Going “Old School”
8 Feb.
I had just gone to sleep, when my senses detected that someone was in my room. I awoke with my claws out when I saw him. Standing at the foot of my bed was a large bipedal Feline. He wasn’t Kzinti but he was a close match. Then it hit me, he was Kilrathi, our long lost brethren. It did not speak, but with a nod of his head my mind was hit by a flood of information. The next thing that I knew the Kilrathi was gone. Left in his place was a message left in my head. “Go forth to the Area of space where the Children once played. For there you will find ships of lore. It is in these ships of lore that our brethren will arise again” Now fully awake I realized that I had just been “Quested” Oh CRUD.
I left the trading post in Tau 29 and made my way to Canada in my trusty Archangel. Once in Canada I made my way to Cheeky Central JH. About 20 klicks from the JH, I was attacked by a flight of Fugitives. When I came too I was back at the Trading Post in Tau 29. After three more attempts to jump into Cheeky Central with the same results, I was becoming a bit peeved to say the least. On my fifth attempt I finally made it through the JH….. Only to run into a bunch of Nomads Aughhhhhhhhhh! On my sixth attempt I was once again brought down by the Fugitives. When I came too back in Tau 29, I was just about to give up on this quest. That is until another memory from the Kilrathi came to me. “Do not forsake your Forefathers. Think of all there sacrifices” Wow this is one heavy duty Quest. On my eighth attempt, I made it through the JH and was able to shake off the Nomads. I started a systematic search of all the Cheeky systems, making darn sure that I kept away from any Fugitive patrols. As it figures it was in the last system that I searched that I found the Ships of Lore.
As I entered the Sales Hanger, I saw them and a smile came to my face. There they sat an Arrow LF, a Bearcat VHF, and a Hellcat VHF. For some reason I was drawn to the Hellcat. Once I got close to the Cockpit of the Hellcat, a strange sensation came over me. I looked toward the cockpit and saw the Kilrathi sitting in it. All he did was I guess was smile and motion to the name painted on the side of the Cockpit. “Hobbes” was the name. At that moment a floodgate of memories opened in my head. Battles won and lost, Friends and enemies. Good times and bad times. I was stunned, I was honored. When I looked back into the Cockpit, I could see that “Hobbes” was fading away. There was more of a request from Hobbes then a vision. In Honor of my friend I request that you rename the ship “The Heart of the Tiger” I whispered a smile knowing all about the man, and it was done.
I may be broke after this little adventure. Then again I just might be the Richest Kitty in the known space. It just depends on how you see things.
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Then according to the Monkey who showed his outstretched arm to space,
He turned around and pointed, revealing all the human race.
I shook my head and smiled a whisper, knowing all about the place