"They say curiousity killed that cat. I don't find that at all funny..."
--Having fallen asleep, unnoticed on the couch visitors arrive on the ship.. Stirring slightly, yet still hidden within her own dreams, the voices enter her mind.. Hearing them speak of this Alante place, Cypress, this girl Tegan... yet the dream, the voices; they are all mixed up into a blur in which only a feline could invision.. The tapping of their shoes against the deck as the depart, she slowly turns, her eyes wide with curiousity--..
"What's it mean?.."
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