Jett, your friendly medic!

” My officer can kiss it, I’m outside your medical cubicle thing.

"The door is unlocked Nate, hurry up, I don't wanna be seen harbourin a criminal or whatever..."' /lhaff

‘ Aww my little fetus! How has your job been treating you? ‘ Nate smirked, walking over and ruffling his hair.

"I ain't a fetus- whatever. My hair, gee Nate!" Jett swiped at his hand, rolling his eyes, but smiling. "M fine, paperworks killing me though..."

Nate smirked, leaning up against a wall. ‘ Why do that boring shit? Come hangout with me! ‘

"Man, y'know I gotta work.." Jett grinned anyways. "Whatcha thinking bout doin?"

Nate leaned forward ‘ Throwin’ some shit at some of those stuck up higher-ups ‘

Jett hummed noncommittally. "Like who? Y'know I'll get in trouble if we get caught. Sides. Whatcha even throwin??"

‘ You’ll get in trouble. ‘ Nate emphasizes, ‘ N mashed potatoes. Come on! It’ll put em in their place! ‘

“Yeah yeah…if we get caught.” Jett said with a grin.

"NOT enough of a warning, give me like ten minutes next time!! Geez how did you even sneak the note in-"

“ my ass.

"Ew. Remind me to never pick somethin up from ya again without gloves."

” It’s a joke Kier! Lighten up a little will ya? The military has made you too tense.

"Still, ew Nate. Sides, m lightened up. I'm lettin ya in here aint I?"

” Like you ever had a choice

"Whazzat supposed t mean??"

” My officer can kiss it, I’m outside your medical cubicle thing.

"The door is unlocked Nate, hurry up, I don't wanna be seen harbourin a criminal or whatever..."' /lhaff

‘ Aww my little fetus! How has your job been treating you? ‘ Nate smirked, walking over and ruffling his hair.

"I ain't a fetus- whatever. My hair, gee Nate!" Jett swiped at his hand, rolling his eyes, but smiling. "M fine, paperworks killing me though..."

Nate smirked, leaning up against a wall. ‘ Why do that boring shit? Come hangout with me! ‘

"Man, y'know I gotta work.." Jett grinned anyways. "Whatcha thinking bout doin?"

Nate leaned forward ‘ Throwin’ some shit at some of those stuck up higher-ups ‘

Jett hummed noncommittally. "Like who? Y'know I'll get in trouble if we get caught. Sides. Whatcha even throwin??"

"NOT enough of a warning, give me like ten minutes next time!! Geez how did you even sneak the note in-"

“ my ass.

"Ew. Remind me to never pick somethin up from ya again without gloves."

” It’s a joke Kier! Lighten up a little will ya? The military has made you too tense.

"Still, ew Nate. Sides, m lightened up. I'm lettin ya in here aint I?"

” My officer can kiss it, I’m outside your medical cubicle thing.

"The door is unlocked Nate, hurry up, I don't wanna be seen harbourin a criminal or whatever..."' /lhaff

‘ Aww my little fetus! How has your job been treating you? ‘ Nate smirked, walking over and ruffling his hair.

"I ain't a fetus- whatever. My hair, gee Nate!" Jett swiped at his hand, rolling his eyes, but smiling. "M fine, paperworks killing me though..."

Nate smirked, leaning up against a wall. ‘ Why do that boring shit? Come hangout with me! ‘

"Man, y'know I gotta work.." Jett grinned anyways. "Whatcha thinking bout doin?"

"NOT enough of a warning, give me like ten minutes next time!! Geez how did you even sneak the note in-"

“ my ass.

"Ew. Remind me to never pick somethin up from ya again without gloves."

In the medical cupboard, the meowing gets very loud and obvious, scratching at the door. "Mrrrooowww!"

"Mew!" The cat meows back, reaching out for Jett's scrubs, claws out to attach onto the fabric.

"Mrowwwwuhh!" He exclaims and wriggles, trying to grab on again. "Mrrrow.." The grey ragdoll complains, squirming in Jett's grasp.

“Yeah yeah, I know kitty. Don’t wanna be here neither.” Jett held the cat away from him and started walking the halls with the cat, trying to find someone he could dump the cat on for now, at least until he could pick it back up again.

"Mrrrroww...!" He growls out, tail flicking and mouth chomping down onto Jett's hand. "Mrrr..." The cat complains, eyes squinting at Jett.

The cat jumps up onto his shoulder, then looks around and stays in his place, tail dangling off Jett's shoulder. "Mrow.."

"You can be 505's cat, least until I can find a proper place f'ya." Jett pet the cat absently as he reviewed his files. "Need a good name f ya. Can't just call y cat.."

As Jett flicks through the files, the cat leans down and swats at one of them, meowing loudly. "Mrow- mrrrow!" He meows out and scratches at it, the file reading "LT ELLWYN ROSS"

The cat meows loudly and paws at Jett's cheek, distracting him. "Mrowww!" He protests and tries to grab onto the files again.

“Oww! Geez, cat..” Jett picked up the file, and tucked the cat under his arm. “What is up with it??”

He just keeps meowing loudly, trying to open the file. "Mrrrrow!"

“We do NOT go snoopin in people’s files, cat.” Jett said sternly, but opened the file on the desk anyways. “What’s up with it?? Got catnip in there or somethin?”

The cat rubs his face against the photo, purring softly and looking at Jett, waiting to see if it's clicks or not.

"Mrrowww!" He agrees and wriggles to the floor, trotting off to the break room, trying to push open the fridge with his muzzle, but moving to his paws when thaf fails.

“Gee, sorry there lieutenant..” Jett opens the door for him politely. “Caint you uh. Shift back sir?”

Ellwyn looks inside the fridge for a couple seconds, then paws at a can of Tuna in the back. "Mrrooww?"

“Oh alright.” Jett pulled out the can and popped the tab open for Ellwyn, setting it on the ground.

Ellwyn quickly adjusts the can and gets to eating, crouched down and munching on the tuna inside. "Mrrgh.. Nomnomnom.." Ellwyn downs the container, looking up at Jett with a little bit of tuna on his chin.

"Mrrr.." He grumbles and nudges the can away, grabbing a bottle in his mouth and then pawing at an empty dinner bowl. "Meow?"

“Yessir…” Jett grinned, uncapped the bottle and poured it into the bowl. “Gee sir, I ain’t never heard of no one who could do this..real cool!”

Ellwyn just glares at Jett, then moves to drink the water quietly, his chin cleaned up now.

“Sorry sir, real sorry.” Jett sat on top of the counter, watching the cat. “s’true though, ain’t never met someone who can do that!”

Ellwyn climbs onto Jett's shoulder, kind of just.. laying there like a child. "Mrrr..." He wriggles and gets down again, jumping off the counter with a grunt and looking around for something.

Ellwyn walks around a little, then jumps on the coffee table, nudging at a bottle cap. He quickly goes into a more playful feel, flicking it around and chasing it like a mouse.

“I can getcha like. A laser pointer, sir. Pfft.” Jett hummed a little, smiling. He flicked the bottle cap back towards Ellwyn when it got too far, leaned back against the desk.

Ellwyn just happily swats the cap around, flicking it too far every few swats. "Mrrr!" He runs towards the bottle cap and slides on the linoleum, almost hitting a chair.

“Oh-“ Jett reached down quick, blocking Ellwyn from the chair with his arm. “Watch out sir!”

He thumps into Jetts arm and just keeps playing, running around for a while before it flicks under the lounge in the break room. "Mowwww.." He whines and looks at Jett.

“Man..” Jett hopped off his seat, going to peak under the lounge. “I dunno if I can reach that?? Sorry sir.”

Ellwyn lies on the floor and wiggles his paws under the lounge, then adjusts his angle and keeps trying to reach it.

Jett lies down next to Ellwyn, reaching under the lounge. “Maybe we gotta stick somewhere? Hm maybe we can get someone..”

Ellwyn meows loudly and paws at Jett's hand, tail swaying slowly. "Mrroowwww!"

“Gee gee alright, cmon sir.” Jett glanced around for something that could help. “Would work if we got a pool table in here or somethin..”

Ellwyn meows again, swatting at Jett. "Mrrrrow!" He sounds like a protest meow, eyes squinted in annoyance at Jett.

"Yea yea I know!" Jett glanced around for the stick, and nudged the cap out from under the couch. "Gee sir.."

"Mrow!" He happily meows and reaches for it, immediately sliding it across the tiles.

Jett yawns a little bit, puts the stick back and watches Ellwyn. "Careful sir, I don't wanna save y'cap again." He calls

After a short while, Ellwyn is back to his human form and holding the pool stick and playfully jabbing Jett with it as he walks back to the common room to return the pool stick. "You up for a game, Jett?" He asks and grabs a few of the balls from the net, bringing them up to the board.

"Ahh, that's fine. Y' can watch." He shrugs and walks around the table, the balls now all on the table, and he positions them in the triangle. "Take a seat if you're not too busy." He shrugs again, positioning himself with the stick and leaning down on the table. Jett could swear he saw his tongue poke out from under the gaiter.

"Yessir, I aint busy!" Jett grinned to himself, settling himself down and watching interestedly

” My officer can kiss it, I’m outside your medical cubicle thing.

"The door is unlocked Nate, hurry up, I don't wanna be seen harbourin a criminal or whatever..."' /lhaff

‘ Aww my little fetus! How has your job been treating you? ‘ Nate smirked, walking over and ruffling his hair.

"I ain't a fetus- whatever. My hair, gee Nate!" Jett swiped at his hand, rolling his eyes, but smiling. "M fine, paperworks killing me though..."

"NOT enough of a warning, give me like ten minutes next time!! Geez how did you even sneak the note in-"

” My officer can kiss it, I’m outside your medical cubicle thing.

"The door is unlocked Nate, hurry up, I don't wanna be seen harbourin a criminal or whatever..."' /lhaff

In the medical cupboard, the meowing gets very loud and obvious, scratching at the door. "Mrrrooowww!"

"Mew!" The cat meows back, reaching out for Jett's scrubs, claws out to attach onto the fabric.

"Mrowwwwuhh!" He exclaims and wriggles, trying to grab on again. "Mrrrow.." The grey ragdoll complains, squirming in Jett's grasp.

“Yeah yeah, I know kitty. Don’t wanna be here neither.” Jett held the cat away from him and started walking the halls with the cat, trying to find someone he could dump the cat on for now, at least until he could pick it back up again.

"Mrrrroww...!" He growls out, tail flicking and mouth chomping down onto Jett's hand. "Mrrr..." The cat complains, eyes squinting at Jett.

The cat jumps up onto his shoulder, then looks around and stays in his place, tail dangling off Jett's shoulder. "Mrow.."

"You can be 505's cat, least until I can find a proper place f'ya." Jett pet the cat absently as he reviewed his files. "Need a good name f ya. Can't just call y cat.."

As Jett flicks through the files, the cat leans down and swats at one of them, meowing loudly. "Mrow- mrrrow!" He meows out and scratches at it, the file reading "LT ELLWYN ROSS"

The cat meows loudly and paws at Jett's cheek, distracting him. "Mrowww!" He protests and tries to grab onto the files again.

“Oww! Geez, cat..” Jett picked up the file, and tucked the cat under his arm. “What is up with it??”

He just keeps meowing loudly, trying to open the file. "Mrrrrow!"

“We do NOT go snoopin in people’s files, cat.” Jett said sternly, but opened the file on the desk anyways. “What’s up with it?? Got catnip in there or somethin?”

The cat rubs his face against the photo, purring softly and looking at Jett, waiting to see if it's clicks or not.

"Mrrowww!" He agrees and wriggles to the floor, trotting off to the break room, trying to push open the fridge with his muzzle, but moving to his paws when thaf fails.

“Gee, sorry there lieutenant..” Jett opens the door for him politely. “Caint you uh. Shift back sir?”

Ellwyn looks inside the fridge for a couple seconds, then paws at a can of Tuna in the back. "Mrrooww?"

“Oh alright.” Jett pulled out the can and popped the tab open for Ellwyn, setting it on the ground.

Ellwyn quickly adjusts the can and gets to eating, crouched down and munching on the tuna inside. "Mrrgh.. Nomnomnom.." Ellwyn downs the container, looking up at Jett with a little bit of tuna on his chin.

"Mrrr.." He grumbles and nudges the can away, grabbing a bottle in his mouth and then pawing at an empty dinner bowl. "Meow?"

“Yessir…” Jett grinned, uncapped the bottle and poured it into the bowl. “Gee sir, I ain’t never heard of no one who could do this..real cool!”

Ellwyn just glares at Jett, then moves to drink the water quietly, his chin cleaned up now.

“Sorry sir, real sorry.” Jett sat on top of the counter, watching the cat. “s’true though, ain’t never met someone who can do that!”

Ellwyn climbs onto Jett's shoulder, kind of just.. laying there like a child. "Mrrr..." He wriggles and gets down again, jumping off the counter with a grunt and looking around for something.

Ellwyn walks around a little, then jumps on the coffee table, nudging at a bottle cap. He quickly goes into a more playful feel, flicking it around and chasing it like a mouse.

“I can getcha like. A laser pointer, sir. Pfft.” Jett hummed a little, smiling. He flicked the bottle cap back towards Ellwyn when it got too far, leaned back against the desk.

Ellwyn just happily swats the cap around, flicking it too far every few swats. "Mrrr!" He runs towards the bottle cap and slides on the linoleum, almost hitting a chair.

“Oh-“ Jett reached down quick, blocking Ellwyn from the chair with his arm. “Watch out sir!”

He thumps into Jetts arm and just keeps playing, running around for a while before it flicks under the lounge in the break room. "Mowwww.." He whines and looks at Jett.

“Man..” Jett hopped off his seat, going to peak under the lounge. “I dunno if I can reach that?? Sorry sir.”

Ellwyn lies on the floor and wiggles his paws under the lounge, then adjusts his angle and keeps trying to reach it.

Jett lies down next to Ellwyn, reaching under the lounge. “Maybe we gotta stick somewhere? Hm maybe we can get someone..”

Ellwyn meows loudly and paws at Jett's hand, tail swaying slowly. "Mrroowwww!"

“Gee gee alright, cmon sir.” Jett glanced around for something that could help. “Would work if we got a pool table in here or somethin..”

Ellwyn meows again, swatting at Jett. "Mrrrrow!" He sounds like a protest meow, eyes squinted in annoyance at Jett.

"Yea yea I know!" Jett glanced around for the stick, and nudged the cap out from under the couch. "Gee sir.."

"Mrow!" He happily meows and reaches for it, immediately sliding it across the tiles.

Jett yawns a little bit, puts the stick back and watches Ellwyn. "Careful sir, I don't wanna save y'cap again." He calls

After a short while, Ellwyn is back to his human form and holding the pool stick and playfully jabbing Jett with it as he walks back to the common room to return the pool stick. "You up for a game, Jett?" He asks and grabs a few of the balls from the net, bringing them up to the board.

” My officer can kiss it, I’m outside your medical cubicle thing.

"The door is unlocked Nate, hurry up, I don't wanna be seen harbourin a criminal or whatever..."' /lhaff

In the medical cupboard, the meowing gets very loud and obvious, scratching at the door. "Mrrrooowww!"

"Mew!" The cat meows back, reaching out for Jett's scrubs, claws out to attach onto the fabric.

"Mrowwwwuhh!" He exclaims and wriggles, trying to grab on again. "Mrrrow.." The grey ragdoll complains, squirming in Jett's grasp.

“Yeah yeah, I know kitty. Don’t wanna be here neither.” Jett held the cat away from him and started walking the halls with the cat, trying to find someone he could dump the cat on for now, at least until he could pick it back up again.

"Mrrrroww...!" He growls out, tail flicking and mouth chomping down onto Jett's hand. "Mrrr..." The cat complains, eyes squinting at Jett.

The cat jumps up onto his shoulder, then looks around and stays in his place, tail dangling off Jett's shoulder. "Mrow.."

"You can be 505's cat, least until I can find a proper place f'ya." Jett pet the cat absently as he reviewed his files. "Need a good name f ya. Can't just call y cat.."

As Jett flicks through the files, the cat leans down and swats at one of them, meowing loudly. "Mrow- mrrrow!" He meows out and scratches at it, the file reading "LT ELLWYN ROSS"

The cat meows loudly and paws at Jett's cheek, distracting him. "Mrowww!" He protests and tries to grab onto the files again.

“Oww! Geez, cat..” Jett picked up the file, and tucked the cat under his arm. “What is up with it??”

He just keeps meowing loudly, trying to open the file. "Mrrrrow!"

“We do NOT go snoopin in people’s files, cat.” Jett said sternly, but opened the file on the desk anyways. “What’s up with it?? Got catnip in there or somethin?”

The cat rubs his face against the photo, purring softly and looking at Jett, waiting to see if it's clicks or not.

"Mrrowww!" He agrees and wriggles to the floor, trotting off to the break room, trying to push open the fridge with his muzzle, but moving to his paws when thaf fails.

“Gee, sorry there lieutenant..” Jett opens the door for him politely. “Caint you uh. Shift back sir?”

Ellwyn looks inside the fridge for a couple seconds, then paws at a can of Tuna in the back. "Mrrooww?"

“Oh alright.” Jett pulled out the can and popped the tab open for Ellwyn, setting it on the ground.

Ellwyn quickly adjusts the can and gets to eating, crouched down and munching on the tuna inside. "Mrrgh.. Nomnomnom.." Ellwyn downs the container, looking up at Jett with a little bit of tuna on his chin.

"Mrrr.." He grumbles and nudges the can away, grabbing a bottle in his mouth and then pawing at an empty dinner bowl. "Meow?"

“Yessir…” Jett grinned, uncapped the bottle and poured it into the bowl. “Gee sir, I ain’t never heard of no one who could do this..real cool!”

Ellwyn just glares at Jett, then moves to drink the water quietly, his chin cleaned up now.

“Sorry sir, real sorry.” Jett sat on top of the counter, watching the cat. “s’true though, ain’t never met someone who can do that!”

Ellwyn climbs onto Jett's shoulder, kind of just.. laying there like a child. "Mrrr..." He wriggles and gets down again, jumping off the counter with a grunt and looking around for something.

Ellwyn walks around a little, then jumps on the coffee table, nudging at a bottle cap. He quickly goes into a more playful feel, flicking it around and chasing it like a mouse.

“I can getcha like. A laser pointer, sir. Pfft.” Jett hummed a little, smiling. He flicked the bottle cap back towards Ellwyn when it got too far, leaned back against the desk.

Ellwyn just happily swats the cap around, flicking it too far every few swats. "Mrrr!" He runs towards the bottle cap and slides on the linoleum, almost hitting a chair.

“Oh-“ Jett reached down quick, blocking Ellwyn from the chair with his arm. “Watch out sir!”

He thumps into Jetts arm and just keeps playing, running around for a while before it flicks under the lounge in the break room. "Mowwww.." He whines and looks at Jett.

“Man..” Jett hopped off his seat, going to peak under the lounge. “I dunno if I can reach that?? Sorry sir.”

Ellwyn lies on the floor and wiggles his paws under the lounge, then adjusts his angle and keeps trying to reach it.

Jett lies down next to Ellwyn, reaching under the lounge. “Maybe we gotta stick somewhere? Hm maybe we can get someone..”

Ellwyn meows loudly and paws at Jett's hand, tail swaying slowly. "Mrroowwww!"

“Gee gee alright, cmon sir.” Jett glanced around for something that could help. “Would work if we got a pool table in here or somethin..”

Ellwyn meows again, swatting at Jett. "Mrrrrow!" He sounds like a protest meow, eyes squinted in annoyance at Jett.

"Yea yea I know!" Jett glanced around for the stick, and nudged the cap out from under the couch. "Gee sir.."

"Mrow!" He happily meows and reaches for it, immediately sliding it across the tiles.

Jett yawns a little bit, puts the stick back and watches Ellwyn. "Careful sir, I don't wanna save y'cap again." He calls