New Arrival! [open to everyone left behind]

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For all the strangeness found in Stacy, it was made only more surreal by the latest addition. There, wandering the halls as if it owned the ship, was a cat. Not a telepathic supercat, and not a giant tiger, ready to pounce upon its prey (though she liked to think she was). Just a normal tabby with a pink collar, wandering around without a care.

Well, maybe one care. She whined for her master as she traveled, wondering where he could be. She'd only just arrived, having slid out of a pod quite by accident, and now was quickly on her way to getting lost.

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Of course, if Vision cared to look, he'd probably spot the "If lost, please return to Lieutenant Commander Data, Deck 2, Room 3653" part on Spot's tag.

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He would, but it wouldn't really help. Stacy didn't come with numbered doors, and Vision wasn't familiar with Lieutenant Commander Data either (although he would quickly agree that he had excellent taste in pets).

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Spot had to concur with Vision's assessment of Data. Now much more comfortable, Spot made a show of plopping down, closing her eyes, and letting loose a low and steady purr.

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Vision chuckled a bit and kept petting Spot. Eventually, he'd have to continue onto the labs.

Eventually.

In the meantime though, it was very difficult to convince himself to uproot a clearly happy cat.

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Spot was perfectly content right where she was. She had no intention of moving just yet.