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Post Mission "Mout Everest" - Fifth Mry

[If any of you went to the arboretum you would find Vlaska curled up under a tree and trying to sleep. Unfortunately he was having little success, what with the fact that his new friends had to fight one of his old ones. And that all he knew about his previous owner's whereabouts was that "she was safe".]

Why. have. to. fight. us... Chalice... good. people...

[The cat let out a noise halfway between a wail and a yowl before covering his face with both his paws.]

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And here would be Lucchini, having ditched her Strikers, running barefooted to find him.

She had made a quick stop in the kitchen and had a sandwich to share in hand. Tuna of course.

"Vlaska? If you don't want the company I'll leave, but... I'm sorry, that must have been hard on you." She walked up leaving the snack in it's wrapping for now, crouching near him holding out her hand a moment before gently letting it brush down his back.

[Vlaska lets out a soft purr, almost impossible to hear... but he's glad for the comfort as he looks up at Lucchini with sad kitten eyes - despite being a grown cat.]

Why... he. fight. us?.. Why.. he. change. so. much... old. Genya. would. have. let. us. help.... Would. have. brought. others. to. Chalice... would. be. friend...but..

"I don't know. I really don't." She sits next to him. She continued to pet him. "Maybe we'll find him again, and we can ask him. Maybe the two of you can still be friends."

[Now that she was closer to the ground Claska could scoot closer and lay his crawl onto her lap, letting out a more relaxed purr.]

Maybe...

She gave a faint smile leaning back against the tree. "You know normally I nap in the trees not on the ground..." She didn't have the strength to climb up though.

"You hungry? It's not much, but thought we could at least share it." She held up the sandwich. "I have to replenish the energy I used out there."

[At that Vlaska proceeded to smell the sammich. His ears perked happily.]

Tuna?

[You could feel a faint happiness from him.]

[She nodded unwrapping it taking off half the bread for him setting it on the wrapper.]

I thought tuna would help perk you up some. And it's one of my favorites. Grew up on sea food you know.

[She smiled at him petting him with her free hand as she nibbled at her half]

[And Vlaska has been cheered up some by the promise of tuna!]

Thank. You!

[He purrs happily before chowing down on the half provided before him. It soon looks as if his attitude had done a 180 from sad to happy-nomnom.]

You're welcome. [She leaned back more against the tree so that if she did fall asleep she would at least wouldn't fall over.]

*Herb slowly closes in while waving white flag. This time he stops outside of touching (or clawing) distance though.*

Kitty, you alright? Truce for today?

I'm even bringing you pancake. It got chocolate topping on it.

*He slowly pushes a plate of pancake like it's some sort of religious offering.*

[Vlaska went from sad and tired to relatively annoyed.]

Can't. eat. chocolate.

[There was a russian word that followed. It was.... untranslatable. But somehow one would believe that it was.... very unflattering. For a person that likes cats Herb you should've known that they experience severe allergic reactions to chocolate when eating it.]

Just.. leave. me. alone.

[He shifts his position 90 degrees away from Herb, looking awaaaaay from the offending pancake of DEATH and it's bearer.]

*Guess there's a reason why Herb shouldn't have a cat.*

"How sad. But that's more the kitty that I know." *Herb says as he eat the pancake. He crouches at his place, eating the pancake but not getting closer to Vlaska.*

"Who is that guy, Vlaska? Was he your owner?"

Genya... was. friend. he. fought. with. Vlaska. and. friends.... like.... crew. like. you. and. Werr. Ter... Genya. not. owner.

[Though it was doubtful that Herb could hear it, Vlaska lets out the cat equivalent of a sad sigh.]

*chew chew* So... what happened? How did you got separated? Did you got lost?

Bad. Men. Attack. Home... kill. Owner.'s. Father...

Owner's. Father. One. who. make. Vlaska. can. think. and. talk.

[Vlaska pauses, as if trying to recollect everything... but given that he's a CAT it's not entirely there.]

Was. Lots. Yelling. Noise. Fighting. Genya. and. others. kill. Bad. Men. but. say. will. save. world... do. not. need... bad. men.

[Odd. Why would Vlaska's friends have worked with 'Bad guys'?]

[Samus had been in the hangar fixing stuff instead of the Arboretum for once, but she heard the other mechanics talking about last mission. From there, she heads straight to where Vlaska is]

[When she arrives, she simply approaches and sits down near the cat. He'll probably want first word, to explain what just happened]

Sa. mus?

[Vlaska slowly gets to his paws... and promptly proceeded to stumble around drunkenly. Using Slava's Svet system took a lot out of him, and between the emotional stress and the rattling around from the fight his balance was not the best.]

Found... friend... but. not.. happy. to. see. Vlaska... fought. crew...

[Vlaska proceeded to make his way gingerly to Samus before butting his head lightly to her ankle.]

[Seeing Vlaska so tired, Samus softly picks him up and lays him on her own legs, brushing him comfortingly. The scene is really kind of heartwarming]

Did he say why he was fighting?

No.. he. say...can't. tell. Vlaska. anything. because. I... with. Chalice... he. say. don't. want. fight. Vlaska.. but. will. because. Chalice enemy... everyone. enemy...

[At this Vlaska sounded quite frustrated and squirmed slightly.]

No. one. tell. Vlaska. anything. No. one. but. Natasha... because. Vlaska. stupid.

[At that Samus frowns]

One who cannot even speak his reasons is likely to not have good ones.

[She looks straight at the cat, forceful]You are not the stupid one here, Vlaska. Please remember that.

[Vlaska shies away a little... as best as he can on Samus's lap anyway.]

Will. try... but... just.. wish. could. know. why...

[Yeah, Samus does not take very well people making her friends feel bad. The fact Vlaska would not want it is probably all that currently stands between Genya and being punched across a room]

[She brushes Vlaska supportively]

We will know. He can tell us, or we will find out. You have my word on that.

[Vlaska nods tiredly, slowly beginning to fall asleep on Samus. A small yawn was all he could reply with as he was too tired to form words.]

[Samus is going to let him do that, brushing him calmingly, a wordless assurance that she is there, letting him nap and rest on her.

Yes, she was fixing stuff running against the clock. But right now, it's a matter of priorities]

Because people can be really, really stupid some times.

I know it's not exactly the answer you want to hear but it's true.

Everyone. Stupid... always. used. to. hear. Stupid. Cat. Stupid. Girl. Stupid. Twins...

[The cat seems to remain low on the ground.]

Was. Bad. people. who. said. bad. people. who. make. Genya. Natasha. all. friends. angry.... bad. people. stupid... Vlaska. wish... not. stupid. wish...was smarter. know. how. make. friends. come. back.

[Hearing and processing all of that, Kei just sighs and settles down next to Vlaska, petting him.]

Hey, you're a talking cat. That's pretty smart. And you can pilot a machine too.

Things are just horribly complicated. In a way, I suppose the Getter pilots have it easy. Kill bad guys, and consider anyone assimilated by them dead and asking for a mercy kill.

But he's still alive, right? He's a bit of a dick but things could still work out.

[Vlaska lets out a tired and untranslatable meow before speaking again.]

Not. good. at. those. things. hard. things.... but. Vlaska. try.

[He purrs softly as Kei pet him. But honestly he wished things were as simple for him as they were for her.]

[Have some more petting, and scratching behind your ear, Vlaska.]

You're plenty good at those things. Just keep working at it and don't think this is the end.

[Vlaska let out a rumbling purr and relaxed under Kei's pets and scratches. A barely understandable 'okay' could be heard from the collar as it seemed to find it difficult to translate that under the multitude of relaxed rumblings from the cat.]

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