<?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-9966186</id><updated>2011-04-21T19:34:05.288-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Trances ICC Journal</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tranceicc.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9966186/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tranceicc.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Trance</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02285363770304782324</uri><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>3</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9966186.post-111499181472128426</id><published>2005-05-01T16:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-01T16:56:54.723-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Out with the old, In with the new</title><content type='html'>It seems Illysa took the last mission worse then I thought. Soon after we got back to Atlanta she put in request for some personal time. She says she is going back to school for a couple of years to earn her second masters degree and get back in touch with the real world. *chuckle* Like giant killer lizard men aren't real enough&lt;br /&gt;And it seem that Yoko has split too. Last I heard there was some words exhanged, some swords drawn, a few hearts exploded in chests...typical pissed off Asian things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So now HQ is sending two new members to join us. The first suposedly a ex-military medic with combat experiance. Sweet.... Now if only we can try not to get shot at were all cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The second is our old defensive arts teacher. Think the love child of jackie chan and old dude from karate kid.&lt;br /&gt;This is going to be interesting....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9966186-111499181472128426?l=tranceicc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tranceicc.blogspot.com/feeds/111499181472128426/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9966186&amp;postID=111499181472128426' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9966186/posts/default/111499181472128426'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9966186/posts/default/111499181472128426'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tranceicc.blogspot.com/2005/05/out-with-old-in-with-new.html' title='Out with the old, In with the new'/><author><name>Trance</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02285363770304782324</uri><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>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9966186.post-111499074120821567</id><published>2005-05-01T16:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-01T16:39:01.210-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Cindy Quail</title><content type='html'>The situation with Cindy came out much better then I could of hoped. Being an only child I never had that much experiance with children and all the homework and studing I had to do at the Institute left little time to socialize with kids my own age. I had no idea what to say to get a little girl like that to go willinging into a car with four complete strangers. (Dang...that sound a little creepy now that I think about it.)  I got to hand it to Illysa though, I could see she was freaked over the manifestations but she let her (Motherly? Sisterly?) insticts kick in there in the cluch. Chris too. He is going to need a good long RR with his family soon or I think he is going to start loosing it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If the school does its job we might even take on Cindy as a new agent in a few years. I just hopes she grows out of liking teady bears :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9966186-111499074120821567?l=tranceicc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tranceicc.blogspot.com/feeds/111499074120821567/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9966186&amp;postID=111499074120821567' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9966186/posts/default/111499074120821567'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9966186/posts/default/111499074120821567'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tranceicc.blogspot.com/2005/05/cindy-quail.html' title='Cindy Quail'/><author><name>Trance</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02285363770304782324</uri><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-9966186.post-110493532237088054</id><published>2005-01-05T06:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-01-05T06:28:42.370-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The testing phase</title><content type='html'>Damn. The last week of my life has got to be the strangest week I have...no will ever have. So we wraped up the whole west cost fiasco (Ninjas suck...) and were sent back to HQ a little worse for ware for a little R&amp;R. Illysa got stiched up and was back on her feet by the end of the week, Ivan stayed out of sight for most of the time (probly getting a crash course in English), Chris spent the entire time with his family (I think he needs a more time with them, his girl is in and out of the ER lately) and Yoko...Lets not get into her right now :(. I spent the whole time on the phone with the LAES (Los Angels Emergancy Squad) trying to keep that whole mess from going to court.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So they give us the week break then call us all back to the mission room. We all thought "cool, mabe they  have some world saving mission for us to go on." Instead they split us up and sent us into these black and white rooms with little blinky lights up near the top. They had me do these card tricks and number games over and over untill I was ready to strangle someone. To top is all off they had me go through some physical shit, sleep deprovation, put me in those coffin like sensory depro things, the works.&lt;br /&gt;I still have no idea what the deal was after it was all over. They sent me back to my appartment with no explanation and only this little backet with a Do Not Open till Ordered To written on it with big red letters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I just wait to talk to the big wigs and see what this is all about.                         &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9966186-110493532237088054?l=tranceicc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tranceicc.blogspot.com/feeds/110493532237088054/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9966186&amp;postID=110493532237088054' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9966186/posts/default/110493532237088054'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9966186/posts/default/110493532237088054'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tranceicc.blogspot.com/2005/01/testing-phase.html' title='The testing phase'/><author><name>Trance</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02285363770304782324</uri><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>
