The liger was in far worse shape than the old man had remembered. After replacing most of its circuitry, repairing its warped and rusted armor, and rearming and calibrating its decades-old weapons, the repairs had cost almost enough to just buy a completely new zoid.
But this was his zoid.
Running a hand across its cold, metal claw, he looked up to the liger's head, remembering what he and this zoid had done together so long ago, during the war. The war, he realized, that would soon begin anew.
And he would be there, with his liger, fighting once again.
Author's note: Well, it's been months, but I've finally written another chapter for Insert Title Here. I've been meaning to do this for a while, but never really got around to it. I'm also working on another chapter for Chaos Renewed, but it's taking a while, as it seems the universe is conspiring to keep me from getting more than three chapters into it.
On to reviews!
HeartlessNeoshadow: That there is exactly what I was trying to do, and I'm very glad you liked it. Here's the update you requested!
requim17: You do indeed know me! The phrase you mentioned was actually the part that took the most revisions, as it always ended up having one to many or too few words.
randomcat23: All of thse questions and more will be answered... someday. Probably. Because of you, randomcat, I decided to continue with the grey liger. I even considered making him a major player in Chaos Renewed. (I still haven't decided on that.) Sorry this took so long.
And there I'll stop, because this AN is almost twice as long as the drabble itself.
