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[blissimmunity]

After Carolyn's discovery of the maternity clothes, she'd gone to have a talk with Colonel Mitchell about a possible past relationship. She hadn't found, but there been answers none the less. Answers that left Carolyn, and later Joshua, a little disturbed, perhaps even downright creeped out. The hologram confirmed a pregnancy and a marriage and

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[lastof_five]

Helen only wandered down toward New Atlantis when making her rounds to the Compound and only then after realizing that several of her friends had taken up residence there. It was a little disturbing to think that her double lived there, but the woman was kind in spite of Helen's own reservations.

Joshua, however, was a familiar face and Helen flashed him a quick smile before noting his current bit of annoyance. What a rather charming little cat, all spotted like a leopard.

"I didn't realize you kept a cat, Joshua. She's quite lovely."

[blissimmunity]

"Hello, Helen," he greets, happy to ignore the cat for the moment. He rises to his feet and crosses his porch so they can speak more conversationally. He's perhaps a bit more used to clones than most seeing as his two closest neighbors are clones of people he knew back home. Not that it isn't a little off putting every now and again.

"It's not mine. Well it is now. Her name is Austen like the author, I suppose. Her previous owner was another neighbor." He inclines his head in the direction of Cam's hut. "But he's disappeared."

"So you think she's lovely? I think she's a bit of a menace eating all of the small things and using the garden as a litter box. At least I'm not allergic," he says, looking on the bright side.

[lastof_five]

Helen knelt to call the cat, thinking of the many cats she'd kept over the years and how none of them ever lasted quite long enough. Oh, certainly, a long-lived and well-pampered cat (and there were no cats that were less than spoiled to death in the Magnus household) could live approximately twelve to fifteen years but that was a drop in the bucket over her lifespan.

Still, she was drawn to them time and time again no matter how it hurt to lose a companion. She'd been drawn to people that way too, lovers and friends alike. She smiled a little when she realized the cat had come closer, clearly curious about the new person, and Helen scratched her behind the ears.

"Oh, but that's just the nature of them. I tried to keep a pair of love birds once but my cat, and dear god, this was half a century ago, my cat just felt like I was keeping dinner out of reach. I decided it was just too cruel for the poor darling and let the birds go."

[blissimmunity]

"Well the nature of cats and the nature of me aren't getting along so well," he replies with a smile. "I would have felt worse for the birds." Not least of which being that they used to eat them aboard the Mother Ship.

"Though I suppose I can understand the cat's position." He watches her and Austen for a moment before it occurs to him that perhaps there's a solution to all of this.

"Why don't you take her?"