the dope show

heaven's full & hell won't have me

It was pretty peaceful, which was strange to Vulcan because he barely knew what peace was. Yet, just as he continued on his journey the stench of feline entered his nose. His eyes narrowed and he looked around. No, it was nowhere on the ground so he looked up to see one above him. He sighed and decided it would be worth a shot to talk to it.

“Hey,” he grumbled, “Do you know where we are? Or what this place is called?” he asked. It wasn’t extremely important to him but at the same time, he thought it would at least be nice for him to know where the hell he was. Maybe this cat had some valuable information that it could share, which would also be kind of nice. He was a survivor and therefore, he didn’t want to just be killed right away if he accidentally stepped on some weird tribe’s territory or something.