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Message: <blockquote data-quote="megamania" data-source="post: 1286996" data-attributes="member: 9255">STRIKEFORCE:  MORITURISEGMENT 020“Cat’s Eye”The heroes were resting after their victory over the Brute Master and the acquirement of the Headband artifact.  As Teresa continued to seek out lore of the legendary artifacts the heroes were allowed to go outside of the Library of The Realities.  They were in a place known only as The Collective.  It is a place outside of time and reality.Each rested in his or her own way.  The Captain shared his time trying to become better acquainted with his new shield-  The Shield of Justice and going over the information of the next artifact to find.  Vander meditated and practiced his fighting skills.  Jean and Christina went down to the river nearby.  The water was cool and refreshing.  Megamania brooded.  So much has happened to him-  none he really believed in.  And this leads us to the center of this Segment- Christina’s cat.The black cat curled up on the edge of a water fountain in the direct sun light.  She purred to the radiate warmth the sun gave her and peacefulness of her current surroundings.  She thumped her tail in annoyance as the little birds chirped and flow nearby.  They taunted her and for no reason.  Today she had no want of hunting birds.  It was too nice of a day to ignore the sun.  She rolled to and fro scratching at an itch on her back.  Then stopped with her four paws curled as if praying to the sun.  She was happy.  She was in heaven.Nothing could ruin this day for her.  Nothing at all.Well…almost nothing.“Hello cat.  Enjoying the sun?” spoke the young man known as Jim Addards…aka Megamania.  She knew he was a “pathfinder”.  If this was good or bad was uncertain to her.  It didn’t really matter either way.  He was immature, rash and impulsive.  Even handsome in a roguish way.  Everything young impressionable girls were attracted too.  Girls like Christina.“It is beautiful day isn’t it?  A good day to relax, suntan and play some volleyball.  Of course…you couldn’t play could you.”  The Black cat half-closed her green eyes and hoped he would go away if she ignored him.“You know…so far you seem to be the only normal thing here.  I mean.. you ARE just a cat right?  You’re not some witch or the such.”  Jim comments as much as asks.  A look of amusement on his face.  A few seconds go by as he watches the black cat breathe slow and easy.  “I wish I was a cat sometimes.  No cares, no worries…few problems.”  One green eye opens and looks at him to gage if he is serious or not.Jim takes the action as a friendly invite.  Slowly and with some hesitation, he reaches to her and then gently pats her soft fur.  Her eyes open.  She can’t believe this!  He is treating her like some…some…house cat!  She is about to say something to him to shatter his illusions of her but she notes something.  He truly is a sad person.  For whatever reason, it looks like he is about cry.  His smile is charming and contagious.  She can not fight what is her cat nature.  She purrs loudly and rolls onto her back again.  He smiles thoroughly then stops petting her.  He looks at her eye to eye.  “You know- cats are real thinkers.  You especially.  I’d swear you know more than you let on.  I had a cat like that once.  His name was Popcorn.Ten minutes go by before Jim finishes his story and leaves.  The Black cat stretches and thinks about all he has just done and said.  She cleans her paws just like a cat would.  After flickering her ears a few times she hopes off the stone platform by the fountain and walks towards the woods where Christina is.  On the way she sees Vander.  She stops and watches him meditate.Of all the people here, she feels his pain the most.  He has never had a close friend besides a dwarf named Snak in all of his 30+ years of life.  He was borne on one plane, thrust into another then thrust into a war of wars.  His time on that plane of Chaos and War has darkened his heart in ways he may not yet even see.  Now he fights another war, traveling from one reality to another.  Does he meditate to unlock his inner psionic powers or to hide from his own life?  Wanting not to become depressed on this wonderful day, she moves away and into the woods.Her heightened senses take in the woodland smells and sounds.  The flowers are in bloom with bees collecting the sweet smelling nectar.  Birds chirp and Chipmunks send out the alarm of a feline intruder. No matter.  She is not a hunter.  She has been careful to avoid that.  Today she seeks only Christina.Christina and Jean are in the deeper water by the waterfall.  They are bathing and enjoying the swim.  Christina seems so happy.  How will she take the news?  The next reality they go to is an offshoot of Ravenloft.   Christina’s home plane.  Hers also.  Will they meet Christina’s mother?  Again?  Will the curse once more strike?The black cat found a soft bit of green grass in the direct sunlight and curled up.  One eye closed…the other, as always, on Christina… her daughter.</blockquote>

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