[Video locked to Loki] (backdated to Tuesday? - post military meeting)

[buckingauthority]

Something's wrong. The pain is back. [She's sitting down, rubbing at her knee with a frown.] Whatever you did, I think it wore off.

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[buckingauthority]

[She sits up, wiping sleep from her eyes and sees the black cat sitting at the edge of her bed.]

Hey there, little pal. Where did you come from?

[She's always had a soft spot for strays, so she holds out her hand, making a chirping noises and clicking her fingers. She doesn't think about Loki, as far as she's concerned, it's just a domesticated animal seeking some shelter and human companionship.]

You got a family? Someone taking care of you?

[sorcerous]

[ That's all right with him; if he'd wanted to directly apologize, he would have. No, he's just here to make up for it, a little bit. Just a little bit.

He hops up on the bed and kneads his claws into the fabric, purring. Not quite deigning to let her pet him, yet. ]

[buckingauthority]

Not too sure about me, huh? Well, I guess I don't blame you.

[She watches the cat getting acquainted with her bed, even if he's not in petting mode yet.]

I'm not that easy to get along with.

[Frak, was she really talking to a cat? She laid back down against her pillow, covering her eyes for a while. She needed to get a grip. To focus on what she really wanted. Give herself a mission to carry out. If she found her Viper, maybe she could leave. Even if she'd said she'd use it to patrol, would anyone blame her if she tried to get back to those who really needed her?]

[sorcerous]

[ He's missed taking this sort of form. The world is so much larger, and simple things, like folds in blankets, become playgrounds, mysterious depths full of opportunity.

He crouches down, tail swishing, and then leaps, pouncing on one of said folds. He might prick her skin a bit with his claws, though he's not sure she'll get his point: that he's hard to get along with too. Harder, even. ]

[buckingauthority]

Okay, so you're a warrior cat. A hunter. Ouch, careful.

[She chuckles, trying to lift his claws away from her leg, the one that's hurting. She risks a scratch and tickles him under his jaw.]

[sorcerous]

[ His eyes close in pleasure, and his purr rumbles in his throat. Leans into it, letting her scratch his cheek, padding closer and turning so she could get behind his ears. ]

[buckingauthority]

[Encouraged by his acceptance, she scratches him more boldly behind his ears, lavishing lots of attention on him. Animals are so much easier than people, she decides. Less annoyingly hard to figure out.]

You like that?

[sorcerous]

[ He'd forgotten how good this felt, too. His purring is half-drunken, and he almost tips over onto her, only barely catching himself. ]

[buckingauthority]

[She laughs, amused by the cat's antics.]

Ha! Well, there's plenty more where that came from.

[The stroking and scratching behind the ears and under the jaw continues. Starbuck's expression grows pensive after a while, her mind drifting back to the Galactica. They weren't allowed pets onboard. She wondered if the Old Man and Lee were still looking for her. Had they given up? She shakes her head, trying to clear away her thoughts and smiles down at the cat again, rubbing his head.]

Stick around and I might be able to score something for you to eat, later.

[sorcerous]

[ Oh, he's planning to stay. He plants himself right down next to her, shifts to get comfortable, and then snuggles close. At any rate, this will be a softer place to sleep than the cave. ]