Prowl looked down at the small humanoid creature that identified itself as a cat. "Yes?"
"Why's all the stuff in my room cleared out?"
A doorwing twitched slightly. "First off, all the 'stuff' you claim is yours does not belong to you. It's either supplies or equipment that is for access to the entire base or they were personal belongings of others. Second, 'your' room is, in fact, my quarters. You and the rest of your crew have your own assigned living areas."
"Uh-uh, see, that ain't how it works," Cat said, poking a finger at Prowl as if he didn't merely go up to the SIC's knees. "See, that room? That's my room. And all that stuff? That's my stuff. So my stuff should go into my room."
"As I've explained, none of that is yours."
"I marked it. That makes it mine."
Both doorwings were beginning to twitch. "That is not how it works."
"It sure does! I mark it, it's mine. That's how it always goes! Now I'mma go mark other things and this time they're gonna stay in my room, got it? In fact," Cat looked around, "I'm gonna need a bigger room to put all my stuff in."
Cat proceeded to scamper off to find an appropriately sized room. Prowl went off to, once again, convince Jazz to take over dealing with the Red Dwarf's crew.
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Prowl looked down at the small humanoid creature that identified itself as a cat. "Yes?"
"Why's all the stuff in my room cleared out?"
A doorwing twitched slightly. "First off, all the 'stuff' you claim is yours does not belong to you. It's either supplies or equipment that is for access to the entire base or they were personal belongings of others. Second, 'your' room is, in fact, my quarters. You and the rest of your crew have your own assigned living areas."
"Uh-uh, see, that ain't how it works," Cat said, poking a finger at Prowl as if he didn't merely go up to the SIC's knees. "See, that room? That's my room. And all that stuff? That's my stuff. So my stuff should go into my room."
"As I've explained, none of that is yours."
"I marked it. That makes it mine."
Both doorwings were beginning to twitch. "That is not how it works."
"It sure does! I mark it, it's mine. That's how it always goes! Now I'mma go mark other things and this time they're gonna stay in my room, got it? In fact," Cat looked around, "I'm gonna need a bigger room to put all my stuff in."
Cat proceeded to scamper off to find an appropriately sized room. Prowl went off to, once again, convince Jazz to take over dealing with the Red Dwarf's crew.