Shakedown #86"
By: Ian Hunter, Commanding Officer, [PC]

Stardate: 58203.08 2050

=Deck 2 Holodeck 3=

Hunter got up from the place near the brook where he had been sitting, trying to relax for a better part of a half an hour. It was a nice program, but it wasn't really designed entirely for him. He got up and looked around. The detail was nice, the brook along the forest's edge, the meadow, with all its flowers and of course the trees in the forest. "Arch" he said.

He turned around after the control center and door appeared seemingly at the beginning of a trail that went into the woods.

His eyes scanned the meadows. Hunter put two fingers in his mouth and whistled loudly. "Chester! come on boy!" he called loudly.

A few moments later Chester emerged from a clump of tall grasses with a mouse in his mouth.

Hunter chuckled, "you got one today eh?" He didn't know of any other pets that had their own holo-sim. "Lets go" said Hunter stepping through the door. He watched as Chester pranced with his prey through the door. He pawed at the ground as the mouse vanished. Hunter smiled and shook his head, "you know you can't take it with you."

He reached down and picked up Chester and carried him back to his quarters.

=Captain's Quarters=

As the door closed, Hunter stood a moment in the darkness. He let himself be absorbed into it.

Even that didn't last but a few moments, Chester began to squirm. "Lights 40%" said Hunter putting down the dark tabby cat with a white belly.

Hunter went over to the desk in his quarters and quick looked at his messages and ship status.

He glanced at his agenda for the next day. Tomorrow was the memorial for the Kittyhawk victims. He would be glad to have that heartache behind him.

He decided to go to Miranda's for a night cap. As he walked down the hallway, He felt a little uncomfortable. The civilian cloths made him feel like he was being seen in pajamas.