[008; on the asking for kitty chow - private video and spam for the halls]

[unweeping_willow]

Pivate to the admiral: [

Willow's a little fidgety about asking the admiral for anything; for the last month, she's been mostly feeding Madame Smudge little scraps from the meals - but the kitty is fast growing up, and it's not going to be enough.

So, with some trepidation, she uses her com to ask: I... need food; Just... for the kitten? Enough for every day.
 

Spam for the hallways, and whoever wants it:

[Willow's pretty much just wandering at this point, trying to calm her nerves over actually having asked for something; Madame Smudge - currently splayed held in her arms, head splayed across her breasts - certainly looks satisfied enough, though; and that's some small comfort.

Still, it's not quite enough - and she hopes a walk will calm her down.]

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Spam

[darknessb4me]

[Arthas has his hood up but you still can't really miss someone that takes up half the hallway with bulky armor.

At first he just fixes Willow with a level stare, then rolls his eyes at the cat.]

You know you'll live forever and it won't, don't you?

[hourglass_twin]

[Raistlin was in the common room, reading a book. Rabbit, his rabbit, was dancing around on the floor in front of him as he kept an idle eye on her, making sure she didn't stray too far. Though he kept a casual look of disinterest, the disinterest couldn't be entirely real seeing as he, on noticing Rabbit's rambunctious mood, decided to give her somewhere a little more spacious to hop about. When he noticed Willow enter the room holding a cat, his attention was drawn a little bit more toward her.]

[Spam]

[substandard_parts]

[Lore is going one way down the corridor- he's not been out much, because he knows there's only so long he can repress an emotional reaction. But he's out today, hoping to find some warden that he can weasel access to the supply out of.

He sees the sad girl with a kitten, though, and his gait slows, tucking his hands behind his back. He's not wearing a Starfleet uniform, but he's managed to make something less, ah... Borg-like than what he came in with.]

Greetings. [Oh, how he hates that version of hello It's so boring!] I believe we spoke on the network.