#cc-5869 stone

[jakaylaharris15]

Fox stole a WHAT?? By OysterTori

Summary:

Now this is a story all about how Fox's life got flipped turned upside down And I'd like to take a minute, just sit right thereI'll tell you how Fox became the most wanted man on Coruscant.

[gobayern16]

The Person You Are Looking For Is Currently Unavailable

For Tru, who asked for  #74: "Where are you?" with any clone

Tags: Commander Thorn, CC-5869 | Stone; Headache, Memory Loss, Chip Activation, Angst

Read it on AO3 here.

Summary

Thorn doesn't know how long he lays there, but eventually the pain lessens to a manageable level, enough for him to risk opening an eye.

He's greeted by flickering lights, a broken crate, and a mountain of trash.

The Person You Are Looking For Is Currently Unavailable, 316 words

Thorn groans, hands pressed to his eyes in a vain attempt to soothe the pounding in his head.

He jerks as a loud bang sounds nearby, crying out as the pain spikes, his sharp action jostling his aching head. He stays still, hands clenching tighter, involuntary tears running down his cheeks, as he attempts to keep his brain from sloshing out of his ears.

Thorn doesn't know how long he lays there, but eventually the pain lessens to a manageable level, enough for him to risk opening an eye.

He's greeted by flickering lights, a broken crate, and a mountain of trash.

He stares at his surroundings uncomprehendingly, trying to squash his slowly rising panic.

His comm rings, shattering the uneasy silence and startling him. He moans as the pain reignites to something unbearable. He squeezes his eyes shut, viciously regulating his breathing until his head stops feeling like one wrong move will shatter it to pieces.

Once more in control of himself, he accepts the incoming comm call.

"Thorn, where are you? I've been calling you for ages!"

Stone's barely concealed worry brings Thorn's own fear and panic roaring back into focus. 

Because Thorn? Has no idea where he is.

Thorn swallows hard. “I—I don’t know where I am,” he replies. “I don’t recognize anything.” Heavy silence from the other end of the comm. Then—

“Well, kark,” Stone breathes. “That’s why I commed. I don’t know where I am either.” He laughs shakily, an edge of fear to it. “What do we do now?”

“We comm Fox. He’ll know what to do.” Thorn listens to Stone breathe, listens to the slight hitch in his exhale that he tries to hide. “I’ll comm him right now, alright? We’re gonna be okay.” 

Stone murmurs his assent, so Thorn ends their call and hits Fox’s contact. Come on, vod. Please pick up.

The comm continues to ring.