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USS Merrimack

Main Sim - Deck 2 Section 3 - Science Team

Posted by Lieutenant William B. Grey (Chief Science Officer) in Main Sim - Deck 2 Section 3 - Science Team

Posted by Gamemaster CockRoach (Gamemaster) in Main Sim - Deck 2 Section 3 - Science Team

Posted by Lieutenant William B. Grey (Chief Science Officer) in Main Sim - Deck 2 Section 3 - Science Team
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As the door opened they were welcomed by a big surprise. There lounging on one of the couches of the room was Ginger the ship’s cat. Except in this case the cat was nearly the size of a Terran tiger and was chowing down on some kind of leafy substance that scans showed was a mix of catnip and some kind of meat. The cat for the moment seemed innocent of their approach/entry lazily licking the leafy meat. But scans oddly confirmed too that the cat was now the source of the readings that had brought them here.

William stopped when he saw the enlarged feline, drooped his shoulders and sighed “That’s it. I quit” He murmured in an annoyed tone. He grabbed the communicator from his belt =^=Grey to Bridge, I’ve traced the source of the strange readings… it’s the bloo..” He paused “The cat. It’s Ginger, he’s gotten big, like tiger big and it’s eating some sort of cat food. We might need security here and whoever his veterinarian is. That is if he even has one. For now, I’m just going to do some non-invasive scans and hope his food doesn’t run out=^= He reported.

=/\= What in hell has Faith been feeding him? =/\= Glen asked rhetorically, but then realised, =/\= This is the Reality Stone again! Like the Tuna fish incident. We must be getting closer to have so many of these events. My advice would be to leave him be and stay clear. Ginger doesn’t like being disturbed when he is eating. =/\=

Turning back to his team “Alright don’t get too close, set up our scan beacons around him, also does anyone know where that food came from?” He asked “As I recall the wee taffy doesn’t eat anything anyone gives it. Unless maybe the Captain and Yeoman Hopkins”.

-Glen, CO

The NE’s nodded and gave the now large cat a wide berth as it continued to gnaw on the bones of its dinner on the couch. With the scanner pods in a circle around the room the NE’s nodded to the CSO as they activated, then hurriedly made their way out of the room again.

William opened the channel again =^=Agreed Captain, I’m going to seal off the area and keep the cat under surveillance, it’s too unpredictable to leave him with potential exits.=^= He explained then closed the communicator “Alright, let’s start sealing of this area.”

CSO

Sealing the room was easy as the door shut, a command code of locking it down would be all thats needed for now. And now with the scanners setup they could observe in more detail things going on in the room then before.

GM CockRoach

William brushed his hands together and smiled at the group Alright, you two monitor things from here” HE said pointing at NE’s Barret and Dumas “Send all sensor info directly to my Bridge Station, I want a realtime analysis if anything goes on there It might be an indicator of possible change. Then, of course, it might just be that now we have a big cat instead of a small one, which does provide some excellent possible experiments on the behavioral correlation between Wild cats and Earth Tigers or lions.” He said to his team.

CSO

The NE’s nodded, “..Aye sir. Should um…we maybe call security down here just to keep an eye on the door?” One asked.

GM CockRoach

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