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Who: Wrath, Winter, Beverly, Charles, and Erik
Broadcast: None
Action: on the Iskaulit
When: June 4

[Wrath's very excited about having so many of her friends around. While she likes showing off the Windrose, she decided the Iskaulit would be a better place. There are plenty of spare rooms not far from the mural where she can set up temporarily, and this way she's not taking up her ship's dining area and making things difficult for her crewmates.

She's got snacks lined up--including more dried bacon kelp--and an array of good drinks. Officer Snuggles, released from his tactical fox vest, is hanging around in the hopes that some ~~sucker~~ kind stranger will feed him under the table.

A deck of cards is waiting, and she managed to find a box of game tokens that should work well during one last trip to the moon. Everything's ready.]

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May I ask... how many people have started developing abilities like yours? As far as I know, Wesley is the only human who can do what he does, so I'm curious.

[ He considers this, thinking about the millions of lights in Cerebro. ]

Hundreds. We usually develop our powers during puberty.

Hmm. Any notion of what triggered it?

Oh, certainly. There is a new gene that has emerged from the DNA pool known as the X gene. It's located at the 23rd chromosome.

Fascinating, how the universes diverge. What year is it for you, back home?

It's 1973.

Hmm. So our divergences happened earlier... I've been finding that my timeline seems to mostly diverge in the 1990s from a lot of other people I've met here, which strikes me as... odd. I've been trying to figure out if there is some sort of pattern in when Atroma brings people from.

Diverge how?

You probably won't find a pattern to when, I'm afraid. The last time I was in a place like this, it was ten years ago.

Well, it's the year 2370 for me and no such gene exists for us. So no doubt by the time your Earth reaches my year, it will look extremely different from my Earth, because of that influence.

And what I mean about the "when" of it all is that the majority of people here seem to originate from Earth, and of those, a surprising number come from the turn of the millennium.

Ah, that's less surprising. Mutants, as far as I know, are a trademark of my world and timelines that diverge from it. Or vice-versa, I suppose. It's not a common phrase in other alternate timelines or universes.

[She nods thoughtfully. “Mutant” would definitely not have a positive connotation in her world. She’d never thought to call Wesley that and neither had anyone else.]

It makes sense, though. With an infinite number of possible universes out there, the differences between some will be relatively minor while for others they will be radically different.

It’s just that before Atroma intervened, I had never had experience with any that were so far removed from my own.

[ He nods. ]

These . . . pocket dimensions where people can get pulled in usually has that effect. This is my third time, so the appeal has left me.

[She shrugs.]

What can I say? I'm an explorer. It's in my nature.

What do you explore?

Outer space, other planets, other cultures... or at least, that's what our ship does in general. My specialties lie in medical technology and botany.

[ Charles blinks. ]

Were you on another ship then? An exploration ship?

Oh! Yes! I'm sorry, since you knew about Betazoids already, I thought you knew: I'm in Starfleet.

Ah, so you and Captain Kirk are from the same universe. I hadn't realized.

Not... Quite. He's from a universe parallel to mine and from an earlier time as well. He was born about a hundred years before me.

That's . . . quite the divide. Unusual too.

You see why the patterns of who comes here intrigues me then. Even those who have been here from my universe have not been people I knew there. Much different from most people's experiences.

For me, this is the first time meeting mutants outside of my universe. I had some inkling, of course. I've interacted with my future self and other time travelers, but that was within the confines of my universe as well.

My condolences. Time travel is a real headache.

[Sort of joking, sort of not.]

[ He chuckles. ]

It certainly is that. I traveled through the mind. It was an . . . interesting experience.

I wish I had gone through the mind... at least I wouldn't have to be wearing a corset.