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[ The hologram is rather funny looking, walking in place through an unseen crowd, occasionally making weird arm motions that are either steering people out of his way or a terrible interpretive dance. ]

Okay. Nobody panic. There may or may not be a cat wandering the space station. Or. You know. Crawling around in the ducts. I'm not sure if he's in them yet.

For those that aren't from Earth, a cat is a small, nonverbal ball of orange fur with four legs. This answers to Niels.

[ He stops walking momentarily, but then shrugs and resumes the pace. ]

Okay, he doesn't answer to Niels, but he'll glance at you for a good four seconds before he goes back to doing what he wants.

If you see him, please, please don't spook him. Just call me. He's not a normal housecat - trust me we do not want him freaking out in a confined space. You should see what he does to his carriers.

[ It has, at least, occurred to him that everyone from an Earth is going to think this is a joke or perhaps that he's crazy. He might as well go for broke, right? ]

Um. Better let me know if you see any. Unusual. Light shows. And don't use any high-speed bouncing blurs of orange for target practice. You'll only make him harder to catch.

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Huh?

[The cat -> bird -> Shi'ar connection is a little too tenuous for her to get the joke, even after mainlining Sylvester and Tweety cartoons during her early years on the surface.]

With the feathers and all? Work with me, Nita. I think they smell like birds.

Robbie, they're like 20 times his size.

[Wait until Niels discovers her ankle wings.]

Nita, my cat took down a room full of Z-list supervillains. Solo.

[ With a hair ball. ]

I'm telling you size doesn't matter. He thinks he's Catzilla.

[ Ten bucks Niels goes for her ankles. ]

So, he'll be fine. He'll come back when he's hungry and you can put a collar with a transponder on him.

[Cats wear collars, right? She thinks so.]

[ She probably has a point. Odds are that Niels is fine - he did spend months running away from Robbie and his previous owner. Still - it's a strange place and that's his cat. It's fambly. ]

Will you please help me find him?

[She doesn't really get pets--the best Atlantis can muster is octopuses--but she can tell when her friends are upset.]

Sure.

...How do you find a cat?

You dress up in a catsuit and tie a belt of sardines around your waist, crawl around and use a kitty soundbox to lure them out.

[ That was completely straight faced. ]

What do you think you do? You look for his path of destruction and follow it faster than he's moving.

[Not even Nita buys that, even for a split second.]

Maybe someone has sensors that can detect the signature your powers give off?

[All that time hanging around the Fantastic Four has been good for something!]

[Richards, Stark, and half of SHIELD probably know his energy signature down to the tiniest little paf. They aren't here right now.]

Everyone who'd have sensors like that's back on Earth, Nita. It's not like I've been working as a lab rat here.

Maybe one of the giant robots does.

[They're robots. Robots have sensors, right?]

Edited 2014-09-25 05:23 (UTC)

I guess I could see if Wing can scan me.

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