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Felix had plans, he knew what he wanted to do because the Pilot he wanted dead isn't. He went to move a few steps before being stopped, the feeling of the cat rubbing itself along his leg made him halt as he looks down. He raises his right eyebrow as he went to slowly kneel down as his KAC PDW sets down at his feet. His hands went to carefully pick up the cat, his left arm sort'a cradling it with his arm being like a way to step on. His right hand gently gripped the collar to check it's name as his right thumb gently rubs along it's neck. After finding it's name, he just chuckles to himself quietly. He stands up as he holds the cat in his left arm, his right hand slinging the PDW weapon and thus he began to limp his way in the direction of the base. New friend in his arms, he tried to make haste but he didn't rush with the injured leg.