’ Clyde’s hand holding the rifle started to move, and stopped. He was thinking, apparently something that he didn’t do often and couldn’t do q...uickly. My guess was that he was hesitant to murder us in cold blood, or he might be thinking of the hard work of dragging our bodies away through the woods and digging a grave. While he thought it over I lifted my pistol, still covered by Val’s shirt, and got off a quick shot, shooting from the hip except that I was lying on my back. Hipshots are rarely. I had come to the conclusion that Danni wasn’t the sharpest tool in the shed but I decided to play along as this was a good game, “Mr Green trained me, he said that I must get the correct measurements and make sure the garments fitted correctly, especially underwear” she continued and I nodded along, “He said it was important for the gentleman to feel comfortable” she said and then mumbled ‘cock’ under her breath.I was now getting a picture of Mr Green and would hazard a guess that it was Mrs. Which if it had had enough, would have produced a viable planet. Since it did not have enough fuel or Proto-matter for the transformation, the planet only had a few month life span.’ ‘So the failed transformations were caused by not enough high energy fuel?’ The voice asked awestruck that the Covenant might possibly have overlooked such a simple variable in their science. ‘Well that’s what is described in a book that was set about eighty to ninety years after the Genesis planet went pop.’ Brian. After about an hour of studying in silence, I looked up to find Dan staring at me. My gaze locked with his and I was mesmerized by his eyes. I suddenly caught myself. “Oh, sorry! I’m just tired of studying,” I said quickly as I averted my eyes towards my desk. “It’s okay, I am too. I was going to take a break and watch some TV on my iPad. Want to join?” Dan asked genuinely. I nodded my head and got up to move next time him. As I sat down in the seat, I breathed in his crisp smell that made me.