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Everyone talks to me, I think, I don't know. Camera, what on earth is a camera? "Mew?" He purred his little heart out at the affection he was recieving, it was simply wonderful. If only more people would pick him up and cuddle him so thoroughly. "mew mew" His tail waved, the spines staying close together to prevent any damage he might accidentally inflict. His wings were feeling slightly sore, he was either using them too much, or not enough. He couldn't remember, nor could he remember where he was or how he got here. But currently, he didnt' care.

You wouldn't happen to be here to feed me would you? "Mew?"

Meeeow. This was wonderful. He got to go on a tour of the ship and gets to try and abandon the guards. Guards? Why were there guards?

Food? Foodopolis! "Mew!" The kitten in Tempested enjoyed the prospect of food, while the cat in Tempest enjoyed the prospect of not walking.

Oh, how I do love you mother. "Mew..."

Purring softly, Tempest nuzzled Jelena's neck affectionately.

I am a harmless little kitty. "mew." He told those guards alright.

Jelena chuckled lightly at the cat's affection, petting over Tempest as she walked. Though of course a few feet behind her trailed her own little fleet security buffs. Lord...they were going to get yelled at so much for this. Because she just simply didn't enjoy being escorted everywhere.

Of course to say the least the walk through even the halls of the envision cruiser was not normal. After all, how often was it that Jelena was seen cuddling something, and then that something being one of her Echoes? Not ever, that was the answer. So of course the little pair got quite the amount of stairs...perhaps they thought her sick...or something.

It was a casual walk, leading them to the residential part of the cruiser. Simulated a little hotel of sorts, complete with a little mall-ish like atmosphere as well. Ah technology, roomy. A stop at a little sandwich shop got Jelena something to eat and a cup of coffee which she settled down at a table one one of the observation decks with Tempest, setting him on the table, feeding him little pieces of her own food. What? She wasn't above indulging the feline in people food.

Back to talking. "You know what...I'm glad you can find your way out. Otherwise you would be locked up with the rest of them away from me. Sure, I can see them...but I can't pet them, I can't see them up close or watch them." True enough, guards were all over her project. It was quite annoying. Another scratch between his ears. "Such a smart, brave, manticore."




James was indeed quite the intimidating figure...but he was also feeling brave today. "The word to shut down Project Echo has not even been breathed among our ranks. You Commander Moira, are jumping your guns." Though the mentioning of his computer hard drive got a little covered up worried look. In no way, did he want to get James that made at him.

And he swallowed as the hold on him was tightened but kept up his brave facade. "Having ones that do strict experimental operations need to be locked down for the present time while we look into this. Just because you and Dr. Trevale are...socially involved...does not mean you can upset the security protocol because she gets upset." Or whatever it was she was. James was usually a good man to get a job done...he was being difficult right now though. "Keeping them up will only hinder investigation into the matter. Panic is hardly the word. Security is to stay at level four, and you are to keep at your own security level management. You live on Fleet but you are not the be all and end all of Fleet security." A hard look at him though. "Don't make me go get your rank pulled and you put in confinement until this is over, Commander Moira."

"Mew-ko." He coughed halfway through his mew, making the 'ko' sound. He didn't get hair balls, but he had coughing fits too occassionally to be coincidence. The little cat snuggled Jelena affectionately.

I am here for you. "Meew." Purring he continued to listen to anything she had to say. He was very intent on keeping things as they were, so he felt that maybe he should add to the conversation.

Why did you make me? "Meow mew?"

If there was a god, her name was Jelena. She fed him more food, which of course, was the best way to make him fall in love with you. The cat purred. Happy, oh yes God, I am happy. "Mew." He started patting her hands gently, his elongated claws gently brushing her skin, not catching hold. They did not seem to have the generic cat hook that most felines had.

"Mew?" More food please? Tempest wondered why he was having so much trouble talking ot her, it seemed to him that he should be able too, but he couldn't. It was like being stuck in some animal's body.

She's touching a private spot... What do I do, that is my neck... "Mew?" The collar was almost to tight for the finger's to slide through. He might have been packing on some wieght, so of course he lied about it. "Mew." I am weaing an extra coat? New... Neck line? I am too big for my collar, arn't I?

Tempest pawed Jelena's hand as she tested the collar, almost reflexively, but it was too gentle to be so. Its ok, I'll diet. "Mew?" he was lieing, he couldn't resist food, he had to eat.. .Where else did his spikes come from?

Yay, were dancing... wait, where is you hand going...

Tempest narrowed his eyes at that coffee cup. "Mew." You are trying to steal her affection away from me, arn't you, you dasterdly... thing!

New collar? Is that a good thing, well, food is good, so I guess I'll choose collar. "Mew."

"Purrr" Tempest tried to wave at Jelena, but all that happened was that his wings opened and his arms went up in down in fornt of him, like a bear balancing on a ball. "Mew."