Posted Nov. 15, 2021, 1:48 p.m. by Civilian Micah Pikelsimer (Federation Security Agent) (James Sinclair)
Posted by Commander Shara Calloway (Chief Intelligence Officer) in Tennessee, Earth - Home Sweet Home
Posted by Civilian Micah Pikelsimer (Federation Security Agent) in Tennessee, Earth - Home Sweet Home
Posted by Commander Shara Calloway (Chief Intelligence Officer) in Tennessee, Earth - Home Sweet Home
Posted by… suppressed (4) by the Post Ghost! 👻(snip)
“Nope. He’s not that clever.” Micah said with a low growl. It took them fifteen minutes waking in silence to reach the ‘crash site’. Micah’s eyes swept the area and then he moved and reached down with his metal arm and picked up a twisted piece of electronics and plastic. He appraised it with a critical look and then said “Cheap Tellerite model. You can pick ‘em up in most any toy store or hobby shop.” He looked more closely and then it seemed a bit of weight left his shoulders. He looked at Shara and said with a grin “Serial numbers are intact.” She would know as well as he that if this had been a professional, there would be no serial numbers on parts. “Hmm.. this is certainly interestin’, fer sure.” Micah mumbled. He stared at the remnants for a bit and then toed them in his bag. “I’ll look up where this one came from when we get back.” he said to the group. He then looked at the Morgans and said ell, I sure do appreciate you looking out for the place. How ‘bout I buy a pig from ya as thanks?” Billy Jack positively beamed and he said “Sh-sh-sh-sure, sir. You want one fer raising or eatin’?” Micah said “Cooking. Dinner tonight. Think you got a small one?” Billy Jack nodded and said “Uh-huh. I’ll bring it over.” Micah smiled and said “Appreciated. Now we’re gonna head back to the house. If y’all wanna stay for supper, you are welcome.” Cloris shook her head and said “Thank ya, but we got a potluck at the church tonight.” She gave Micah a singular look and said “You wanna come?” Micah laughed and said “YOu already know that answer.” and Cloris laughed. “I do. Ok, see ya Mr. Pikelsimer. Ladies, a pleasure.” and the Morgan family began walking away waving.
Micah
Shara had bit back a snort. The chance of her showing up a local church social was next to nil, unless there was something to be gleaned from such an event. But her and Micah being social in the community as a couple? Not a chance. But her own relief at the clear lack of threat Micahs brother produced was obvious.
Nadine all the while just stood there bewildered. “Okay, what do I need to know that I don’t, and is this going to give me a headache by knowing it?”
Shara slipped her arm around Nadine’s shoulders in the closest amount of physical contact they had had thus far and grinned. “It might be time to introduce you to the moonshine.”
“Oh no,” Nadine said, skeptical, but also intrigued. “You weren’t really going to fight her, were you?”
Shara stepped away, walking backwards. “I know one-hundred an fifty two ways to kill a humanoid of various species. Half the art is knowing when to hold back so you don’t overly injure someone.” And with that she spun on the ball of foot and headed back towards the house, having a much better lay of the land and knowing her way.
Nadine looked to Micah, almost expectantly. “I’m going to regret this, aren’t I?” Though what she was referring to was left open, even to herself.
~Shara & Nadine
Micah laughed loudly and said “Oh child… if you don’t regret this whole thing by now, I think you’ll be okay. Just remember: two glasses of water before, one glass for each half of the jar.” and he clapped he solidly on the shoulder with a mischievous gleam in his eyes. “Now lets go get drunk! WOO HOO!!!” and he started off after Shara.
He looked back over his shoulder and grinned “‘Bout time you became a full-fledged member of the family, kiddo. Just go with it. Up here, you get to do stupid-a$$ s#!+ you wouldn’t do at home.” and he laughed again.
Micah
Nadine just stood there and shook her head. She was the primary school teacher, setting a good example for the next generation. Of course she had had her moments of rebellion (hence the shoplifting charge on her juvenile record), but on the whole Nadine was an upstanding citizen. Even when she let loose a little, it looked a lot… well, different than any of what was unfolding. Shara’s grin and pride at her ability to kill a person stuck with her and it should creep her out, but Micah was right. She had no regrets meeting her birth mother and her spouse and why should she start now. “Water, lots of water, got it,” she muttered as she broke into a light jog to catch up.
Slipping an eyelid partly open it was annoyingly bright out. But at least her head didn’t hurt too much. Just enough to remind her what had happened last night. Though admittedly some parts were a little fuzzy. Nadine found herself on the couch and assumed that that was where she had passed out. though at least she had a blanket?
Footfalls above her announced someone coming down the stairs.
Shara smirked. “Morning sunshine,” she said with a grin.
Nadine groaned. “No way. You can’t tell me you’re not feeling any of that..”
The elder woman chuckled. “Nah, not really. but then again I was careful this time. I’ve already had my over indulgence episode and I know better now. Didn’t Micah warn you?”
Nadine grumbled and pulled the blanket over her head, making Shara laugh again.
~Nadine and Shara
“Awww… is she hurtin’? I figured your Ma’s genetics would keep the worst at bay.” came the voice of Micah, followed by heavy footfalls on the spiral stairs.
Shara snorted. “Yes, but Curtis was a cheap drunk. Then again we were teenagers and I never drank myself then, so I don’t know how good my info is.”
Micah was only half-dressed, deigning to protect Nadine’s sensibilities by wearing a pair of shorts fashioned from cut-off camouflage pants, but that was all. His bare fleshed exposed, some of the story of Micah Pikelsimer could be seen. Numerous scars covered his body ranging from phaser burns to lacerations to puncture wounds. Most noticeable of these was a lattice-work pattern of vivid, angry red lines across his back, chest, and thighs.
“Who cooks breakfast? My thought is the one who passed out first, but I don’t know if she’s up for it.” and he chuckled.
Micah
“She’s most definitely not up for it,” Nadine grumbled, still hiding under the blanket.
Shara leaned over and patted her daughter’s leg. For a moment she just gazed at her form with a touch of awe, reminding herself how extraordinary this all was. A part of her expected to wake up and find out it was all a dream. All of it. but it wasn’t. This was her life and for the first time in a really long time, good things had happened and there were more on the horizon. How extraordinary.
Eventually, she looked over Micah and smiled deeply. “How about I handle the toast and you do the scrambled eggs?” Toast she could handle. It wouldn’t even be burnt!
~Shara & Nadine
Micah shook his head and said “I would rather have my guts eaten by a Sagellian lava-worm than have you cooking, my dearest and sweetest love.” and he smiled as he kissed her cheek and then pinched her butt. “No, you go make sure that one is alive. I got breakfast.” and he swaggered off into the kitchen.
A few minutes later he called from the stove “Hey hun? Why don’t ya put some on some music? Y’all don’t wanna hear me singing to myself… trust me.”
Micah
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