Multipart Post; Backdated to the beginning of the Klingon Invasion

[just_dewitt]

Part One: OTA - In the Midst of Battle...

Booker was disgruntled. There he’d been, having a beer, minding his own business, and meeting someone new, when things had taken a turn for the odd, and he had ended up getting involved in some mayhem. Now, mind you, it wasn’t the mayhem he was bothered by! It was the being interrupted while he was drinking that annoyed him.

As a result, Booker, with beer on his shirt, was stalking around a corridor bend, the overly-heavy frame of a the weird bladed weapon the Klingons had been carrying in his left hand, a Klingon gun strapped to his belt, even as his right hand sparked and spat Shock Jockey. The shattered remnants of a guitar was strapped to the other side of his belt by some cord he'd taken from a Klingon and he shook his head as he stalked along.

There was a look of mixed annoyance and fierce amusement on his face. Spilled beer or not, war was what he was good at, and it was a lesson some Klingons had already learned to their sorrow. Well, maybe. Booker had no fucking clue if they felt sorrow or not. He was pretty sure they felt nothing at all anymore. Oh well.

He was making his way slowly toward his quarters to check in on Elizabeth, but keeping a wary eye out for more of the Klingons on the way.



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Part Two: Locked to Elizabeth DeWitt - Back at the ranch...

Once he had managed to take down a few of the invaders, Booker managed to make his way back to the quarters he shared with his daughter and granddaughter. He stepped in and looked around warily, looking battered, limping, some of his clothing torn and with more than a few cuts and bruises, but being Booker, still quite well.

One hand clutched a Klingon pistol even as the other stuffed a large replicated sandwich into his mouth. He knew from experience that this would heal him quickly, more quickly than the Sickbay could. And it was a quick way to recharge in the middle of what might be a very long few days. War tended to be messy and prolonged.

Peering around, he listened and looked for his daughter.

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[just_dewitt]

Booker blinked at Elizabeth, then blinked again and turned to Emma, his mouth opening then shutting firmly. That was an odd thing, and way to react, almost like she was... huhn.

Realigning his brain to Emma's words, he gave a short shake of his head. "I knew you, in another world. One where you and your powers were public knowledge. We were allies for a time. Sometimes." He rubbed his face. "And I saw you here, looking different but oh so close to how you looked there, and with her." he waved a hand at Faith, smiling at her.

"In the other world, you didn't have her, but seemed very concerned about children and about security, or so it seemed to me. You taught me a few things. So, when this all happened, I took a chance."

[loiseau_ou_la_cage]

Elizabeth went back to trying to soothe Anne to sleep, focusing on the baby and not on the adults.

[diamonds_are_forever]

Emma weighed what Booker said, considering the implications. "I suppose that's as good a reason as any. Have you received any training for your telepathy? It's not terribly strong, but with some education you could learn to utilize it to stunning effect."

[just_dewitt]

"No, ah, it's rather new." Booker sat back, stroking his chin, wiping his hands on a small doily style handkerchief.

He wasn't much for propriety, but in a world where handkerchiefs were literally easy to make out pf thin air, he could do that, at least. He had a good dozen of them in his pockets, of all shapes and sizes.

"I was in a situation where I was surrounded by enemies, and trying to rescue Elizabeth, here, from those enemies. With my mind somewhat..,. off-kilter, I didn't think much of taking advantage of some mind and body altering chemicals at the place, called Vigors, which gave me powers, enabling me to handle those enemies."

He paused, blowing out a long breath of air, then shook his head. "Killing them, really, but yes. Anyway, the affects were supposed to be temporary, but they lasted and lasted, and started changing. When I got here, they confirmed that the substances were somehow altering my very genetics, in ways they didn't understand." He lifted his head to face Emma, square on.

"Hence the telepathy, and a slowly evolving suite of abilities that seems to be changing by the day."

[diamonds_are_forever]

Emma's eyebrow arched again. "That's a fascinating story. Do you require training with your other abilities as well? In one universe I taught at a school for gifted people, though they were all born with their powers they were not natively skilled with them."

[just_dewitt]

"I suppose I should. The only training I've had was on the job, so to speak." he gestured at Elizabeth.

"And that was some time ago. I've used some of them in being a private investigator, but they have changed since then, and I've had little but private sparring on the holodeck to do to work with them since." He looked at her again, smiling. "So, yes, I suppose I do."

[loiseau_ou_la_cage]

"I could use help too, Ms. Summers, if you're offering. It seems I take after my father in a wide variety of things." Elizabeth chimed in, now that her embarrassment was somewhat under control.

[diamonds_are_forever]

Emma smiled and nodded. "Alright. We'll work on that once the crisis is over. One thing at a time is the best way to approach these matters."

[just_dewitt]

Booker smiled at Elizabeth, proud of how she was finding her own strength again. Then he sighed and nodded to Emma. "That sounds about right.

"You and your daughter can use my room, if you need it to rest in, until this crisis is over." He nodded to the couch they were on. "This thing is quite a comfortable bed, I've learned."

[diamonds_are_forever]

Emma nodded and leaned back in her chair. "That sounds fine. In the meantime I suggest we amuse ourselves. We could play a card game. Faith knows Go Fish."

This was, Emma suspected, going to be a hell of an experience.

[just_dewitt]

Booker chuckled. "What the heck is Go Fish?" He nodded.