Cat put the beret on looking in the mirror, a promotion, him? looking himself squarely in the mirror he realised this was the first time he had seen himself for ages, he had forgotten just how he looked, with his tail and claws... pulling out of the rack the newly asigned to him "shock baton" as well as his trusty NEG rifle now with all the special issue amunition and his tranq-gas grenades, the new uniform fitted him perfectly, he actually felt like he could be someone.... and to be honest he'd always prefered the red berets, he strode back out into the hallway his claws clicking as he walked and his tail swishing, he looked up into the camera watching him, maybe he wasnt such a failure after all....
as he walked he passed two other NEG on patrol, Mich and Seb, they gave him the regular glance and then took a double take, Kistrev, jeez promotion, guess whos 1st officer then? they laughed and punched each others shoulders, he had to say thes two had always been the best to him, they where the only ones to realise he did have feelings, as they marched down the corridor together they joked and laughed at Seb's inabilty to please any of the officers, they reached the mess room and the two turned off, he strode down the corridor watching the cameras pan and follow him as he walked on...