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We rose and moved towards the bar entrance together by common
unspoken consent. He was slightly drunk and I became strongly
aware of the odor of alcohol on him mixed in with the male cat
scent and the tobacco aroma on his fur. With the edges of my
mind I was aware of the shocked glances from the other patrons in
the place. “I hope I know what I’ve gotten myself into!” I
thought. “I won’t be able to stop him if he decides to spray the
whole house, and I don’t know how he’ll get along with Alexander
and Hephaestion.”
We didn’t go to my place, however, heading instead for the gleam-
ing metallic saucer-shaped antigravity vehicle that he had parked
in the lot next to the bar. A drunk staggered towards us, rais-
ing a broken bottle in his hand threateningly. My new friend
hissed and arched his back. I stepped forward intending to kick
the drunk in the balls and disable him before my friend got us
both involved in the first interplanetary murder case. The sight
of the aliens unsheathed claws and gleaming white fangs penetrat-
ed even the drunks alcohol-fogged brain, and before I could reach
him, he staggered away in terror.