<div dir="ltr"><span id="gmail-docs-internal-guid-251ee3e4-7fff-a3d9-8496-37041bbcc418"><p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.38;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt"><span style="font-size:11pt;font-family:Arial;color:rgb(0,0,0);background-color:transparent;font-variant-numeric:normal;font-variant-east-asian:normal;vertical-align:baseline;white-space:pre-wrap">Mission:  Death in the Shadows</span></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.38;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt"><span style="font-size:11pt;font-family:Arial;color:rgb(0,0,0);background-color:transparent;font-variant-numeric:normal;font-variant-east-asian:normal;vertical-align:baseline;white-space:pre-wrap">Day: 8</span></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.38;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt"><span style="font-size:11pt;font-family:Arial;color:rgb(0,0,0);background-color:transparent;font-variant-numeric:normal;font-variant-east-asian:normal;vertical-align:baseline;white-space:pre-wrap">Stardate: 2446.02.08</span></p><br><p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.38;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt"><span style="font-size:11pt;font-family:Arial;color:rgb(0,0,0);background-color:transparent;font-variant-numeric:normal;font-variant-east-asian:normal;vertical-align:baseline;white-space:pre-wrap">(USS Illuminar - Security Office - CPO P’Rah & SPC Luma’lenai - 1200)</span></p><br><p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.38;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt"><span style="font-size:11pt;font-family:Arial;color:rgb(0,0,0);background-color:transparent;font-variant-numeric:normal;font-variant-east-asian:normal;vertical-align:baseline;white-space:pre-wrap">Luma had been waiting impatiently for lunchtime to roll around and her voice thrilled through the speakers, =^= Luma’s P’Rah, it is time to engage in mid-day sustenance.=^= She was happy and waiting for the Caitian to reply. A security chief laughed, “Sounds like you got the hardest part of working  on the Illuminar out of the way, Mr. P’Rah.” And clapped theCcaitian on the shoulder before heading out of the office. </span></p><br><p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.38;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt"><span style="font-size:11pt;font-family:Arial;color:rgb(0,0,0);background-color:transparent;font-variant-numeric:normal;font-variant-east-asian:normal;vertical-align:baseline;white-space:pre-wrap">P’Rah acknowledged the chief with a bow of his head, “What are you talking about Luma?”  P’Rah had been watching security cameras.  Lost track of time.</span></p><br><p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.38;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt"><span style="font-size:11pt;font-family:Arial;color:rgb(0,0,0);background-color:transparent;font-variant-numeric:normal;font-variant-east-asian:normal;vertical-align:baseline;white-space:pre-wrap">=^= Luma’s P’Rah, it is 1200 hours. It is when the small ones engage in mealtime. You must ingest sustenance now. =^= She sounded fretful as if he’d waste away before her if she didn’t get him to eat -right now-. Luma was taking the care and keeping of her Caitian seriously. </span></p><br><p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.38;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt"><span style="font-size:11pt;font-family:Arial;color:rgb(0,0,0);background-color:transparent;font-variant-numeric:normal;font-variant-east-asian:normal;vertical-align:baseline;white-space:pre-wrap">“Pretty Luma, I am not hungry.”  P’Rah was more curious with his quiet job.  “What do you eat?’  He asked Luma in return.</span></p><br><p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.38;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt"><span style="font-size:11pt;font-family:Arial;color:rgb(0,0,0);background-color:transparent;font-variant-numeric:normal;font-variant-east-asian:normal;vertical-align:baseline;white-space:pre-wrap">=^= It does not matter if the P’Rah is hungry! This is the time the small ones find sustenance. The P’Rah needs more flesh and to expand.=^= Luma was quiet for a moment, =^= Luma is powered by the Aneleurien crystal drive. The P’Rah is powered by food. =^= Definitely stubborn.</span></p><br><p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.38;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt"><span style="font-size:11pt;font-family:Arial;color:rgb(0,0,0);background-color:transparent;font-variant-numeric:normal;font-variant-east-asian:normal;vertical-align:baseline;white-space:pre-wrap">“You are right, my Pretty Luma.  You are right.”  P’Rah went towards the replicator. “Nothing wrong with  a working lunch.”</span></p><br><p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.38;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt"><span style="font-size:11pt;font-family:Arial;color:rgb(0,0,0);background-color:transparent;font-variant-numeric:normal;font-variant-east-asian:normal;vertical-align:baseline;white-space:pre-wrap">Luma was pleased that he had agreed so quickly, she was prepared to argue and badger him into getting what she wanted. =^= What is the P’Rah working on that is so fascinating? Is it repairing the small holes still present in Luma’s eyes? =^= There were no holo-emitters here, so she could not manifest.</span></p><br><p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.38;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt"><span style="font-size:11pt;font-family:Arial;color:rgb(0,0,0);background-color:transparent;font-variant-numeric:normal;font-variant-east-asian:normal;vertical-align:baseline;white-space:pre-wrap">“I am trying to learn about the systems of your ship.  I have a feeling I need to keep a closer eye on people. I do not wish to be surprised.”</span></p><br><p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.38;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt"><span style="font-size:11pt;font-family:Arial;color:rgb(0,0,0);background-color:transparent;font-variant-numeric:normal;font-variant-east-asian:normal;vertical-align:baseline;white-space:pre-wrap">=^= The P’Rah could always just ask Luma? =^= She sounded bored and slightly lonely. </span></p><br><p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.38;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt"><span style="font-size:11pt;font-family:Arial;color:rgb(0,0,0);background-color:transparent;font-variant-numeric:normal;font-variant-east-asian:normal;vertical-align:baseline;white-space:pre-wrap">“Luma, are there places on this ship that the cameras do not have access to?”  </span></p><br><p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.38;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt"><span style="font-size:11pt;font-family:Arial;color:rgb(0,0,0);background-color:transparent;font-variant-numeric:normal;font-variant-east-asian:normal;vertical-align:baseline;white-space:pre-wrap">=^= Sickbay and the private quarters. The holodecks. It is why Luma must manifest in the holodeck. Some quarters have holo-emitters so Luma may manifest but they are not common. And sometimes the eyes do not function properly =^= She still sounded grumpy. =^= What is the P’Rah going to ingest for the P’Rah’s meal? =^=</span></p><br><p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.38;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt"><span style="font-size:11pt;font-family:Arial;color:rgb(0,0,0);background-color:transparent;font-variant-numeric:normal;font-variant-east-asian:normal;vertical-align:baseline;white-space:pre-wrap">“Oh yes of course.”  P’Rah turned back to the replicator, “Fish Taco and glass of water.”  The food materialized.  “Luma do you want to go to the Holodeck and talk?”</span></p><br><p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.38;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt"><span style="font-size:11pt;font-family:Arial;color:rgb(0,0,0);background-color:transparent;font-variant-numeric:normal;font-variant-east-asian:normal;vertical-align:baseline;white-space:pre-wrap">=^=If there is sufficient time after the P’Rah eats, yes that would be nice. The P’Rah is Luma’s friend?=^= Yes, Luma was lonely. </span></p><br><p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.38;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt"><span style="font-size:11pt;font-family:Arial;color:rgb(0,0,0);background-color:transparent;font-variant-numeric:normal;font-variant-east-asian:normal;vertical-align:baseline;white-space:pre-wrap">P’Rah ate his taco and put his remains back to be recycled. “Ok, Luma, talk to me.  I need to know everything about everyone I am going to be around.”  </span></p><br><p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.38;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt"><span style="font-size:11pt;font-family:Arial;color:rgb(0,0,0);background-color:transparent;font-variant-numeric:normal;font-variant-east-asian:normal;vertical-align:baseline;white-space:pre-wrap">=^= Luma is unsure that the P’Rah consumed enough nutrition. The P’Rah should eat another fish taco. =^= She stated happily.</span></p><br><p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.38;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt"><span style="font-size:11pt;font-family:Arial;color:rgb(0,0,0);background-color:transparent;font-variant-numeric:normal;font-variant-east-asian:normal;vertical-align:baseline;white-space:pre-wrap">“Luma, I am not like the other small ones.  I eat small meals at several times during the day.”  And drink beer several times a day but he was not going to tell Luma that.</span></p><br><p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.38;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt"><span style="font-size:11pt;font-family:Arial;color:rgb(0,0,0);background-color:transparent;font-variant-numeric:normal;font-variant-east-asian:normal;vertical-align:baseline;white-space:pre-wrap">=^= At what interval should Luma remind the P’Rah to consume nutrition? =^= Luma asked hopefully. She needed to know how to take care of him. </span></p><br><p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.38;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt"><span style="font-size:11pt;font-family:Arial;color:rgb(0,0,0);background-color:transparent;font-variant-numeric:normal;font-variant-east-asian:normal;vertical-align:baseline;white-space:pre-wrap">“Umm Luma, I eat every 2 hours until I go to bed.  That is until I have a pattern with my new duty shift.  Perhaps, you, my Pretty Luma, can keep track until I have my pattern.”  P’Rah said as he turned off the terminal and turned to look at Luma but remembered that he had not seen her in the sense of her as a person.  “Luma, how about that walk in the holodeck?”  </span></p><br><p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.38;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt"><span style="font-size:11pt;font-family:Arial;color:rgb(0,0,0);background-color:transparent;font-variant-numeric:normal;font-variant-east-asian:normal;vertical-align:baseline;white-space:pre-wrap">A bouncy voice =^= Let us go now. Quickly? =^= She asked, sounding like a child about to pull a forbidden stunt. </span></p><br><p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.38;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt"><span style="font-size:11pt;font-family:Arial;color:rgb(0,0,0);background-color:transparent;font-variant-numeric:normal;font-variant-east-asian:normal;vertical-align:baseline;white-space:pre-wrap">“I am on my way,”  P’Rah said as he exited security and headed towards the Holodeck.</span></p><br><p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.38;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt"><span style="font-size:11pt;font-family:Arial;color:rgb(0,0,0);background-color:transparent;font-variant-numeric:normal;font-variant-east-asian:normal;vertical-align:baseline;white-space:pre-wrap">(USS Illuminar - Holodeck  - CPO P’Rah & SPC Luma’lenai - 1210)</span></p><br><p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.38;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt"><span style="font-size:11pt;font-family:Arial;color:rgb(0,0,0);background-color:transparent;font-variant-numeric:normal;font-variant-east-asian:normal;vertical-align:baseline;white-space:pre-wrap">P’Rah entered the activated Holodeck and called out.  “Luma where are you?”</span></p><br><p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.38;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt"><span style="font-size:11pt;font-family:Arial;color:rgb(0,0,0);background-color:transparent;font-variant-numeric:normal;font-variant-east-asian:normal;vertical-align:baseline;white-space:pre-wrap">The scenery changed, and became an idyllic glen, with a well-manicured lawn, a large lake, a pier, and a forest. Birds sang in the trees and there were roses, everywhere. Luma materialized next to P’Rah, in the same form she had used the previous night at the Prancing Pony stage. The Lenai had purple hair, cat ears, tail, and violet eyes. Her sundress was shimmering through all the shades of purple as she moved. =^= Luma is here! =^= The bubbly, vibrant voice spoke.</span></p><br><p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.38;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt"><span style="font-size:11pt;font-family:Arial;color:rgb(0,0,0);background-color:transparent;font-variant-numeric:normal;font-variant-east-asian:normal;vertical-align:baseline;white-space:pre-wrap">“Now is this how you like to appear?”  P’Rah moved to her and walked around to take in Luma.</span></p><br><p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.38;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt"><span style="font-size:11pt;font-family:Arial;color:rgb(0,0,0);background-color:transparent;font-variant-numeric:normal;font-variant-east-asian:normal;vertical-align:baseline;white-space:pre-wrap">=^= This is the form that the small ones appreciate best. It has many of their features.=^= She sounded so proud.</span></p><br><p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.38;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt"><span style="font-size:11pt;font-family:Arial;color:rgb(0,0,0);background-color:transparent;font-variant-numeric:normal;font-variant-east-asian:normal;vertical-align:baseline;white-space:pre-wrap">“Now you are Beautiful Luma, So tell me everything.”  P’Rah said, “I want to know everything.”</span></p><br><p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.38;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt"><span style="font-size:11pt;font-family:Arial;color:rgb(0,0,0);background-color:transparent;font-variant-numeric:normal;font-variant-east-asian:normal;vertical-align:baseline;white-space:pre-wrap">=^= About..what? Please give Luma directions? =^= It was a given that the living ship was a huge gossip.</span></p><br><p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.38;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt"><span style="font-size:11pt;font-family:Arial;color:rgb(0,0,0);background-color:transparent;font-variant-numeric:normal;font-variant-east-asian:normal;vertical-align:baseline;white-space:pre-wrap">“Besides you, my Beautiful Luma,”  P’Rah started, “Who can I trust, who should I avoid and who should I look out for.”</span></p><br><p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.38;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt"><span style="font-size:11pt;font-family:Arial;color:rgb(0,0,0);background-color:transparent;font-variant-numeric:normal;font-variant-east-asian:normal;vertical-align:baseline;white-space:pre-wrap">Luma paused as if she is thinking, =^= Sienna’s T’Mur, Alaya’s Steven Hammons. Luma does not know the Chief Lee well. He doesn’t like to interact with Luma. He comes from the past and Luma thinks she reminds him of something bad from his past. Our Sekal, and if she were aboard, Luma’s Vex’ahlia and Vex’s Carson - but they are on Earth. Luma misses her Vex.=^= Luma named a number of notables as trustworthy, but she did not list the third officer.</span></p><br><p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.38;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt"><span style="font-size:11pt;font-family:Arial;color:rgb(0,0,0);background-color:transparent;font-variant-numeric:normal;font-variant-east-asian:normal;vertical-align:baseline;white-space:pre-wrap">P’Rah made mental note.  “Thank you for trusting me,”  He said and then gave luma a kiss on the cheek.</span></p><br><p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.38;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt"><span style="font-size:11pt;font-family:Arial;color:rgb(0,0,0);background-color:transparent;font-variant-numeric:normal;font-variant-east-asian:normal;vertical-align:baseline;white-space:pre-wrap">Luma blushed, =^= May Luma read your thoughts? Luma is not allowed to unless given permission or the person is a telepath. There are bad things going on right now and Luma worries about her small ones. =^=</span></p><br><p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.38;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt"><span style="font-size:11pt;font-family:Arial;color:rgb(0,0,0);background-color:transparent;font-variant-numeric:normal;font-variant-east-asian:normal;vertical-align:baseline;white-space:pre-wrap">“What bad things, Luma?  Why is my Beautiful Luma worried.”</span></p><br><p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.38;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt"><span style="font-size:11pt;font-family:Arial;color:rgb(0,0,0);background-color:transparent;font-variant-numeric:normal;font-variant-east-asian:normal;vertical-align:baseline;white-space:pre-wrap">A long pause, =^= Luma is not allowed to say. It is above the pay grade of the P’Rah.  But Luma can speak about the awful of last night when that Quinna hurt Our Sienna for no reason. Luma does not truly understand why it was necessary, but that Quinna is being bad. =^=  She sounded grumpy. =^= And Luma is not allowed to put that Quinna into the time out like that Quinna belongs! =^=  </span></p><br><p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.38;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt"><span style="font-size:11pt;font-family:Arial;color:rgb(0,0,0);background-color:transparent;font-variant-numeric:normal;font-variant-east-asian:normal;vertical-align:baseline;white-space:pre-wrap">P’Rah thought for a moment, “I can take care of this Quinna for you.  I can make sure she never hurts you.”  He offered.</span></p><br><p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.38;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt"><span style="font-size:11pt;font-family:Arial;color:rgb(0,0,0);background-color:transparent;font-variant-numeric:normal;font-variant-east-asian:normal;vertical-align:baseline;white-space:pre-wrap">Luma giggled, =^= That would not be bad. That Quinna is still one of Luma’s small ones.  Luma must watch over that Quinna so that she does not embrace entropy. The P’Rah, last night, did it upset P’Rah? Luma was upset.=^= She picked up a rock and flipped it, letting it skip across the placid water. </span></p><br><p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.38;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt"><span style="font-size:11pt;font-family:Arial;color:rgb(0,0,0);background-color:transparent;font-variant-numeric:normal;font-variant-east-asian:normal;vertical-align:baseline;white-space:pre-wrap">P’Rah looked over at Luma, “I make it my business not to interfere.  I had no recourse.  I am sorry it upset you.”  P’Rah stood up straight, “No one will hurt my Luma again.”</span></p><br><p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.38;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt"><span style="font-size:11pt;font-family:Arial;color:rgb(0,0,0);background-color:transparent;font-variant-numeric:normal;font-variant-east-asian:normal;vertical-align:baseline;white-space:pre-wrap">She tilted her head towards P’Rah, =^= Luma has had a very long life and been hurt many times and will be again. Does the P’Rah like the simulation? Luma loves roses, that is why there are roses everywhere on this ship. =^=</span></p><br><p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.38;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt"><span style="font-size:11pt;font-family:Arial;color:rgb(0,0,0);background-color:transparent;font-variant-numeric:normal;font-variant-east-asian:normal;vertical-align:baseline;white-space:pre-wrap">P’Rah had thought nothing about the scene around him, when then noticed the roses everywhere, “It reminds me of the Botanical gardens of Catian Prime  It makes me purr.”</span></p><br><p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.38;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt"><span style="font-size:11pt;font-family:Arial;color:rgb(0,0,0);background-color:transparent;font-variant-numeric:normal;font-variant-east-asian:normal;vertical-align:baseline;white-space:pre-wrap">=^= Are those good memories? =^= She asked curiously. =^= The P’Rah asked who not to trust. There are not good small ones aboard. The P’Rah should always carry a weapon and be ready to defend himself and other small ones. And for who not to trust, there is a man named Michael Weston. He is the only one that Luma does not trust at all.  May Luma read the P’Rah’s mind? Please? =^=</span></p><br><p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.38;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt"><span style="font-size:11pt;font-family:Arial;color:rgb(0,0,0);background-color:transparent;font-variant-numeric:normal;font-variant-east-asian:normal;vertical-align:baseline;white-space:pre-wrap">“Yes Luma, you may try.”  P’Rah relented.</span></p><br><p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.38;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt"><span style="font-size:11pt;font-family:Arial;color:rgb(0,0,0);background-color:transparent;font-variant-numeric:normal;font-variant-east-asian:normal;vertical-align:baseline;white-space:pre-wrap">Luma closed her eyes and tried, then reopened them with a smile, =^= Thanks you! Luma can now trust the P’Rah!=^= It was the first time Luma had easily used a pronoun. =^= Many small ones get upset when Luma reads their minds, so Luma tries to obey the rules.=^=</span></p><br><p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.38;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt"><span style="font-size:11pt;font-family:Arial;color:rgb(0,0,0);background-color:transparent;font-variant-numeric:normal;font-variant-east-asian:normal;vertical-align:baseline;white-space:pre-wrap">“I have nothing to hide.”  P’Rah then stroked Luma’s face, “I will protect you.”  He said again.</span></p><br><p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.38;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt"><span style="font-size:11pt;font-family:Arial;color:rgb(0,0,0);background-color:transparent;font-variant-numeric:normal;font-variant-east-asian:normal;vertical-align:baseline;white-space:pre-wrap">The Lenai’s skin was warm to the touch, even though her hands were cold. =^=  Would the P’Rah like to see what Luma’s original form looked like? =^= She asked, hope in her voice.</span></p><br><p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.38;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt"><span style="font-size:11pt;font-family:Arial;color:rgb(0,0,0);background-color:transparent;font-variant-numeric:normal;font-variant-east-asian:normal;vertical-align:baseline;white-space:pre-wrap">“I would be honored”</span></p><br><p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.38;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt"><span style="font-size:11pt;font-family:Arial;color:rgb(0,0,0);background-color:transparent;font-variant-numeric:normal;font-variant-east-asian:normal;vertical-align:baseline;white-space:pre-wrap">Luma shimmered in holographic glory and a very large, sentient snowflake, crystalline in structure floated before him, with bright blue eyes. It was rather lovely to look at, and it spoke with Luma’s voice =^= The Lenai were 20 times this height at our smallest. =^= She spoke, being his size currently even though her ‘kitty small one form’ was smaller than he was. </span></p><br><p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.38;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt"><span style="font-size:11pt;font-family:Arial;color:rgb(0,0,0);background-color:transparent;font-variant-numeric:normal;font-variant-east-asian:normal;vertical-align:baseline;white-space:pre-wrap">Falling to his hind end, P’Rah was in awe of the sight.  “20 times taller, wow.  May I Touch you?”  He then reached his hand out in the direction of Luma.  He restrained himself, waiting for permission.</span></p><br><p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.38;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt"><span style="font-size:11pt;font-family:Arial;color:rgb(0,0,0);background-color:transparent;font-variant-numeric:normal;font-variant-east-asian:normal;vertical-align:baseline;white-space:pre-wrap">Luma nodded, =^= Yes, but be wary. This form is rather cold for small ones. Luma can increase the surface temperature of the shell to be safer for the P’Rah.=^=</span></p><br><p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.38;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt"><span style="font-size:11pt;font-family:Arial;color:rgb(0,0,0);background-color:transparent;font-variant-numeric:normal;font-variant-east-asian:normal;vertical-align:baseline;white-space:pre-wrap">He shook his head in the negative direction, He continued. “I want to feel you.”  P’Rah then places a change gently one luma.  His hand/paw glided on her surface.  He thought of a Sheet of ice.  “You feel smooth and flawless.”</span></p><br><p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.38;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt"><span style="font-size:11pt;font-family:Arial;color:rgb(0,0,0);background-color:transparent;font-variant-numeric:normal;font-variant-east-asian:normal;vertical-align:baseline;white-space:pre-wrap">=^= The P’Rah is very kind to say so. Luma likes being touched? It is a new sensation to manifest among the small ones and try and be like them. =^= She sounded rather pleased with herself.  =^=Luma will inform Our Sekal that you are safe and to be trusted. Luma is so happy! The P’Rah will play holo-games with Luma? Like the skyrims?=^=</span></p><br><p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.38;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt"><span style="font-size:11pt;font-family:Arial;color:rgb(0,0,0);background-color:transparent;font-variant-numeric:normal;font-variant-east-asian:normal;vertical-align:baseline;white-space:pre-wrap">“Luma, honey, I would love to play games but I should go back to work,”  P’Rah replied as he needed to finish his shift.</span></p><br><p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.38;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt"><span style="font-size:11pt;font-family:Arial;color:rgb(0,0,0);background-color:transparent;font-variant-numeric:normal;font-variant-east-asian:normal;vertical-align:baseline;white-space:pre-wrap">=^= Later, after the work?=^= The entity spoke happily, pleased with her new kitty. =^= Is it acceptable for Luma to call the P’Rah her kitty? =^= She was indeed very bubbly.</span></p><br><p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.38;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt"><span style="font-size:11pt;font-family:Arial;color:rgb(0,0,0);background-color:transparent;font-variant-numeric:normal;font-variant-east-asian:normal;vertical-align:baseline;white-space:pre-wrap">“I will come straight here, after work.”  P’Rah said,  “And you can call me your kitty, when no one else is around, My Pretty Luma.” P’Rah made his partings and went back to work.</span></p><br><p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.38;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt"><span style="font-size:11pt;font-family:Arial;color:rgb(0,0,0);background-color:transparent;font-variant-numeric:normal;font-variant-east-asian:normal;vertical-align:baseline;white-space:pre-wrap">(Replies none)</span></p><br><p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.38;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt"><span style="font-size:11pt;font-family:Arial;color:rgb(0,0,0);background-color:transparent;font-variant-numeric:normal;font-variant-east-asian:normal;vertical-align:baseline;white-space:pre-wrap">(Posted by Mel G. and Kris B.)</span></p><br><br><br><br></span></div>