Here kitty, kitty...

Posted on Wed May 23rd, 2018 @ 9:17pm by Lieutenant Commander T'Pral Jordan

Mission: Curing the Black Blood
Location: T'Pral's Quarters
Timeline: Current

T'Pral sat in her quarters, feeling the darkness ever so slowly taking control. She had been released from Sickbay but had been confined to her quarters as a safety concern. Her meditations seemed to have less of an effect every time. The lights were off with Vulcan meditation candles and the planet in orbit providing the only light in the room. She hated being trapped aboard the ship. Despite being aboard a Nebula Class Refit ship, she felt the ship closing in around her. She closed her eyes as she felt another wave of frustration overcome her. 'They don't trust you,' she thought.

'No, they do trust me,' she continued to debate, wondering if it wasn't indeed the blackness she was debating with. Was it in someway sentient?

'Then why are you confined to quarters like a prisoner?' she felt the anger and frustration grow within her.

'It is for the safety of the ship,' she thought to herself.

'Bullshit! They're afraid of you! Perhaps they should be.'

T'Pral opened her eyes. Her ears picked up the breathing of something else in her quarters. She turned to seem a large shadowy cat figure the size of a human lion. It's eyes glowed yellow as it let out a growl. T'Pral slowly grinned at the shadowy Sehlat Cat.

The doors to her quarters opened as the guard stepped through. "Lieutenant? I thought I heard an animal..." The man's words were drowned out by his screams as the Sehlat Cat pounced, it's claws, slashing the man's throat, silencing his screams.

"Good kitty," T'Pral smiled as she exited her quarters with the Sehlat cat walking next to her. Inwardly she was appalled at the guard's death but outwardly, she only had a sinister grin as she walked down the corridor.

 

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