1Lt Arturo Maxwell - The Ships Cat

[Iain Turnbull]

((08-0105, Octavia E Butler))

Milly wasn't at home, and Nessie was snoring her little head off on the sofa.

Retreiving a coffee from the replicator, Max gently sat on the sofa and softly ran his free hand along Nessie's side. The silver tabby mewled quietly in her sleep, twisting slightly so that she was flat on her back. Taking a sip of his coffee, Max glanced about the living area. Apart from the soft snoring beside him, his quarters were suspiciously quiet.

Slowly standing, Max went and checked his bedroom before poking his head through Milly's door. Stalking slowly around the main living area again, he gave a light sigh and tapped his commbadge.

Dad: =/\= Maxwell tae Sickbay. Don't suppose you've seen my cat have ye? =/\=

The line came back almost instantly, and the voice of Dr Toz sounded.

Toz: =/\= Would that be a ginger colored Tom? 

Maxwell: =/\= Aye, that's the lad. =/\=

Toz: =/\= Well, he’s laying here playing with what looks like a mouse. On my  desk. Happily. ::laughing:: Take your time, Max. He’s safe and healthy. =/\=

With his first hunch being correct, he wasn't at all surprised it was Toz that had answered. Getting out and going wandering seemed to be the new thing for Haggis, and he certainly had his favoured folks in the different areas he managed to find his way into. So far he thankfully hadn't found Haggis – or his daughter for that matter – in the Captains Ready Room.

Maxwell: =/\= Cheers doc. I'll be down in a few. =/\=

Returning his near fresh coffee to the replicator, Max set off out of the door once again.

((Sickbay))

Max strode into sickbay and cast his eyes around at the gentle busyness of a fairly quiet sickbay. Weaving his way around those personnel that were on duty Max closed in on the desk where Dr Toz was sat, and where a boisterous ginger tomcat was rolling back and forth as he played with his favourite mouse toy.

Maxwell: Hey doc. ::Reaching across the desk to fuss Haggis.:: Hey big guy.

Haggis rolled, and jumped up.

Forgetting his mouse for a second he reached up with a paw to bat gently at his human dads face. He began to purr as Max stroked him.

Toz: Response

Max bent down to retreive some scattered PADD's from the floor, which he brandished with a grin.

Maxwell: See the lad's made himself at hame.

Toz: Response

Shaking his head, Max put the PADD's onto the desk.

Maxwell: I've nae idea how he keeps getting out ae my quarters. ::A glance at Haggis.:: If I didnae know any better I'd say the computer was in on it.

Toz: Response

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1st Lieutenant Arturo Maxwell.

Marine Officer, 4/73 Marines.

USS Octavia E Butler: NCC-82850.

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