|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
 Posted: Sun Aug 30, 2009 1:40 am
"Yeah, no meat" Zant agreed as he took another piece and popped it into his mouth
|
 |
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Sun Aug 30, 2009 10:54 am
Blackjack, full now, smiled. As the bells rang in her head to say she was too content, she went under the table again, whimpering and giving one scream of panic and pain. In an hour, a personacone specialist sort of person came to see what it was, as she didn't know who called him or how he got there, as she whimpered and looked scared as she could to the ringing in her head. Blackjack was curled into a ball.
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Mon Aug 31, 2009 3:54 am
Zant sat down beside Blackjack and put his hand on her back,
"It's okay Blackjack" he whispered to her, "He's here to help you"
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Mon Aug 31, 2009 3:16 pm
With Zant's hand on her back, her innocent, huge red eyes opened and saw a personocone specialist there. "H-How, Zant?" She asked, wide eyed, shocked, and a biut frightened to the doctor-like person.
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Thu Sep 03, 2009 12:46 am
Zant smiled,
"He's just here to figure out why you keep keeling over" He told Blackjack, "Don't worry okay"
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Thu Sep 03, 2009 4:15 am
Blackjack nodded, eyes still wide, as this specialist began to see what it was. She didn't know why, but she felt afraid of strangers other than Zant. But he trusted this specialist doctor, so she she...?
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Sat Sep 05, 2009 3:57 am
Zant watched carefully as the specialist examined all of her outside shell and even inside her ear chips, but found nothing wrong...
"If there is something wrong with her, it probably is inside of her, so we'd have to shut her down and go in to look" The specialist told Zant
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Sat Sep 05, 2009 11:18 am
Blackjack was in alarm at hearing this. If she did not remember anything before being activated by Zant, then she would not remember him again! She would not remember anything again, and if she did that, she... She... She would not know her own name, how to speak, and have to do everything over! At these times, she wished she was not this way.
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Sun Sep 06, 2009 12:23 am
Zant shook his head,
"No, we'll deal with this ourselves then" He told the specialist
Zant had remembered how when he had turned her on, she was like a newborn child...
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Sun Sep 06, 2009 11:04 am
Blackjack relaxed. It was okay, it would not be her that was shut down. She would have the skills she did still, she would know Zant still, and... And she would hear the bells in her head, still. She was okay... Right?
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Mon Sep 07, 2009 10:31 pm
Zant moved over to Blackjack as the specialist left and put his hand on her head,
"Can you tell me what happens when you start freaking out" He asked her
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Tue Sep 08, 2009 4:09 am
Blackjack, honest and innocent as she was, looked up to him with ehr huge, red, innocent eyes that would always be so. Like her personality. "Bells ring... Loud and scary bells..." She looked frightened. "Whenever I am happy..."
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Tue Sep 08, 2009 7:07 am
"Bells?" Zant questioned, "So pretty much a loud rining in your head right"
He then looked down at the ground and back up at Blackjack and smiled,
"Maybe if we find a way around that then we can get them out" He told her
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Tue Sep 08, 2009 1:25 pm
Blackjack got a bad memory from her last master, the one who owned the casino. Her eyes went black as she said this one aloud, for some reason. "It must not be removed, or else! No person may, or she will die! Now who want's that?" And after this, her eyes went red again as she slumped against Zant, not shut down and not awake.
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Wed Sep 09, 2009 10:32 pm
Zant was surpriesed when Blackjack became rigid and spoke. When she collapsed into his arms, He sighed and carried her away
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Reply
