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24 November 2010 @ 03:54 pm
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Peter turns on the heel of his foot quickly. Okay, he was trying to use Hiro's power at Claude's behest but this wasn't where he was trying to go. At least he's been here before and he knows what to expect with a sigh he starts walking down the street toward the coffee shop.

"At least no one is likely to throw me off the roof here."

[ooc: have a mid s1 Peter]
 
 
 
Claire Bennet: ✓ well?  do you wanna?autophoenix on January 19th, 2011 06:35 am (UTC)
His question about testing her power got a sheepish nod. It wasn't really something she was prepared to discuss at length -- she didn't like bragging about the kind of issues it obviously proved she had that she would throw herself off a gravel plant and see what happened, or tell her friend to hit her with his car. Or to drive Brody Mitchum's car into a wall at seventy miles per hour. But, this was Peter. Her hero. Honesty was never a question with Peter, it was a given.

"It was just something I had to do," she confessed in a quiet tone, before latching onto the change of topic to get away from that. Freak standards were pretty complicated when they were both pretty freaky, all things considered, but that didn't mean she was any less worried about what he might think of her if he decided she was just some loser suicidal teenager.

"Petrelli?" She shook her head, not knowing quite what that entailed. She was pretty well-versed in state and national government, but only state for where she lived. Which was decidedly pretty far from New York, so knowing that Nathan was running for that seat was a little beyond her knowledge. Particularly considering she couldn't even vote yet.

"Maybe you can take me sometime and I can see it. I mean, you live there, right? So, I could stay with you or something." By the sound of it, the prospect excited her -- getting away the nagging, prying eyes of people at Union Wells? Definitely not something she'd say no to at this point. The TV cameras were a nightmare, but worse were her fellow students. With the exception of Zach, none of them seemed able to look at her the same way.
Peter Petrelli: scrubs and a smilemybrothershadow on January 28th, 2011 04:28 am (UTC)
/late tag forever
"To see how far it would go." He made it a statement, almost an end to her sentence rather than a question. He did get it and he would have said that in some part it was human nature. When he spoke again, his voice was concerned. Whether Claire liked it or not, he felt responsible for her now. She was his cheerleader and he saved her. She had to stay saved now. "You should be careful though. Okay?" He squeezed her hand lightly when he said it.

"Nathan is running for Senator," Peter explained. He didn't judge her for not knowing. He didn't honestly pay much attention to politics until Nathan got involved. "There's a lot of press and media around right now."

He could hear the excitement in her voice and nodded. He couldn't deny her that. Besides it was good for a teenager to see the world, right? And New York City had a lot of the world in it. "As long as your Dad says it's okay, you can come for a couple of weeks in the summer. If we time it right I'll be out of work and I can show you around."