<?xml version="1.0" encoding="utf-8" standalone="yes"?><rss version="2.0" xmlns:atom="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" xmlns:content="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/content/"><channel><title>Freeze on Gromet's Plaza Archive</title><link>/tags/freeze/</link><description>Recent content in Freeze on Gromet's Plaza Archive</description><generator>Hugo</generator><language>en-us</language><lastBuildDate>Sun, 05 Feb 2017 00:00:00 +0000</lastBuildDate><atom:link href="/tags/freeze/index.xml" rel="self" type="application/rss+xml"/><item><title>Sandra's Ordeal</title><link>/stories/2017/02/05/sandras-ordeal/</link><pubDate>Sun, 05 Feb 2017 00:00:00 +0000</pubDate><guid>/stories/2017/02/05/sandras-ordeal/</guid><description>&lt;p&gt;&amp;ldquo;Join the fleet, they said. Experience all the adventure and excitement that comes with serving humanity.&amp;rdquo; Glancing around the small compartment, Sandra Bollingbrooke frowned. &amp;ldquo;Yeah, right.&amp;rdquo;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Surprisingly, she thought, there had been a time when she&amp;rsquo;d believe what all those vids had claimed, which was why she&amp;rsquo;d enlisted right after graduation. Now, nearly five years later, she&amp;rsquo;d reached the rank of Lieutenant, Junior Grade. She even had her first command, if you&amp;rsquo;d call it that, but that was as close to her dreams as she&amp;rsquo;d come.&lt;/p&gt;</description></item><item><title>Sandra's Ordeal</title><link>/stories/2017/02/05/sandras-ordeal/</link><pubDate>Sun, 05 Feb 2017 00:00:00 +0000</pubDate><guid>/stories/2017/02/05/sandras-ordeal/</guid><description>&lt;p&gt;&amp;ldquo;Join the fleet, they said. Experience all the adventure and excitement that comes with serving humanity.&amp;rdquo; Glancing around the small compartment, Sandra Bollingbrooke frowned. &amp;ldquo;Yeah, right.&amp;rdquo;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Surprisingly, she thought, there had been a time when she&amp;rsquo;d believe what all those vids had claimed, which was why she&amp;rsquo;d enlisted right after graduation. Now, nearly five years later, she&amp;rsquo;d reached the rank of Lieutenant, Junior Grade. She even had her first command, if you&amp;rsquo;d call it that, but that was as close to her dreams as she&amp;rsquo;d come.&lt;/p&gt;</description></item><item><title>All Dolled Up</title><link>/stories/2013/06/15/all-dolled-up/</link><pubDate>Sat, 15 Jun 2013 00:00:00 +0000</pubDate><guid>/stories/2013/06/15/all-dolled-up/</guid><description>&lt;p&gt;&amp;ldquo;Come on, wind me up again!&amp;rdquo;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&amp;ldquo;You know there isn&amp;rsquo;t *actually* a key on your back, right?&amp;rdquo;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&amp;ldquo;Um&amp;hellip; I *sort of* know that. But I can even feel it clicking when you wind me. And it feels so *neat* to be wound up. Please, will you do it for me?&amp;rdquo;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&amp;ldquo;Well&amp;hellip; you get a bit weird when you&amp;rsquo;re wound up&amp;hellip;&amp;rdquo;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&amp;ldquo;Oh, please! I&amp;rsquo;ll be good.&amp;rdquo;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I paused, grinning. &amp;ldquo;How good?&amp;rdquo;&lt;/p&gt;</description></item></channel></rss>