DECK 10; SECTION 1: TEN FORWARD

[ships_counselor]

The look of Deanna Troi's table is worrying.

Maybe not to the untrained eye, of course. There is no screaming. There is no bleeding. There is no fighting, or crying, or deep distress. In fact, Deanna Troi, herself, is currently sitting at a table, one forearm resting on the table, the other balanced on an elbow, so her chin can rest in the palm of her hand, while she studies a PADD flat on the table in front of her.

Next to it, though, is a small bowl of chocolate ice cream.

That looks to have melted a while ago without her noticing.

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[reincarnshaman]

Unusually, the cat's emotions are a little bit more complex than would be found in ordinary animals. She also appears to be psychically linked to Trever somehow.

Veena hung in that limp noodle way that cats do where it's very easy for them to ooze out of the grip of the person holding them.

"Or eat it," he muttered in annoyance. "She's been investigating everything since we showed up. It's impossible to keep track of her half the time."

This is actually a lie. It doesn't show physically on him, he's pretty good there, but there's the calculated emotional feeling - a lie he's prepared and been using for some time now; probably as long as he's been on the ship.

Not every accidental kitty investigation has been "accidental".

[ships_counselor]

Deanna nods, letting him say that which he wishes. It's not a need she has to correct. "That doesn't sound too bad."

There's a faintly amused smile. "So long as she manages to stay out from under our Security Chief's feet."

[reincarnshaman]

"That would be the guy with the funny ridges on his face, wouldn't it?" Trever asked. "I think she followed him around for a day."

[ships_counselor]

"Liutent Worf, yes," Deanna supplied for him.

Though her smile turned slightly amused, "He must have loved that."

[reincarnshaman]

"She's very good at hiding so he probably spent most of his time looking over his shoulder being certain that someone was following him but couldn't figure out who." He scratches Veena's ears. "She's excellent at making people paranoid."

[ships_counselor]

"I wouldn't suggest that you continue to allow her to do that." Antagonizing the Security Cheif is never a good step. Especially when he's one of the people who has to constantly be aware of the danger and complication all of these people present to the Enterprise and her crew. "It would be a good way to have her access to remaining outside of room limited more closely."

[reincarnshaman]

"It would be, yeah. I do agree with that. Except there's one slight problem." He glanced down at Veena.

"Show the nice lady your trick."

Veena stretches out on the table almost insolently before vanishing.

She then reappeared on Trever's shoulder.

"She can teleport."