Perhaps he had been too quiet or Holly simply too entranced to acknowledge his presence but before long, he found himself seated in the infernal-looking mobile suit. Thom studied the controls, they looked by design to be more complicated but felt familiar too. It wasn't until he had dared to hook his "Whiskers" up did he [i]know[/i] the difference. Never had the AV interface been so intense. It seized his muscles and mind with such violence that it froze him before he fought off the assault on his senses. 

The red Gundam's optics flashed emerald with new life. 

Thom placed a clammy finger on the name on his broad-screened console. [color=tan][b]"...Gundam Beleth, what a monster you are,"[/b][/color] he smirked. Then a set of voices came through his speakers, a bland pop-up that said "SOUND ONLY" appeared on screen. A dignified voice first, requesting surrender. It was unfamiliar yet possessed an undeniable confidence. He wondered how Holly would respond but should have known better than that. Course, it was Martyn who spoke up first. 

Thom couldn't explain how but he[i] knew[/i] how to operate the Gundam Beleth. He closed his cockpit and the hatch hissed closed soon afterwards. He spared the idea that this Major was Martyn's "Uncle Charles". He shook his head, attempting to really pound in the placement of the Gundam's controls. [color=tan][i]Sure and my Grandpa is on the ship he flew here on,[/i][/color] he morbidly joked. 

Suddenly the ship rocked violently, Thom moved the red mobile suit to catch itself before falling face first, a red palm keeping him steady. Debris was shaken loose from above. [color=tan][b]"Crap... is it us or Gjallarhorn?"[/b][/color] he murmured. Finally after a time, Holly's voice registered. He spoke through the comms the Gundam's were using, [color=tan][b]"No way, I'm not going back,"[/b][/color] Thom replied harshly. [color=tan][b]"Normally I'd agree but I get the feeling now's our [i]only[/i] chance for freedom."[/b][/color]

Now he had something to say to Martyn, whose impulsiveness again was throwing them further into chaos. [color=tan][b]"Martyn ease up and think before blathering. Throw too much out there and you might give him a reason to capture us. I'm tired of being a prisoner because of others... We should wait for Kurt."[/b][/color] 

It was exactly after that declaration that Thom had begun to check his fuel and weaponry seriously.