<div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: 150%; line-height: 116%;"><span style="color: #FF0000">Major Tom ‘TT’ Theophilus Peters</span></span></div><br/><br/><br/><div style="text-align: center;"><a class="postlink" href="http://i1343.photobucket.com/albums/o793/Galvin_Fugazi/0b1c5703-1ec6-4951-9974-ee41ec21aa28_zps54ccd4dc.jpg">[ img ]</a></div><br/><br/><div style="text-align: justify;">Tom was really surprised. It was a marvellous job, assumed that the princess was the one to take over the staff from her father.<br/><br/><span style="color: #FF8000">"Gleywine, does the princess follow her father if he dies?"</span><br/><br/>The hunter confirmed it and Tom broke out in laughter, tears rolling down his cheeks. When he finally stopped, he put his hand on Gleywine's shoulder.<br/><br/><span style="color: #FF8000">"Well, either someome from the second class nobles has orchestrated a brilliant plan to take over the power or the doctors found a way for rebellion. I must say it is the most brilliant plan I have ever seen. A puppet queen..."</span><br/><br/>Tom walked over to the table with the princess and sat down on it. Looking at the princess he had one last question at Tammy.<br/><br/><span style="color: #FF8000">"You're positive with the sex slaves?“</span> <br/><br/>The medic shrugged her shoulders.<br/><br/><span style="color: #80BF00">"Quite so. She is no virgin and I had to make the ball larger, as it slipped in too easily. But maybe she loves large toys.“</span> <br/><br/>Tom put his hand on the bandage of the princess.<br/><br/><span style="color: #FF8000">"That is very convenient, Freya, that you seem to have lost your memory now, after you threatened to kill us all painfully. You remember me?“</span> <br/><br/>The princess seemed to think over it, but came up empty. Tom had to give her credits. She was the hell of an actor.<br/><br/><span style="color: #FF8000">"I am your nightmare, Freya. I am the one who has the means to kill you. And I will do so, if you don't start to work together with us.“</span> <br/><br/>Tom's finger pressed on the bandaged wound on her arm. The cry was piercing. Geek whistled through his teeth.<br/><br/><span style="color: #80BF00">"Can you do that again, Sir? .... Good.....Once again, please....Aaaah, here you are. Alright I have three frequencies now.“</span> <br/><br/>Tom didn't feel bad about inflicting a little pain on the princess. But he still wiped the tears from her cheek.<br/><br/><span style="color: #FF8000">"Remember me now, Princess?“</span></div>