torso with it."

Jar/Tea/Craft

She backed away,smiling sheepishly,"I see it didn't take much to jar your memory:-)"

Professor Stanley looked back quickly from his driving,"Look,Kat,you two to chat about the old times over tea later...but----"

"Sorry,Professor.Andre,story telling is your craft,not mine,so you have to believe me about what happened next."

Chorus/Point/Symbol

"I loved that album.We used to make love to that album...do you remember?I know,I know,you do.It was a perfect point in time"Kat started to hug up to Andre.She strolled around his chest with her index finger.She started singing the chorus to the ,'The Rover',"If we could just join hands/If we could just join hands/If we could just join hands/Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah."

"Alright,I remember,"he said.In spite of himself[because of himself],they both could see the symbol of his arousal.Nervously,he pushed her away,"Stop it."

Graffiti/Delicate/Spark

"You had already moved away,and I was living with David.For one reason or another,I was in 'Spin-More Records' and I was flipping through some Led Zeppelin albums when I came across your copy of 'Physical Graffiti'.I knew it was your copy because it had the red magic marker heart on it with our initials under it.This immediately lit a spark of memory of you...a thought so kind and delicate,I ached."

Cut/Drive/Punch

"Hey,why don't you just cut the bullshit,Andre,and show Kat some respect.Don't you realize what she has been going through?"

"Why don't you just shut the fuck up and drive before I punch your lights out!"

"Stop it,you two.Andre,my love," she touched his chest,"Please,let me explain."

Uncle/Want/Stick

In spite of himself,Andre grabbed a piece of pizza and chopped down,"Look,'he said with a mouth full,"I want you to come clean here,Kat.Just stick to the truth.Why are you going all 'Man from U.N.C.L.E. on my ass?"

Villain/Sombre/Scarf

Soon the car was travelling up the interstate towards Akron.The car didn't have a/c.The windows were down.It was loud and hot.

"This is professor Stanley,"said Kat as she pulled out a box of cold pizza from the front seat,and proceeded to scarf down on a piece.

"Here,Andre,have a piece of pizza.It's Guido's.Green olives and onions just like you like."

Andre just sat there in stone cold silence.

Turning his head back,professor Stanley said,"Don't look so sombre,Andre.Kat is not the villain,here.You need to eat."

Carefully/Occasion/Deliberate

Driving the car was a balding,fiftyish looking man wearing glasses and a tie dyed t-shirt.He had a greasy looking pony tail.

"Now,carefully get in the car,dear,"Kat told Andre.

He did.

"You,know,"she said scooting in beside him,"Picking you up on today's date was deliberate.It's a special occasion...the date we first met."

The car sped away.

Chrysalis/Adore/Run

"Sooo,you're just gonna run away?"

"I am already going to be late for work."

"That's what I just adore about you..."Kat began,"Your total lack of faith,"She pulled a gun out of her purse and slyly poked it into Andre's torso.

Just then the car that almost ran them over pulled slowly back into the gas station,"You're coming with me whether you want to or not.Get into the car.Think of it as your chrysalis,you fuckin' little worm."

Hurricane/Frequent/Memory

Andre found that his hands were shaking.Damn,Kat was always like a damn hurricane twirling about.His memory was full of such frequent dramas.The('not')stolen car.The time when the cops came(OK that was just as much his fault as hers).The time they got caught making out in the church.

Now,Ravyn on the other hand....shit!He was going to be late for work,"Kat,I've gotta go."

Forget/Holiday/Treacherous

Andre knew this was treacherous ground he was stepping on.All he could think about was Ravyn.He could just forgive and forget with Kat(This he knew to be true),but his mind could not take this holiday with Ravyn.

What he couldn't figure...was this a good or bad thing?

Stable/Favor/Fog

The car,a 1998 Plymouth Intrigue,zoomed towards them.It's tires left a fog of smoke behind them.Andre pushed Kat towards the gas pumps,and with a screeching of the tires,it bumped the pump's island and quickly left the scene of the crime.

Kat said,"See,I am stable.I am doing 'us' a favor.Please help me."

Trail/Storm/Cupcake

Kat patted Andre's jacket twice,"Look...listen...cupcake..."To Andre she seemed exasperated:at the end of her trail/in the eye of the perfect storm...

..."Honey...I..."

Her sentence was broken up by a car travelling too fast for the gas station's parking area.Blaring down directly at them.

Grace/Pardon/Certainly

"Uumm,"began Andre,"Kat,you certainly are spinning a pretty good yarn,here.But,pardon me if ...if I just don't believe you.You cheated on me with David.Remember?I caught him feeling you up and you french kissing him in his car.Don't spit on me and call it grace.O-K?"

Forever/Maserpiece/Forge

Kat saw his doubt,"Look,"she said,"They made me not love you by injecting me with something.But you can not forever forge a masterpiece.Don't you see?So what if you are not a drug that I am addicted to?I have something far more valuable than that:I force myself to love you every day.I choose to love you."

String/Deep/Flag

Still,he couldn't fight the feeling that he could not just cut the apron string and book on Kat.Something deep inside of him told him to ignore the red flag popping up inside of his head.He had to hear more.

Substance/Daisy/Napkin

Andre,in his heart of hearts,loved Kat more than almost anyone or anything.But she had broken his heart badly..and he was now in love with Ravyn.Also in his heart of hearts,he knew that these wild accusations carried about as much substance as a daisy chain on a wet napkin.

Century/Festival/Radiate

"Oh,Kat,"bemoaned the frustrated Andre,"My poor,poor,Kat"

Suddenly,she became very angry,"Look,you moron,these people..they,they came from another century...somewhere in the future.Somehow they radiate these waves..but they can't get past my hat.

"Look,look,Andre,there's this professor at Kent State,Professor Michael Stanley,he-he told me to bring you with me to the Full Moon Festival there in July...He can explain everything to you...Please,Andre,if I ever meant anything to you...come with me."

Extreme/Guilty/Cowboy

"I know I may seem like I'm some kinda wacko to you,Andre,but please,you have to listen to me.My,my dear,Andre,in extreme circumstances even the most enlightened person may appear guilty of being insane.But you have to cowboy up,man.I not only want us to be lovers,we need to be lovers."

Discipline/Standard/Width

"Oooh,Kat,"Andre sighed,"Why are you dong this?I am just finding happiness,again."

She touched her ski hat,"Most people don't have the discipline to implant a ferroelectric film into their hat,but it just has to be a standard width."Then she leaned close,"Once I did it,the 'influence' stopped immediately."

Plus/Aisle/Few

Kat always looked pretty much the same to Andre-plus or minus a few pounds(which looked nice either way on her).She grabbed him by his jacket,and pulled him into the gum/candy aisle,"The whole world's poisoned,"she half whispering in a semi-panic,"People from the future poisoned me,to stop loving you."

Cycle/Divide/Driven

Driven apart by a cycle of in dependency and fear,both Andre and Kat both regretted the breakup.But both were too stubborn and heartbroken to stop it.They each had crossed a line in the sand that would divide them apart,and tear them asunder.

Entertained/Wade/Fabric

Andre was usually entertained by the wide variety of people that would wade in and out of the 'Speedway'.College kids,yuppies,blue collar,the unemployed.So he was surprised when he literally bumped into someone.

It was Kat!The Kat that he had loved more then anything.The Kat that he hadn't seen in over five years! She was wearing a wool fabric knit-grunge style-ski cap over her straight,curled in at the bottom,black hair.This he saw second.The first thing he saw behind a pair of turquoise framed eyeglasses,were her deep,big,most beautiful on Earth,blue eyes

Sunken/Tale/Certain

Certain that this tale has sunken as low as it can get,we move it along to an hour and a half into the future.Andre is pulling his black GMC pickup into the neighborhood 'Speedway' for his morning cup of coffee...

Left/Microphone/Lemon

Ravyn was into it now,big time.She was gyrating her hips up and down and to the left and right.She was getting very hot and wet.Her hands were caressing his hair,ears and shoulders.She was trying to pull him up,but Andre was having none of that"Come on big boy.I want to squeeze your lemon...mmmm....suck on your microphone..Oooh,yess,the...there,mmmmm."

Cone/Scent/Strand

One whiff of her hot,erotic scent seemed to melt every single strand of his DNA into hers.He kissed her around her fuzz,and then he went on slowly onto her inner thighs,kissing her-peck after peck.Andre flickered his tongue back and forth quickly up the length of her,stopping at her nub.

Andre's mind shook with delight.He had not had this much pleasure licking something since he was an 8 year old licking an ice cream cone.

Glimpse/Dry/Level

He left her breasts and started kissing down her torso-her ribcage,her belly,her hip bones.As he went lower,Andre inhaled her.He felt high-his senses at a heightened level.He felt intoxicated as if she were a fine bottle of a high priced dry Chardonnay...aaahhh,and then he finally got a glimpse of what he had come for:-)

Hidden/Listen/Explore

He was in no hurry to explore her hidden treasure.Andre kissed her and kissed her and kissed her some more-kissing her under and around her boobies.He wrapped his lips around a nipple and sucked.He flicked his tongue vigorously against and around it;then twirled and breathed in-feeling it harden and grow.

It turned him on to listen to her moan.It excited him to pleasure her.

Soothe/Sentence/Union

The sentence,'Go down on me,'was met with a very happy smile by Andre.But in order to form a more perfect union between her lips and his,he decided that he had to soothe the rest of her first.Andre kissed her forehead,rubbed noses,softly,Frenched kissed her,nibbled at the nape of her neck,kissed her shoulder blades,and worked his way between her breasts....all the while stroking inside her fur.

Raw/Event/Complete

"Mmmm,"Ravyn,moaned,"roll over and go back to sleep.I'm tired."

Andre loved the raw emotion emitted by his sleeping beauty.But,still,he persisted rubbing her with his fingers.He started kissing her softly around her neck,'Come on,Rave,I want you to be awake for the complete event."He felt her responding to his advances...her hips starting to slowly gyrate.

She rolled over,exposing her giant tits,nipples erect.She caressed his hair,"Ohhum,"she signed,gently pushing his head lower,"Go down on me."

Sitting/Climb/Mystery

Sitting back down,he admired the curve of her ass,the little dimples on top.Though Andre could not see them,he knew Sharon Sue{Ravyn to her friends}also had big tits with nice large nipples.

It was a mystery to him how a woman this beautiful could have ever fallen in love with him.He decided to climb back into bed with her.As he snuggled,he moved his fingers down the crack of her duppa,tenderly foundling her.

Curve/Elevate/Mastery

He lifted the blanket to peek at her.She was one amazing curve after another.He did not have the mastery of his own senses to stop now.His desire and lust began to elevate beyond levels he even cared to control.

Starlight/Blanket/Marker

Through the screen covered window,twinkling starlight brilliantly lit his retinas.The stars were so beautiful.Andre felt a strong call to them.But Sharon Sue Marker was laying in his bed.He felt a stronger urge to lift the blanket to comfort himself with her naked flesh.

Buzzing

Andre woke to the sound of his alarm clock buzzing.Now,he had to get up.He had set the clock on the small table at the foot of the bed.He rubbed his eyes with his left hand,wishing them to work,"Shit,6:30 already?"

The End Of The beginning...

"I must make them find stronger love with different people,"begins LMDC,"And with this DNA passion corrupter,'she holds up a small flat something or other,"that should be easy."

"Then go,"Orders Loyal without giving further orders.And they vanish.

LMDC/Tipid/Loyal

LMDC and Tipid instantly dissolve and just as quickly reappear-but this time as their modern counterparts.Loyal hands them the tool and says,"You must take this and go back to the 'past point'."

"I already know my mission,"states LMDC.

Reaction/Point/Neither

Tipid and LMDC both appear.Yet,both are neither."We are from your future," Tipid says,"The VI have distorted your present.They subtly drugged Timber.Your actions will soon cause a reaction that will destroy us.You must give your LMDC this tool and have her go back to the 'Past Point'.She already knows what to do."

Hesitation/Mission/Lunar

Loyal knows that Timber has gone more then 'native'.And,by Al-Yeshua,the truth is that this is not Timber.Timber,his mate,is already dead.Without hesitation,he waves his hand over the lunar orb,and the being that was Timber dissolves away."LMDC,"Loyal says into the com-link,"I have a mission for you."

Wig/Liberation/Instant

The vision moves forward:A judge,sitting with a high wig,white face and a pitchfork,pronounces,"For causing the 'liberation' and 'destruction' of an 1,000 year line,you are hereby banished from our planet.Any attempts of re-nativizing yourself will meet with your instant death and a declaration of war between our two states"

Though he cringes at the thought,Loyal admits,"It takes some doing to get yourself booted out of Hell."

Yanks/His/Bigger

The smaller boy who is on top of the bigger,now reaches through the top of the bars in a panic filled desperation.His hand seems to be reaching for something.Suddenly,he finds it,and yanks.The cage releases and goes spiralling downward towards the lava.

Reward/Labor/Chest

With the cage rocking,the father quickly takes the advantage and quites the henchmen.The reward for their labor is calm.Timber takes a weapon from one of the down men and expertly throws it into the father's chest,"I want that baby in it's mother's milk:NOW!"

Smashs/Scramble/Safe

The floors are wood.As long as the family stays away from the bars they are relatively safe.The thugs scramble-poking into the cage.The father smashes his stick against theirs and then smashes them personally when they come close.Soon the thugs are bloody.

Either/Occupants/Fur

The purpose of the electric sticks is to touch them against the metal bars of the cage to stun it's occupants.Simple-easy.But the father has his own weapon-a stick with fur on either end.The boys start rocking the cage.

Veteran/Gate/Responds

But they do not go bravely.Their electric sticks shake in their hands.The family responds likewise.The nursing mother and child to the center of the cage;the two boys towards a corner-the smaller hopping on the larger's shoulders,and the father-with the mad mad eyes of a veteran soldier-towards the gate.

Gentle/Thugs/Sticks

Pointing to this gentle family,Timber gives her order"I want the nursing child...boiled in it's mother's milk."
"Yes,'em,"says the minor official.He quickly snaps his fingers and two henchmen/thugs holding electric sticks head towards their cage.

Siblings/Spill/Sharing

Timber finishes the man and puts the spill to the man's mouth.Suddenly,she sees a cage off in the distance with what seems like a somewhat normal family unit.The woman is breast feeding an infant.The man is sharing gruel with two well behaved male siblings.

Chains/Male/Lava

In cages hanging from chains hooked to far up ceilings are naked people.Some crates are so small that there is no room for the child to do anything but to stand pressed upright against the bars.Others swinging over what is a canyon of molten lava are human families.There is no mercy in these cages.An adult male is sexually having his way with a small boy.In another,an animistic woman is jumping up and down on the head of a dead female.They spill urine and feces at will where they are standing.Timber,excited and titillated,grabs the man sex toy's member and starts making him grow.Loyal is horrified.

Mirage/Air/Oppressive

The heat is oppressive.Wrinkles that are almost invisible wave through the air.Loyal half expects to see a mirage in the distance.What he does see is a vision from Dante's Infernal.Hell is real,so it seems.

Manly/Radiates/Hand

Timber,still strapped in her seat squirms and moans as the thought vision changes.She,is now dressed in thin heat retardant official gear and traveling down an ancient hand carved stone hallway.She is with some minor official and a manly sex toy whom is naked from the waist down.As they turn the corner,heat radiates in a huge blast towards them.They have reached the main entrance.

Unsettles/Hanging/Yarn

Loyal has known Hell before this,but seeing Timber this way highly unsettles him.Perhaps hanging with humans has softened him[I'm an archangel for crying out loud!].Either way,he forces the device forward-pass this yarn of excess.

Pops/Sprinkled/Naked

A naked fat man with a small penis steps besides Timber.He grabs her main course by her blond hair and lifts.The top of the skull pops off revealing a mixture of blended brain sprinkled with a red sugar like powder.Timber takes a spoonful and then with it still in her mouth,takes in the man.

Passionately/Themselves/Induced

Loyal sees that there must have be some type of drug induced into the flesh of the heads.Men and women start loosing their inhibitions-stripping themselves of their clothing-passionately kissing and foundling each other...all the while still devouring the child-head meats.

Lion/Peppermint/About

Each table has one such head(that she herself received one for only herself must have meant that it was considered a honor to her position).But,how does one go about eating a human head?She glances at the other guests.With their steely knifes,they are each attacking their face like a lion devouring a zebra Kill.Timber slices a bit of the girl's cheek and puts it in her mouth.Mmmm...peppermint.

Poke/Threatened/hip

Timber always considers herself more hip,than square,but when the server in the skimpy maid's costume lifts up the lid to her food tray...underneath is the severed head of the chubby cheeked girl.There is a garnish around her severed neck,an there is an apple in the girl's small round mouth.Her dead unseeing eyes bulge out of their sockets as if in the end of her life she knew she was being threatened with her own death.To Timber''s amazement,the eyes continue to poke out of the once pretty girl's skull.

Ramp/Killer/Moment

The killer moment is done.Brilliant lights flash on and off.Woman in Skimpy maid outfits push trays between the corpses and down a ramp,out into the dinning area.It is the main course.Each dish is covered with a large silver lid."Hmmm,"wonders Timber,"What could be under this covering?"

Question/Umbrella/Jeopardy

Strangely,Timber does not feel herself in any way in jeopardy.She does not question the brutality of the soldier's actions.Far from it.She feels right at home watching this show.Like she should be drinking from an umbrella drink,relaxing on a beach.Well,she justifies her thoughts to herself,this is Hell after all.

Hardly/Yesterday/Orange

There is hardly any time for Timber to register the taste of citrus on her tongue when the VI thrust their swords into each other's bellies and violently push upwards.Yesterday,she had only heard of such spectacles,but now,with the taste of sweet orange in her mouth,Timber marvels as the soldiers keep killing until they are all dead.

Foreign/Period/Zest

There is a foreign taste to the sweet meat;a citrus zest,so to speak,that Timber finds most appealing.Meanwhile,in the period it has taken her to comprehend this delight,the VI finish doing magic tricks with their swords.Suddenly,each of the remaining twelve soldiers divides into pairs across from each other.They grab each other by their head hair.

Wrap/Disappointed/Going

Timber knows that no one is going to be disappointed with this delicious finger food dish.It is similar to Vienna sausage except for the fact that each sausage having a tissue thin outer-skin wrap.The meat is extremely sweet and melts in her mouth.And a sip of the blood wine seems to compliment it's taste even further.

Nation/Broke/Memorial

There seemed nothing memorial about the lapsed off head.The performers never even broke their stride.The servers took away the first dish and replaced it with a second-a little something called 'Hell Nation Finger Food'-as though nothing unusual had even happened.

Generate/Envy/Venus

The twirling blades can generate envy from any world's best swordsmen,be it Venus,Mars,Heaven or Earth.These soldiers are definitely VI*.Suddenly,in their harrowing dance,a man is left alone[sort of like in musical chairs].Without knowing by whom,his severed head falls just before his body.The diners cheer.










*VI pronounced VEE EYE

Thirteen/Miss/Window

Through the picture window Timber sees thirteen soldiers march from the disabled ship to the small stage in front of where the party has been dining.They all draw out their swords ,twirling them close to each other's heads.The swords do not miss their mark by much.

Gorgeous/Carbohydrates/Nibble

A gorgeous plate of greens with a flaky tender looking meat wrapped in a flat unleavened bread and covered with a thick yellow creamy sauce is set in front of her.Timber thinks that there are probably enough carbohydrates in this appetizer to choke a cow...even if she only takes a nibble or two.

Anniversary/Is/Doctor

"Finally,"finished Simon 9 raising his glass of blood-red wine,"This is history in the making.As we sit down to a dinner of Hell's finest dishes,and as we are entertained by Doctor Crobe's 'Blackwater Army',I offer a toast:'Let the memories of this historic occurrence always be celebrated on the yearly anniversary date of this momentous occasion on both Heaven and Hell."

"Here!Here!"went the crowd.

Boogie/Chase/Exit

Simon 9 continues his speech,"The people of Heaven have long though of us as the 'Boogie men' hiding beneath their bed's,and we have thought of them as the 'Square Self-Righteous Asses' trying to hold us down.The truth is...is that we must chase these self fulfilling images out the exit door.With Archangel Timber Lionise as the new ambassador to Hell,we will soon gain acceptance of each other's cultures .And that will lead to a better understanding of both cultures and ,then,hopefully to a lasting peace."

Captain/Delicate/Again

"Never again will our relationship be so delicate that we will not be able to captain our ship of friendship together,to fight for the common causes of justice,peace and prosperity."

Hate/Partnership/Seduce

Timber is taken to the formal dinning hall of Hell Capitol.Amongst the lavishly dressed upper crust guests stands the famous moving statue,'Entwined'.A devil and an angel perpetually wrestling.

Simon 9 goes to the podium to speak."There can be no better place for these new beginnings between Heaven and Hell,then right here,"He begins,speaking directly to Timber(and therefore everyone else)."For the first time we are trying not to hate;we are trying not to seduce;we are trying to work together.This will be a new 'partnership'.The dawn of a new day of understanding."

Sweat/Grace/Late

"We are running late,"Simon 9 says to Timber in whispered tones,"But if you could grace us with your presence for just one more formality..."

"No sweat,"intones Timber back to him.

Always/Tangle/Unprotected

Simon 9 quickly rushes Timber away from the tangle of people servicing the crippled ship,simply stating that the group is unprotected in case the transport leaks any contaminates."That's always the excuse when someone wants something not to be seen,"thinks Timber.

Legendary/Vibrate/Damaged

Continuing her travels,Timber is taken through the rest of the port.She feels the ground vibrate and looks up.A hugh heavily damaged military transport is desending.

Pickle/Cheeks/Dance

Timber's thoughts wrap around the thin air and leave an image clear as a bell for Loyal to see....
....She has just descended from her ship and the delegation from Hell-lead by Simon 9 himself-is leading her to a dance troop of little girls wearing fancy pickle dresses.Their hair is twisted in ponytails,they all have the happiest smiles imaginable.

"The class is all aware and honored that you will be having the great honor of choosing one,and I am afraid only one,of them for dinner tonight.Be my guess and choose any one of the girls you would so choose."

Timber smiles,these beautiful girls are not what she has expected from Hell at all,"That pretty one over there,"Timber says smiling,"The one with the cutest rosy cheeks."

Congested/Bubble/Burn

"This may burn,"she hears the voice say.She feels a prick and then a fizzy-bubble upon bubble congested sort of feeling enter her head.Hallucinating{or thinking she is},her thoughts appear to her in what we would consider a word balloon...but with pictures.

"Tell me about Hell,"she hears the voice say.

Hello/Lush/Alter

[Somewhat Later]:"Hello?"Somewhere deep inside her Timber hears a voice."Hello?"She hears again.She wakes with a start.Her hands and feet are bond.A smooth lush cloth covers her eyes,but that does not alter the fact that she has somehow become someone's prisoner.

Avoid/Spin/Extention

Nothing Loyal can do now can avoid the spin of deception on his part.It is an extention of the situation.He must tie Timber down and ask her questions.Only then can he get to the root of the matter.

Center/Tax/Wonder

Loyal closes his eyes and takes a deep breath through his nostrils.Her DNA has been manipulated.No need to wonder by whom.Destiny or free will?It does not tax his brain.In the end,the center of the debate is irrelevant.Life goes forward.

Sometimes/Golden/Quiz

Loyal takes the leaf over to the golden rule and places it under it's teek light.He presses in Timber's code.The results aren't so much from a test,but rather,more from a quiz.Sometimes that is all you really need.

Solo/Delicate/Leaf

He goes to the old-centuries old-Catholic Bible on his mission desk and opens the book gently.Inside of it is a solo,delicate maple leaf.The perfect place to hide DNA memory shifts.If it is or isn't Timber-he will soon find out.