His cat was rubbing against his had making reading his current PaDD quite difficult. “Okay okay.” He said putting it down, ” I’ll feed you now.”

He replicated some tuna chunks and placed it on the floor. The cat tucked in with gusto.

Davon managed to get sat down again and picked up his PaDD it was not anything interesting just the footnotes from a security conference on DS9. Some interesting ideas had come out from the conference, ideas from preventing terrorism to stopping smugglers to black market surveillance.

He took a sip of his coffee. He’d look at the crowd control notes later on right now he wanted to go to the holo deck and practice some target and combat drills.

CoS