OK, next chapter. I have decided to stop flicking between the two, until the last scene, which should be a biggie (Plot wise)... The other reason for this getting shorter is that it was supposed to be finished by now, I NEVER intended to let it run this long
Deepfriedonut - Do I like you flaming me? Nah, it's no biggie, and I understand where you are coming from, but I had to get the Karl - Ryss thing out of my system, because this is meant to be a Thomas x OC fic. Oh well, it was a good idea at the time, on 2 hours of sleep... I never plan anything out, so it is completely spontaneous. That is my strong suit. I only know what happens at the end... I think. And when you get to $20 (since it's a cent a review…), can I have it? I need more cash... And for flaming me, no Christmas present for you.
Ninetails - Ryss as left a memo in Karl's head that he is actually yours, and the marriage is so she can get government benefits and some sex ;), and it's illegal unless you live on Zi. Unfortunately for you, they do *love* one another... but then, oh well *Makes Karl wear Christmas hat & Shirt with Property of Ninetails on the back*
Naomi - I think you may like the formal dress last chapter, but I have this little leather number that may suit you as well (Lets see, three straps - that's enough :-). Ill send it on your Christmas present *sticks bow on Ryss*
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Still bandaged up, Thomas exited his tin pot room at the base, holding a small beige box. He wasn't allowed to go home yet, due to the fact that he was concussed. While he could not be there, Karl and Ryss was house sitting... I hope that they don't use my bed. That thought sent a shiver up the lieutenant's spine. He walked, slowly through the corridors in a winding pattern, heading to a predestined place, but he seemed reluctant to get there. A pair of guards, stationed at the front of his intended target, were sharing the daily gossip, oblivious to the officer standing in front of them.
"Privates, are you going to let me in?" Thomas stated impatiently, crossing his arms and tapping his foot.
"Sir, sorry Sir!" They replied hastily, saluting at the officer quickly to hope not to be reprimanded. They opened the doors to the Land Zoid hanger. Thomas walked in, ignoring the salutes and mentally reminded to get them in some trouble, but that was later.
There she stood, the Shadow Liger in all of its glory. The basic layout of the blade liger was still visible. Mounted on the back of the massive zoid was its two ion thrusters that could be folded away. The shield generator at the front was strengthened to ensure that they could be used while cloaked, and since the blades were impossible to cloak, it had to be able to defend against a charged particle blast while cloaked. The twin blades, probably the most conspicuous feature, extended in attack pose for some reason or another, were an impressive sight, even uncharged.
The only difference is that this liger also sported a set of modified heat sink panels, an optical stealth generator that jutted from its back, just in front of the boosters, a set of advanced sensors, mounted to the front near the shot cannon, and an optical/heat signature detector mounted in the mouth, giving the liger an almost serpent-like tongue.
The panels, a standard feature on almost all ligers, were made wider to excrete a layer of fog in the surrounding area. They also eliminated the ligers' heat signature, due to a unique sail like design. The optical stealth unit was only a basic model, employed on hell cats that eliminated the liger from all but the most advanced sensors. Used in conjunction with the fog generator, it was invisible. The sensors were an advanced model, intended to give Beek© a competitive advantage.
Thomas timidly approached the liger, which growled a warning to him. Thomas, knowing the liger was bluffing, reached out and lightly stroked the giant machine. It purred in response, lowering its head slightly. He set down the box, ready to hook it up and reload the new Beek program. A green shine caught Thomas' eye, breaking his moment with the liger.
"I'll be back honey..." Thomas said to the giant zoid absentmindedly as he walked over to the structure that was tucked away in the corner. As he rounded the corner, his eyes widened in apprehension, it was an ancient Zoidian device, he knew, that held either members of the forgotten race, or their organoids.
"Could it be?" Thomas was almost childlike as he skipped over and put his face onto the glass. Peering inside, he made out a familiar organoid, before his breath fogged up the glass. 'No, it couldn't be, he was bonded to the Command Wolf TC, wasn't he? He would have been destroyed by the Blade Liger...' Thomas thought as he saw a piece of paper fluttering in the slight breeze that wafted through the hanger. He picked it up, scrutinising the handwriting
'Lieutenant Thomas Shubaltz;
This is the organoid that was abducted by Fiona. It is kept in here due to the extensive damage that was incurred by battling in the Blade Liger. This was also found with the Zoid'
Attached was a piece of paper, written in a familiar style, one he had not seen for months...
'Thomas, it was never meant to end this way, but I cannot let the enemy control me and Zeke for the good of their organisation. Gomen Nasai'
Tears welled up. She was going to die, no matter what he could have done. But Van, he was just too rash and irresponsible. The tears fell, smearing the ink on the paper. He looked up and pressed the button to activate the opening of the device. The external glass cracked, eventually shattering to see a very familiar organoid.
"Hey, Zeke, what cha been up to?" Thomas patted the unconscious organoid gently. Zeke opened (Do organoids have eyelids?) his eyes, to see a quavering image of Thomas. He growled.
"Hey, you're awake. How do you feel" Thomas was slightly relieved.
The organoid made a funny sound, indicating that he looked like what he felt. Indeed, he looked a wreck, but nothing too serious. Zeke then asked another question.
"No, Zeke. Van and Fiona are not here. Well, you see..." Thomas trailed off, circling his foot on the ground. "They both died from a shot to the head."
Zeke was fazed by the remark, but then he curled up and went to sleep. Thomas returned to the task at hand; uploading Beek's new firmware. He brushed past the liger, who inquisitively growled at the pilot. "Nah, he'll be fine" Thomas responded with a smirk. He attached the relevant cables to the Liger's combat systems to ensure that he didn't overwrite anything important. He then opened the box, exposing a small card; made of solid crystal and as fragile as that. It was adorned with several diodes and transistors, but the most conspicuous thing was the giant IC in the middle of the card. He inserted it in the relevant slot. The system then ejected it. "Liger, Take this program, damn you!" Thomas yelled after it rejected the card several more times. He was rewarded with the liger laughing at him. "It's not funny! Take it or I'll smash you into tiny fragments!" Thomas was really incensed at this stage. Eventually, the system accepted the new data, which awarded Thomas a greater schematic view of the sub systems of the liger, including the weaponry displays. The cockpit then closed, strapping the bemused pilot in. With a roar, he sped out of the hanger, folding his blades up as he left. Thomas attempted to stop the liger, but none of the controls would function, even with Beek trying to manually override the system. After the fourth attempt, Thomas screamed "Liger, where do you think you are taking me? You are an amazing Zoid, I'm impressed already. Now, settle down, will you?" (Oh where have I heard THAT line before?) The liger slowed to a walk, eventually stopping, hard. "Hey, he listened to me, Good boy! Now, Where am I" Thomas screamed, to which the liger laughed, and headed back to the base.
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And that's it for this chapter. Please review. This one is to show the liger and Zeke getting re written into the plot line. I like Zeke too much to kill him off. But Van, that's another matter. I think he is kawaii and all, but he hurt my Tommy Bear, and so did that Zoidian THING. *Growls*
Did you like your Christmas Presents all? I had them all specially wrapped for you… And for Acumen Blade, Ill get to sending you O'Connell as soon as I write him in. Unfortunately he will be in uniform… (Why did I say unfortunately?)
Deepfriedonut - Do I like you flaming me? Nah, it's no biggie, and I understand where you are coming from, but I had to get the Karl - Ryss thing out of my system, because this is meant to be a Thomas x OC fic. Oh well, it was a good idea at the time, on 2 hours of sleep... I never plan anything out, so it is completely spontaneous. That is my strong suit. I only know what happens at the end... I think. And when you get to $20 (since it's a cent a review…), can I have it? I need more cash... And for flaming me, no Christmas present for you.
Ninetails - Ryss as left a memo in Karl's head that he is actually yours, and the marriage is so she can get government benefits and some sex ;), and it's illegal unless you live on Zi. Unfortunately for you, they do *love* one another... but then, oh well *Makes Karl wear Christmas hat & Shirt with Property of Ninetails on the back*
Naomi - I think you may like the formal dress last chapter, but I have this little leather number that may suit you as well (Lets see, three straps - that's enough :-). Ill send it on your Christmas present *sticks bow on Ryss*
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Still bandaged up, Thomas exited his tin pot room at the base, holding a small beige box. He wasn't allowed to go home yet, due to the fact that he was concussed. While he could not be there, Karl and Ryss was house sitting... I hope that they don't use my bed. That thought sent a shiver up the lieutenant's spine. He walked, slowly through the corridors in a winding pattern, heading to a predestined place, but he seemed reluctant to get there. A pair of guards, stationed at the front of his intended target, were sharing the daily gossip, oblivious to the officer standing in front of them.
"Privates, are you going to let me in?" Thomas stated impatiently, crossing his arms and tapping his foot.
"Sir, sorry Sir!" They replied hastily, saluting at the officer quickly to hope not to be reprimanded. They opened the doors to the Land Zoid hanger. Thomas walked in, ignoring the salutes and mentally reminded to get them in some trouble, but that was later.
There she stood, the Shadow Liger in all of its glory. The basic layout of the blade liger was still visible. Mounted on the back of the massive zoid was its two ion thrusters that could be folded away. The shield generator at the front was strengthened to ensure that they could be used while cloaked, and since the blades were impossible to cloak, it had to be able to defend against a charged particle blast while cloaked. The twin blades, probably the most conspicuous feature, extended in attack pose for some reason or another, were an impressive sight, even uncharged.
The only difference is that this liger also sported a set of modified heat sink panels, an optical stealth generator that jutted from its back, just in front of the boosters, a set of advanced sensors, mounted to the front near the shot cannon, and an optical/heat signature detector mounted in the mouth, giving the liger an almost serpent-like tongue.
The panels, a standard feature on almost all ligers, were made wider to excrete a layer of fog in the surrounding area. They also eliminated the ligers' heat signature, due to a unique sail like design. The optical stealth unit was only a basic model, employed on hell cats that eliminated the liger from all but the most advanced sensors. Used in conjunction with the fog generator, it was invisible. The sensors were an advanced model, intended to give Beek© a competitive advantage.
Thomas timidly approached the liger, which growled a warning to him. Thomas, knowing the liger was bluffing, reached out and lightly stroked the giant machine. It purred in response, lowering its head slightly. He set down the box, ready to hook it up and reload the new Beek program. A green shine caught Thomas' eye, breaking his moment with the liger.
"I'll be back honey..." Thomas said to the giant zoid absentmindedly as he walked over to the structure that was tucked away in the corner. As he rounded the corner, his eyes widened in apprehension, it was an ancient Zoidian device, he knew, that held either members of the forgotten race, or their organoids.
"Could it be?" Thomas was almost childlike as he skipped over and put his face onto the glass. Peering inside, he made out a familiar organoid, before his breath fogged up the glass. 'No, it couldn't be, he was bonded to the Command Wolf TC, wasn't he? He would have been destroyed by the Blade Liger...' Thomas thought as he saw a piece of paper fluttering in the slight breeze that wafted through the hanger. He picked it up, scrutinising the handwriting
'Lieutenant Thomas Shubaltz;
This is the organoid that was abducted by Fiona. It is kept in here due to the extensive damage that was incurred by battling in the Blade Liger. This was also found with the Zoid'
Attached was a piece of paper, written in a familiar style, one he had not seen for months...
'Thomas, it was never meant to end this way, but I cannot let the enemy control me and Zeke for the good of their organisation. Gomen Nasai'
Tears welled up. She was going to die, no matter what he could have done. But Van, he was just too rash and irresponsible. The tears fell, smearing the ink on the paper. He looked up and pressed the button to activate the opening of the device. The external glass cracked, eventually shattering to see a very familiar organoid.
"Hey, Zeke, what cha been up to?" Thomas patted the unconscious organoid gently. Zeke opened (Do organoids have eyelids?) his eyes, to see a quavering image of Thomas. He growled.
"Hey, you're awake. How do you feel" Thomas was slightly relieved.
The organoid made a funny sound, indicating that he looked like what he felt. Indeed, he looked a wreck, but nothing too serious. Zeke then asked another question.
"No, Zeke. Van and Fiona are not here. Well, you see..." Thomas trailed off, circling his foot on the ground. "They both died from a shot to the head."
Zeke was fazed by the remark, but then he curled up and went to sleep. Thomas returned to the task at hand; uploading Beek's new firmware. He brushed past the liger, who inquisitively growled at the pilot. "Nah, he'll be fine" Thomas responded with a smirk. He attached the relevant cables to the Liger's combat systems to ensure that he didn't overwrite anything important. He then opened the box, exposing a small card; made of solid crystal and as fragile as that. It was adorned with several diodes and transistors, but the most conspicuous thing was the giant IC in the middle of the card. He inserted it in the relevant slot. The system then ejected it. "Liger, Take this program, damn you!" Thomas yelled after it rejected the card several more times. He was rewarded with the liger laughing at him. "It's not funny! Take it or I'll smash you into tiny fragments!" Thomas was really incensed at this stage. Eventually, the system accepted the new data, which awarded Thomas a greater schematic view of the sub systems of the liger, including the weaponry displays. The cockpit then closed, strapping the bemused pilot in. With a roar, he sped out of the hanger, folding his blades up as he left. Thomas attempted to stop the liger, but none of the controls would function, even with Beek trying to manually override the system. After the fourth attempt, Thomas screamed "Liger, where do you think you are taking me? You are an amazing Zoid, I'm impressed already. Now, settle down, will you?" (Oh where have I heard THAT line before?) The liger slowed to a walk, eventually stopping, hard. "Hey, he listened to me, Good boy! Now, Where am I" Thomas screamed, to which the liger laughed, and headed back to the base.
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And that's it for this chapter. Please review. This one is to show the liger and Zeke getting re written into the plot line. I like Zeke too much to kill him off. But Van, that's another matter. I think he is kawaii and all, but he hurt my Tommy Bear, and so did that Zoidian THING. *Growls*
Did you like your Christmas Presents all? I had them all specially wrapped for you… And for Acumen Blade, Ill get to sending you O'Connell as soon as I write him in. Unfortunately he will be in uniform… (Why did I say unfortunately?)