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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: [peter] is with nancy drewautophoenix on November 24th, 2010 10:01 pm (UTC)
"Peter?" There's an undeniable surprise in her voice as she makes her way out of the coffee shop only to run into a guy she was pretty sure she'd never see again. But then his words process and her surprise manages to shift to a marginally confused look as she shakes her head a little. "Why would anyone be throwing you off a roof in the first place?"
Peter Petrelli: smirkmybrothershadow on November 24th, 2010 10:24 pm (UTC)
The Cheerleader. Claire. Make that two people here who never thought they'd see the other again. It's a good surprise. She's been on his mind a great deal since Claude did throw him off the roof.

"He heard about Odessa and thought it was a hobby for me," he jokes a little, shaking his head. "This guy...Claude. He's trying to teach me how to use my powers."
Claire Bennet: [fierce] just call me sasha fierceautophoenix on November 24th, 2010 10:39 pm (UTC)
Joking about Homecoming definitely eases her mind a little. It's too recent for her to really have let go, but joking about it at least helps her pretend it hurts less, so she gives him a weak smile to show her appreciation. However, it too turns to a confused look after a moment and she cocks her head a little to the side.

"How to use ...?" She looks around a little suspiciously at the other people in the streets, not trusting them and not wanting them to know what a freak either of them are. She nods toward the coffee shop. "Come on, we can talk inside." Pulling open the door, she lowers her voice a little to finish out the question.

"I thought using our powers was always kind of ... you know, trial and error. I mean, mine always does it on its own. Like, I get ... you know, hurt, and it just gets better on its own." A frown. "It's not like that for you?"
Peter Petrelli: I believe I can flymybrothershadow on November 24th, 2010 11:00 pm (UTC)
Peter has been a sucker for Claire since before he actually met her so he grabs the door and then follows her in. He never really did get the chance to explain to her how he's different from her. Once they're seated, he starts the explanation.

"Remember how I told you I wasn't really like you?" he doesn't really wait for an answer. It's more of an introduction to the explanation than anything. "You heal. I'm...empathic. I borrow people's powers from them. Some of the powers, like yours, I think work on their own. Others...like flying and invisibility, I have to figure out how to activate them."

He pauses a moment, his mind on Claude's method of teaching him how to use the powers. "Throwing me off a roof activates your power, oddly enough. Not the flying."
Claire Bennet: ✓ danger will robinson. abort. abort.autophoenix on November 24th, 2010 11:14 pm (UTC)
The explanation is a lot to take in all at once. She's never even met someone with her ability, imagining that Peter has something similar but entirely different is just … well, it's way above her pay grade, that's for sure. The confusion lingers in her face as she folds her arms on the table in front of her and leans in some, chewing on the inside of her cheek as she tries to work through this in her mind.

"So, you can only do what I can do because I can do it?" Whoa. Work on the wording there, Claire. She shakes her head a little and rephrases. "I mean, the healing. You can only do it because I can do it and you … caught it from me, or something?" Like some kind of freaky disease. She tries to focus on humor instead of that fact, though, and gives him a wry smile. "I've fallen off my share of things -- well, jumped. I guess it makes sense that it'd trigger it for you." After a pause, she sits back some.

"Empathetic. What else can you do? I mean, flying and invisibility and the healing thing, is there anything else? Who'd you get that other stuff from?" She has more question than answers, but these days that's pretty par for the course. Everything about this power has just led her to more and more headaches and worsened the curiosity.
Peter Petrelli: I believe I can flymybrothershadow on November 24th, 2010 11:38 pm (UTC)
"I can only do it because you can do it. You saved me, Claire." He grins at her then looks down at the table. He's not entirely sure he should be revealing everyone else's powers. "Not to sound ungrateful but I would have liked it to trigger the flying. Healing hurts."

He looks back up at her and pushes his hangs out of his face. "I can fly and I've got invisibility. I can manipulate time...sort of. In theory and I think I might be able to move things with my mind."

He hedges a little longer then decides he might as well spill. "The flying is from my brother. The invisibility from the guy that's helping me. Manipulating time is from Hiro and the telekinesis is probably from the guy who came after you."
Claire Bennet: [peter] is my favorite uncleautophoenix on November 25th, 2010 01:49 am (UTC)
"You get used to it," she responds with a wry kind of amusement, nose crinkling. Being able to talk about it with someone who actually knows what she's going through is still new to her, and she's planning on taking full advantage of it. "I guess that makes us even, though, huh? I mean, you saved mine first." It's probably a little juvenile to put it in those terms, but considering how much she's got on her plate to deal with that's way above her maturity bracket, she figures it's only fair to even it out like that.

"Manipulating time, what does that mean? You're like your own personal Delorean or something?" She stops herself, placing her palms flat on the table and scooting her chair back some. "Sorry, I … the interrogation isn't really fair, I know. Do you want something to drink or anything? I just really like having someone to actually talk to about this, it's … no one else really understands."
Peter Petrelli: crazy crooked grinmybrothershadow on November 25th, 2010 02:08 am (UTC)
That makes him chuckle a little. "No. It's fine. I've been trying to talk to my brother about it. I'm pretty sure he's one more conversation away from putting me in a mental institution. The one guy I can talk to is a cranky British guy who's been invisible for the last decade. Maybe longer."

His eyes meet hers, still amused. "And no. He's not my imaginary friend." If he were telling Nathan this, he'd be much more serious about it. "Let's get something to drink then we'll both talk about it. You can tell me more about the healing. I can tell you more about everything." He catches one of the waitress' eye and signals her over to order coffee, a piece of pie and whatever Claire wants.
Claire Bennet: [smile] thinautophoenix on November 25th, 2010 02:27 am (UTC)
"At least you can try talking to your brother about it, I mean, my dad would rather pretend it doesn't exist at all." And her mom and brother don't even remember what happened. There's a brief flicker of sadness in her smile but she quickly diverts her attention to the waitress and asks for hot chocolate and some equally over-sugared pastry. By the time Peter's the center of her attention again, she's managed to go back to pretending she doesn't have to worry about the family situation.

"How weird is it that I've gotten to the point where invisible is easier to believe than imaginary friend? I mean, that guy at Homecoming, the things he could do, and you too, I just …" She shakes her head. "It kinda makes you think anything's possible, you know?" A certain degree of excitement twinkles in her expression as she sits forward some, fully invested. "I have so many questions."
Peter Petrelli: crazy crooked grinmybrothershadow on November 25th, 2010 02:55 am (UTC)
He echoes her excitement because while part of this has been a nightmare, there's a huge part of it that is everything Peter used to dream about when he was a little kid. Peter is getting to be a super hero and what little kid reading comic books didn't want to be a super hero when he grew up.

"Yeah? I bet I've got close to as many. You go first."
Claire Bennet: [smile] well you knowautophoenix on November 25th, 2010 03:23 am (UTC)
That makes her smile and she can't help but shake her head a little.

"I don't even know here to start," she admits. It's the first honest admission she's made since blurting out to her dad that it wasn't luck that saved her at Homecoming, and it feels good. It takes her a minute, but she give him a prying look. "What's it like? Flying. I mean, it's not like I've never been in a plane before, but …" But, this is different. That much is obvious.

"And how'd you find out what you could do? I mean, have you always been able to, or is it a new thing, or … You said your brother is the flying guy, right? So, can your whole family do things?" It brings up an interesting question about her own family. Her real family. Sure, the Bennets are as average as they come, but her real family has to have some similar biology. The one that the Haitian was telling her about right before she showed up in Roanoake.

The mother she'd been trying to find. But, if Peter's an empath and his brother can fly, what does that mean for Meredith Gordon and what Claire might have found in Kermit, Texas? She bites down on her lip, racking her brain for answers that she just doesn't have.
Peter Petrelli: I believe I can flymybrothershadow on November 25th, 2010 03:52 am (UTC)
It's nice to talk about this to someone who's interested and excited. "The flying the thing I wanted to do the most. It's--" he stops because he doesn't know how you explain flying to anyone. "Amazing. I'll show you if you like. If you trust me." Really the risk is minimal. If the crash they'll both heal.

"As far as I know, it's only me and my brother. My dad died several months ago and I don't think Mom can do anything. I found out about flying because I started having dreams about flying--I think that's another power but I don't know who I got it from or how to control it--I tried it, stepping off a building one day and I fell. Nathan flew up to catch me. After that he and I were arguing. He kept telling me that I'd imagined him flying. I'd just gotten lucky. I was angry because I knew what I'd seen. I wasn't crazy and all of the sudden I was floating in the air without thinking about it."

He takes a sip of his coffee when it comes trying to order his thoughts and form questions as well as answers. "Can you stop the healing? If you wanted to hide what you can do from paramedics or something. Can you just make it stop?"
Claire Bennet: [pain] that kind of hurtautophoenix on November 25th, 2010 04:03 am (UTC)
"That sounds great," she replies quickly on the subject of the chance to fly, her own thoughts moving along a similar line that even if he did lose control or find that he couldn't do it properly, they'd both be fine. Other than that, though, she just shuts up to let him explain and listens intently, gearing up for her own return explanation.

"Stop it? No. I mean, if I can, I haven't figured out how to yet." Claire shrugs a little bit, biting down her tongue for further questions until after she's answered his. "But there is one thing. Say for instance I break something." She looks around for something to make a kind of diagram with but finds nothing. Looking down at her empty hands, she gives a kind of shrug and then exchanges a glance with him. Why not, right?

After making sure that nobody's looking too closely at them, she wraps one hand around her opposite hand's pointer finger and cracks it, grimacing at the feeling but biting down on her lip to keep from vocalizing the pain. She lays her hand on the table for him to see, the middle of the joint bent at an awkward angle where the break is.

"It stays broken until I," while she speaks, she picks her hand back up off the table and uses her other to slowly pop the bone back into place, cringing at both the sensation and the cracking noise, "put it back to how it's supposed to be." Once the bone's back in place, she holds up her hand. The bruising that had been around the break heals up first, and then the swelling goes down, indicating that the bone itself has sealed back in the appropriate structure. She flexes her fingers.

"That's all though, I think." Except for the spot in the back of her head, of course. That's not really coffee shop talk, though, and it's kind of different. The morgue and Brody aren't really the kind of things she wants to touch on ever, regardless of how relevant it probably is to Peter knowing what he can now do.

"So, this dreaming thing." She prompts quickly to make sure and stop herself from brooding on it any longer. "Is that how you knew to come find me? Did you dream about me, too?" It sounds more vain and self-important out loud, but Claire doesn't seem to notice. They're both pretty regular traits for her, anyway.
Peter Petrelli: Huh...mybrothershadow on November 25th, 2010 04:45 am (UTC)
He doesn't flinch much at the way she breaks her finger. Any horror from her doing that to herself is replaced with curiosity. "That makes sense. When I tackled that guy off the roof, my feet were pointing the wrong direction. I put them right and they healed quickly."

The back of the head would be relevant but it's something he'd rather her skip and not brood over as traumatic as it is.

He shakes his head at her question. "Hiro told me about you. He said I had to save the cheerleader. Then there's this guy who can paint the future. He painted one of you running up the steps from someone then he painted one of me that night at your high school." He pauses because he knows this part sounds crazy. He gnaws a bit on the edge of his lip.

"I was dead in the painting."
Claire Bennet: ✓ but i'm a cheerleader.autophoenix on November 26th, 2010 02:57 am (UTC)
"But, you're not dead now." Duh, Claire. She shuts her eyes, looking like she realizes how stupid that sounds and shakes her head a little. That whole lack of filter thing can be kind of embarrassing at moments like this. "I mean, if he paints the future, shouldn't he paint it … right? You lived." It doesn't exactly make sense, and even for the girl who can survive a woodchopper, painting the future seems like a stretch.

"He really painted me?"
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