Jackie Clawson
Combatant Kitty's
Killer Kitty!
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Jackie barely slept through the night, having spent most of it wondering a variety of things, from what happened in the last 3 days to what happened on day 3, to the conversations she’d had with several of the Klingons, to her trying to sort the problem out with K’Vok and even trying to count how much bloodwine she’d drank last night alone. How the past few days have made her feel really, despite all that had happened. Part of her didn't really want to leave, she was tempted to ask K'Hare if she could join KDB and train with them there, but she knew she would have to go back to the Horizon and take over Task Force 58. She’d been surprised at how little work related to the Horizon she’d done over the last few days, she hadn’t even had a lot of thoughts about her ship, or the Task Force in the last few days. ‘well gee.. wonder why?’ she dryly thought to herself as she pinned her fighter’s insignia to her uniform before leaving her quarters for the last time and heading off to the wall of honour to pick up the blade K’Hare had given her. Hefting the blade up she swung it around and held it by her side with one hand as she made a move towards the promenade. ‘speaking of which…how exactly are you gonna get home…?’ she asked herself, ‘Horizon’s not exactly…here. ‘ she blinked lightly, ‘well I’m sure someone can give you a lift….just so long as it ain’t Ta’pez or K’Vok…’ she thought. The Caitian clicked her tongue against her teeth before moving on. The Promenade was familiar now to her, this was where she met Lt Chadwick after all…and she’s not seen him since the incident the night before; but she knew he wasn’t pleased. She knew he was disappointed, but Jackie wasn’t sure if she should confront him now or let him steam a little and talk things out later on. Try to explain it to him why she did what she did, once she figured it out herself in full and provided Starfleet hadn’t caught up with her and made a bigger deal out of her involvement into last night’s ‘skirmish’. Jackie wasn’t too worried about loosing her commission or anything of that sort; she knew what she did was right at the time, and she’d stand by her actions either way. And there was someone else she had to talk to, the Catnapper…Part of her needed to thank him for making her come here, part or her wanted to slap him, part of her wanted to make sure he was okay after last night’s events. She wasn’t quite sure where he was even now… She shifted her blade from one hand to the other, and then her eyes narrowed as she spotted a familiar figure in the distance. Quickening her step, Jackie made her way over to the male who seemed quite lost in thoughts. “Lots on your mind?” she asked her tone soft, yet carrying a note of concern for the man just from that single phrase the Caitian spoke.
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