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Noting Nemir was shivering, the lupyre frowned, when they got out of this(if they did) someone was going to scold her for dragging him with her. Seeing him stumble made her pad over to him and make sure he was steady, putting her hands on his shoulders. “You’ve got this. I know you do.” she replied, quietly in Lupyrian, hoping he caught her words. She’d keep an eye on him certainly, but she stepped away from him, not concerned about the way her claws clicked against the frost covered metal. Her eyes went back up to the screen to look at the onyyx Catarian, tail swishing lightly. She could do it again.. right..?

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The door behind Star quickly slid shut. No amount of prying and pulling would make the door budge at this time. The air in the room became cold enough to see their own breath, and frost started to glaze over the floor. Very slowly the static on screen cleared, revealing a young onyx furred Catarian….just standing there staring at the screen with empty red eyes. He was dressed in a white jacket with coat tails, a bow tie around his neck. His teeth were sharp and yellow when he giving the two a horrifying smile of greeting. This new Catarian could see Star and Nemir, he was looking right at the pair… Though it felt like he was staring right through them. He took a few steps off to the side and ‘a camera’ seems to be trained on him. A grand piano appeared on screen, and the Cat took his seat on the hard Wooden bench. The scene zooms and all that could be seen by them, were the Black paws and piano keys. Not one set or two, but Several. Several pairs of black paws had suddenly appeared above the classic instrument. A song began to play, and Nemir stiffened. He held his breath, muscles tensing with each passing note. This song was called the death waltz, and the cat was playing with perfect…inhuman accuracy.

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Star flinched a bit when he gently patted her face, it was an unexpected gesture, kind, but not necessary. She dealt with it like any other disabilities she’d acquired that day. Her right ear twitched and she slowed so she could concentrate on Nemir, she glanced down and smiled a little. “Urrar. We protect together.” she was severely limiting her words to ones he’d used, to know that he’d gotten his point across. The lupyre’s hackles rose as they neared the single door, ears flattening against her head. “Not right..” she hissed, refusing to step through the threshold into the room once they were at the end of the hall. Star took a step back, a low growl echoing from her chest, despite the fact she knew she had to go in every instinct she had screamed that it was dangerous. She knew it was dangerous, but standing out here, wasn’t going to fix this problem, people were depending on her and Nemir. So with that thought in mind, she carefully stepped into the room, slinking in best she could with the Catarian in her arms. Ears swiveling about to make sure nothing could sneak up on them. At least she hoped.

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Star growled about the door being manual, if anything, she’d have to pry the blasted thing open. She supposed she could put Nemir down, they neared the door she stared it down, flattening her ears. Though just as she was about to set the Catarian down, the doors began to screech and creak open. Her ears flattened and she backed away from the door; giving her head a mild shake. She felt Nemir try to slip from her arms and she let out a low growl in warning, fangs slightly bared. Oh no she was not going to have him limp off into the darkness not knowing what the hell this idiotic bot was planning. When he ceased trying to get away from her, she padded forward and twitched her right ear, a signal that she was listening but also observing. Her eyesight in pitch darkness wasn’t as good as a felines, shapes she could see, but she’d likely have to rely on Nemir or her hearing. Star’s tail drooped, but she caught the end of Nemir’s words and gave him one of the most incredulous looks. “Kru.” she rumbled at him taking a tentative step into the doorway but not leaving it yet. “Not your job.” she continued still clearly irritated despite the sentiment. “No one else, for me. Not again.” she finished, taking a few more steps out of the doorway and into the dark hallway, swallowing hard. “Nemir.. I need you to also… hear.” she continued, still talking slowly, but leaving out words that might mess up the message. She knew she hadn’t told him, but at this point he needed to know, she motioned her head towards the left and flicked that ear. “Can not hear.” The lupyre flashed a sad smile before walking further into the hall, claws clicking against the metal floors. He’d said to go right next, so that’s where she planned to turn.

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Nemir gave a shrill squeak of surprise when Star lifted him up into the air unexpectedly, and for a moment he was disoriented by the shift in position and sudden onslaught of foreign phrases. He paused for a moment, and just stared at the Lupyre, blinking slowly. When he finally focused long enough to realize that he was being spoken to his face scrunched up as if concentrating hard on what his friend was saying. Once he translated the words in his head, he quickly nodded his head. He lifted his good paw and began giving simple directions…gesturing and speaking simply “left, forward 2 doors, right, left.” As Star carried him, the sound of panicking KND operatives could be heard screaming and running around like maniacs. Clearly plan M11 had been activated. Suddenly the intercom system turned on, the quiet buzz of feedback filtered into the hall just enough to be heard over the rest of the malfunctioning tech and crying kids. A.I.D.E.N.s voiced came out loud and clear, “A game of cat, and mouse. I bet you’re surprised by the role you play. To think, I am the cat? Oh what tapestries of irony, this world weaves.” Nemir can hear the words, but he can’t wrap his head around what the A.I. Is saying. Nemir gives Star a look of uncertainty and fear.

Star snorted and followed her leader’s instructions, trying to ignore the chaos that was erupting around her. She wasn’t going to run over there, certainly not with Nemir in such a state, plus there was no telling what the A.I. was doing to the Moonbase at this point. The lupyre paused to look down at a small operative sobbing by her paws, there was a soft sigh and she waved her tail in front of them to get their attention. “Hey, Hey, c’mon, it’s gonna be okay.” she said, offering a quick smile when they sniffled and looked up at her. “There’s some more operatives back that way and to the right.” Star motioned back with her muzzle, “It’s best if you guys stay in groups, can you pass that on for me?” she asked, tilting her head a bit at the operative who sniffed and nodded. “Good.” she replied, shifting 824c’s weight in her arms as the operative got up and ran back down the hall. “You say.. two doors?” Star looked at him, sounding the words out slowly. Goddesses remind her to start teaching this kid Lupyrian at the next chance they get. Star kept moving down the halls, coming up to a door, when the speakers in the halls buzzed to life. Her right ear twitched and she tensed, not that she could even do much with the Catarian in her arms. A low growl poured from her throat, arrogant bot. She felt Nemir’s eyes on her, “Says Cat Mouse game.  Asks if you are risfsauran.” Star paused, did Nemir know that word? Oh well. “Says he plays cat.” her muzzle wrinkled into a snarl as she opened the door and went through continuing forward. “Nemir… Other door.. not manual?”  she asked, not even looking at the Catarian, wanting her question answered even though she had a feeling, she was right, the door was an automatic one, would it even work with the power on the fritz like this? 

“Did….I say…..going to be….nice?” He says it careful, in thickly accented Lupyian. Nemir quietly snorts and Star feel a paw pat the back of her head in a comfortable manner. A quiet rumbling sound can be heard, but it takes several moments for the young Lupyre to realize that the cat in her arms is purring rather loudly. He sets his chin on top of her head in a relaxed state. His arms wrap around Star as he hugs her tightly.

There’s a chuckle, Star tucking her head down a little, trying to stifle the chuckles. “Kru” she responds, bumping her head gently against his chin before surprised at the contact she’s suddenly receiving from him. He’d always been unsure about her clingy behavior and now he seemed to be alright with it. Which was perfectly fine with her. Her ears twitch lightly at a soft rumble, and she blinks, what’s that… is.. is he purring??? Star’s entirely dumbfounded, the only time she recalled ever hearing the Catarian purr was once when he was asleep. Considering herself lucky, she can’t help that her tail has begun to wag as she copies the action, content to be in a good hug.

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Nemir growled in frustration before swinging his legs over the side of the bed. He got up on shaking legs, and placed his hands paws on the bed to balance, accidentally setting the slightest bit of excess weight of his injured wrist. An almost feral sound of pain exited his mouth as he snapped his head up. He stood there breathing heavily for several moments before turning to Star and gripping her paw tightly. The determined Catarian pulled her along at a agonizingly slow pace, out of the infirmary. Machines everywhere are going haywire, screeching and buzzing. Even some of the more tech based weapons are firing on there own.

Star whined when he frowned, still trying to muffle the amount of screeching that was making her ear ache. He made some sort of sound and started to get up, her muzzle wrinkled into a snarl and she snapped “No. Stay.” she ordered trying to get him to stay on the cot, which he seemed to be having none of. “Nemir. I rwaes to the runnarrar, lay down.” she at this point had no idea what parts of her language Nemir could or couldn’t understand, and tried to stay to simpler words for his sake. She mostly did her best to make sure he didn’t fall and just wondered about what this was going to accomplish. Then he took her hand and started leading her out of the infirmary, some of the agents looked at her concerned and she just gave them a confused shrug. This was too slow, she could walk faster than this. As soon as they were out of the infirmary, Star grabbed Nemir without warning and scooped him up into her arms. “Don’t say  word.” she muttered continuing down the hall he’d been walking originally. “Just show me the way.”  Star said, her expression a bit annoyed, having to pick and choose shorter and easier words to understand for Nemir’s sake.

Nemir gave a shrill squeak of surprise when Star lifted him up into the air unexpectedly, and for a moment he was disoriented by the shift in position and sudden onslaught of foreign phrases. He paused for a moment, and just stared at the Lupyre, blinking slowly. When he finally focused long enough to realize that he was being spoken to his face scrunched up as if concentrating hard on what his friend was saying. Once he translated the words in his head, he quickly nodded his head. He lifted his good paw and began giving simple directions...gesturing and speaking simply "left, forward 2 doors, right, left." As Star carried him, the sound of panicking KND operatives could be heard screaming and running around like maniacs. Clearly plan M11 had been activated. Suddenly the intercom system turned on, the quiet buzz of feedback filtered into the hall just enough to be heard over the rest of the malfunctioning tech and crying kids. A.I.D.E.N.s voiced came out loud and clear, "A game of cat, and mouse. I bet you're surprised by the role you play. To think, I am the cat? Oh what tapestries of irony, this world weaves." Nemir can hear the words, but he can't wrap his head around what the A.I. Is saying. Nemir gives Star a look of uncertainty and fear.

Star was certainly feeling the need to remove herself from the situation, and it was only getting worse. She was never the type to turn tail and run, why now? It was all just fun, right. By the goddesses he was too close to her face! Her ears pin back as he spoke, still wondering why she had her hands on his hips but it was too late for that thought. Of course, she should have expected that, just a boop of the nose. Of course. She lets out a puff of air that she’d apparently been holding in, and gives Nemir a scolding look. Star softly growls at him, he’s not getting away that easily, no he’s not. “That was mean.” she rumbled quietly in Lupyian, then she pulled him close to her again, however, this time she just nuzzled her head under his chin with a small huff.

"Did....I say.....going to be....nice?" He says it careful, in thickly accented Lupyian. Nemir quietly snorts and Star feel a paw pat the back of her head in a comfortable manner. A quiet rumbling sound can be heard, but it takes several moments for the young Lupyre to realize that the cat in her arms is purring rather loudly. He sets his chin on top of her head in a relaxed state. His arms wrap around Star as he hugs her tightly.

Nemir steps a bit closer, only a few inches from Stars face. A paw is set on her shoulder, almost drapes over it, and his tail and slightly curled around the Lupyre. “So….is this close enough?”

Star’s ears pin back and if her face could turn a brighter shade of teal it would. The Lupyre swallows hard, tail dropping, not even sure what to do with herself. Behaving like a love sick pup is typically not her first option. At the rate her heart is beating it feels like it’s about ready to beat out of her chest.  Silently she hopes he can’t hear it but then again, with their hearing… there’s not much either of them can’t hear. Her hands find a way to his hips and she grins a bit, despite her nerves, nearly nose to nose with the Catarian. “I’m thinking about it.”