Ten Forward: Replicator Fun

[forestwater]

"Cheese arrow."

The replicator pops out another arrow. Well. Another cheese arrow.

Lets be honest, Amadahy was an outdoor soul and he'd been trapped inside for some time now. Inside this strange ship, talking to stranger people and then he took an observer role. Watch, wait, see what was going on.

Fire arrows made of cheese at the windows for the sole amusement of cheese arrows.

Honestly, this replicator had made some interesting things for the sake of the elf's amusement. Sera would have been amused, but he'd found he favored these. They flew a good distance and stuck to the windows when pulled back enough.

This cheese arrow though was one for him to eat as he moves to sit down at one of the tables in Ten Forward, looking out at the stars.

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[so_vain]

The best thing about Ten Forward was people giving Cat food. They didn't usually know they were giving him their food, but as far as Cat was concerned, if you didn't take care of your food, it was his.

He could smell the cheese when he entered, and made a bee-line for it. "Cheese!" he said, not caring what shape it was. He reached out to take it.

[forestwater]

Amadahy startled at the sudden shout of Cheese and he turns easily, lifting the arrow up over his head. He squints at Cat suspiciously then grins.

"You want the cheese? I can make this hard on you, could fire it straight across the room.."

HE thought about it, he really did...

[so_vain]

Cat's eyes lit up. "So I can chase it? That would be fun."

[forestwater]

Well, well. This would make things more amusing at least. Amadahy's smile was quick to his face as he stands, picking up his bow.

"If that is what you would like. I can do that."

It would be more amusing than staring at the stars as he often was doing. He has to be careful about the arrow but he manages to get it ready.

"Alright, fetch."

And pow the cheese arrow went flying.

[so_vain]

Boy was that the wrong thing to say.

Cat gave him an incredulous look. "What do you think I am, a dog?" A moment ago he had been quite happy about the idea of running after it, but the trouble with cats is that they're fickle. And Cat was just the same.

[forestwater]

"No, but I do think you're strange." Amadahy shrugs. "Fetching it wasn't out of the realm of possibility. But you can just eat it if you want. I can make a different one at the replicator. You like any thing specific?"

He was amicable. Come now, he dealt with people like Sera and Cole on a daily basis and don't get him started on people outside of the Inquisition he had to deal with.

[so_vain]

Cat didn't care what anyone thought of him. He knew he was cool and no else's opinion mattered.

"Can you make a cheese mouse?" The cheese arrow was fun, but a cheese mouse would be like having a real mouse, only made of cheese.

[forestwater]

Amadahy shrugs and sets his bow aside again. "Sure, I bet I could make that. Come on."

He motions for Cat to follow, strolling casually to one of the replicators. "Com-Pew-Tor, cheese mouse."

And out it came and he plucks it out, looking it over. "Wow, it actually is pretty accurate...Anyway, what is your name?"

[so_vain]

"A mouse!" Cat's eyes lit up as he took it. But he didn't eat it, he threw it up in the air and caught it. "Too slow, mouse." It had been a while since he'd played with his food, but he was in just the mood for it. The person who'd give it to him was all but forgotten with the excitement of a cheese mouse.

[forestwater]

Okay so this person apparently thought they were a cat. That was the most Amadahy could glean from what was going on with the man. He tilts his head, watching, then turns to return to his seat.

He could watch Cat until the man.. .. person.. got bored and perhaps he would then be able to talk. Otherwise, he could just relax for awhile, satisfied that his shenanigans had pleased someone.

[so_vain]

Cat happily played with the mouse for a while, throwing it around, sometimes not catching it and pretending it had escaped - but only for a short time until Cat picked it up off the floor. Eventually, he ate it.

"Nice mouse." He took out a patterned handkerchief, which matched his suit, to wipe his fingers on.