Ohayoo all once again. Now, I was going to change the last chapter, but I am just gonna start the new one. Oh well... I have been doing some fan art of Flame of Recca, and been watching Cowboy Bebop, so I have been tied up, slightly... Anyways, on with the show, eh?
*DISCLAIMER* I own Robert J Hunter, I dont own Zoids, I no longer own Ryss's wardrobe, its Naomi's. And Ninetails, if you want Karl, he's yours, since Ryss has been with Naomi. I don't own Thomas Richard Shubaltz, but he is MINE so hands off AcuremBlade.
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Thomas looked up at the bight white ceiling. He felt like he was hit by a charging DiBison. He raised his hand to his head, lightly brushing the bandages that ran across his temple. He croaked out "Jeez I feel like a DiBison just ran over me"
"And you look it too" A familiar voice deeply stated to him. Thomas let his head flop to the one side, seeing Robert sitting there, wearing a stained lab coat.
"What are you doing here, and how long have I been here, and what did I really...." Thomas trailed off as he saw Robert put up his hands to shield himself from the barrage of questions slung at him. "Whoa there, one at a time, ne?" Robert grinned at the slightly befuddled engineer. (A/N Thats it, Thomas is now an Engineer/Pilot). "You have been here for a couple of hours, since you almost concussed yourself on your joyride around the base. I am here because you are here. And finally, I really don't have a clue for why you were so hell bent on hurting yourself."
"Fine then," Thomas moodily retorted, his gaze shifting back to the ceiling. As he stared at the ceiling, he remembered the heated exchange that his brother and himself (Is that right?) had. "Oh Robert" Thomas lolled his head back to the medic, who had put on the persona of being hurt. "I'm sorry, it was over the Shadow Liger" Thomas made a funny face, whcih made him wince, and Robert laugh, to which Robert reminded him of the link between Van and why he hates that liger. Robert was apologetic; he reached out and grabbed his free hand. Thomas looked at him strangly.
"You will NEVER be hurt again. I'll go see your brother" Robert remarked coldly, little flames could be seen in his eyes. Robert releasing Thomas' hand and walked out the door. Thomas stared at the medic. When he grabbed his hand, he felt so good, better than Van. Van...
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He stood in a completely black room. He couldn't see his hands, or even a couple of centimetres in front of him. He was disoriented and thought that he was moving forwards, but he couldn't feel his legs. No matter... But where am I, Thomas thought, which echoed through the room.
"Jeez, my Subconciousness sucks" Again Thomas thought, which also echoed throughout the room, which brought out a reply; "It's yours, you know" a slightly cocky and very familar voice sounded hurt. Thomas opened his eyes, to see Van bathed in the single source of light.
"VAN!" Thomas jelled and mentally ran up to the pilot, releved that he was alright. the ws stopped short of the light by a mysterious force - like a giant hand was holding him back.
"Van! how are you?" Thomas looked dead on to the eyes of chocolate that were staring coldly back. He was perfect in all respects, except there was something wrong
It it showed up
Van held the pistol in his right hand, its sleek coldness seemed to make Thomas numb. Van lifted the pistol and aimed it dead on to Thomas. Thomas stood there, completely still with shock. Van smirked and changed the trajectory of the pistol
"NO!!! You said you would never leave me!" Thomas cried, falling down, as the crack of the pistol echoed through-out the cold expanse of Thomas's head. Then the strangest thing happened, he could hear a lullaby...
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Thomas opened his eyes, to see Robert sitting beside his bed. He had obviously been crying, tear trails where obvious on his face. He was disjointedly sing a tune. Robert reached up with his other hand, the other was being held by Robert who was crushing it to death, to wipe away the last tear. This caused Robert to blink in suprise and look at the hunkmeister (tehehe I like Sailor Moon). Robert smiled and said in a pseudo strict tone "NEVER do that to me again, you went into shock, probably from the trauma. Thankfully it wasn't too serious, but you went semi comatose, and couldn't ..." Robert was rudly interrupted by one Thomas Shubaltz putting a finger to his lips.
"Please" Thomas gestured for Robert to get close "Hold me, I had a really bad nightmare"
Robert smiled lop sidedly "Sure, Thomas, anything you say". He picked up the man and held him to his chest, which was awkward to say the least. Thomas smiled and nuzzed into the lab coat. "Another request, Please keep going" Thomas was slowly going to sleep.
"Sure" Robert started to hum again, a happier tune, which made Tho.
mas relax and sleep.
"He is now cured, please help him Robert" Ryss said as she vanished from the shadows of the room
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Now thats it, next chapter will be more probably Ryss and Karl, but because it Originally was a Thomas x OC, it got preference... ANd it is kinda short, but I have been writing short stuff for some reason...
Mata
Maelgwyn
*DISCLAIMER* I own Robert J Hunter, I dont own Zoids, I no longer own Ryss's wardrobe, its Naomi's. And Ninetails, if you want Karl, he's yours, since Ryss has been with Naomi. I don't own Thomas Richard Shubaltz, but he is MINE so hands off AcuremBlade.
~#~#~#~#~#~#~#~#~#~#~#~#~#~#~
Thomas looked up at the bight white ceiling. He felt like he was hit by a charging DiBison. He raised his hand to his head, lightly brushing the bandages that ran across his temple. He croaked out "Jeez I feel like a DiBison just ran over me"
"And you look it too" A familiar voice deeply stated to him. Thomas let his head flop to the one side, seeing Robert sitting there, wearing a stained lab coat.
"What are you doing here, and how long have I been here, and what did I really...." Thomas trailed off as he saw Robert put up his hands to shield himself from the barrage of questions slung at him. "Whoa there, one at a time, ne?" Robert grinned at the slightly befuddled engineer. (A/N Thats it, Thomas is now an Engineer/Pilot). "You have been here for a couple of hours, since you almost concussed yourself on your joyride around the base. I am here because you are here. And finally, I really don't have a clue for why you were so hell bent on hurting yourself."
"Fine then," Thomas moodily retorted, his gaze shifting back to the ceiling. As he stared at the ceiling, he remembered the heated exchange that his brother and himself (Is that right?) had. "Oh Robert" Thomas lolled his head back to the medic, who had put on the persona of being hurt. "I'm sorry, it was over the Shadow Liger" Thomas made a funny face, whcih made him wince, and Robert laugh, to which Robert reminded him of the link between Van and why he hates that liger. Robert was apologetic; he reached out and grabbed his free hand. Thomas looked at him strangly.
"You will NEVER be hurt again. I'll go see your brother" Robert remarked coldly, little flames could be seen in his eyes. Robert releasing Thomas' hand and walked out the door. Thomas stared at the medic. When he grabbed his hand, he felt so good, better than Van. Van...
~~%~~ APAT - But not as you know it ~~%~~
He stood in a completely black room. He couldn't see his hands, or even a couple of centimetres in front of him. He was disoriented and thought that he was moving forwards, but he couldn't feel his legs. No matter... But where am I, Thomas thought, which echoed through the room.
"Jeez, my Subconciousness sucks" Again Thomas thought, which also echoed throughout the room, which brought out a reply; "It's yours, you know" a slightly cocky and very familar voice sounded hurt. Thomas opened his eyes, to see Van bathed in the single source of light.
"VAN!" Thomas jelled and mentally ran up to the pilot, releved that he was alright. the ws stopped short of the light by a mysterious force - like a giant hand was holding him back.
"Van! how are you?" Thomas looked dead on to the eyes of chocolate that were staring coldly back. He was perfect in all respects, except there was something wrong
It it showed up
Van held the pistol in his right hand, its sleek coldness seemed to make Thomas numb. Van lifted the pistol and aimed it dead on to Thomas. Thomas stood there, completely still with shock. Van smirked and changed the trajectory of the pistol
"NO!!! You said you would never leave me!" Thomas cried, falling down, as the crack of the pistol echoed through-out the cold expanse of Thomas's head. Then the strangest thing happened, he could hear a lullaby...
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Thomas opened his eyes, to see Robert sitting beside his bed. He had obviously been crying, tear trails where obvious on his face. He was disjointedly sing a tune. Robert reached up with his other hand, the other was being held by Robert who was crushing it to death, to wipe away the last tear. This caused Robert to blink in suprise and look at the hunkmeister (tehehe I like Sailor Moon). Robert smiled and said in a pseudo strict tone "NEVER do that to me again, you went into shock, probably from the trauma. Thankfully it wasn't too serious, but you went semi comatose, and couldn't ..." Robert was rudly interrupted by one Thomas Shubaltz putting a finger to his lips.
"Please" Thomas gestured for Robert to get close "Hold me, I had a really bad nightmare"
Robert smiled lop sidedly "Sure, Thomas, anything you say". He picked up the man and held him to his chest, which was awkward to say the least. Thomas smiled and nuzzed into the lab coat. "Another request, Please keep going" Thomas was slowly going to sleep.
"Sure" Robert started to hum again, a happier tune, which made Tho.
mas relax and sleep.
"He is now cured, please help him Robert" Ryss said as she vanished from the shadows of the room
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Now thats it, next chapter will be more probably Ryss and Karl, but because it Originally was a Thomas x OC, it got preference... ANd it is kinda short, but I have been writing short stuff for some reason...
Mata
Maelgwyn