taxonomites | 005: [Visual] [Location: Walking around near the Sanctuary] No news is good news.

(OOC: This is a canon update to Heroes 4x08: Shadowboxing. Don't say I didn't warn you.)

It had been a bad day from the moment she had woken up. The idea of getting some kind of memory upgrade wasn't new to Claire, but the memories were. She could clearly remember Gretchen saying that she wasn't like her before she left, and how lonely she had felt sleeping in an empty dorm room. Her dad had almost killed Becky - to protect her, as usual. He wanted her to have the millions of normal things that she wanted but was never going to get. If Becky wasn't standing in her way, someone else would be.

As she started out of the Sanctuary, her thoughts drifted back to Sylar and his 'identity crisis'. She wanted to believe that she was wrong, but everything in her said otherwise. Every time she tried to think up another way to explain what Angela had said to her, she came up empty. And it wasn't just what she had said, it was the fact that she had never heard anything about Nathan being in trouble after that. Nathan hadn't mentioned it and didn't have any memories beyond that day. She kept catching up to the way things could have been at home, but his mind wasn't doing that. His memories stopped in that hotel room.

Gretchen was lucky to have gotten out when she could, because she was right; this was everyday life for Claire. The people she cared about were always in trouble. If they didn't leave, they ended up hurt or killed. It wasn't always her fault, but it was her life. She couldn't expect other people to give up theirs just because she cared about them. The truth was, she asked enough of people just by expecting them to believe that she had been through everything that she said she had. And she needed to stop trying to fix problems that were bigger than her with the first solution that came to mind.

Claire quickened her pace, turning her tablet on, then off, then on again as she walked. She wanted to check in on Nathan and talk to Peter, but she wasn't sure that she should do that right away. "Hey, it's -" she stopped talking, rubbing her eyes tiredly and continuing to move away from the Sanctuary.

"Nevermind, just..." If she couldn't form a sentence, she probably shouldn't have been trying to start a conversation with anyone. "Just, forget I said anything."

[ooc ;; /bumps Peter's ass too. ]

"Claire?"

Peter fumbled around to try and find his tablet that was somewhere on the floor of his room. He slowly raised his head once his hand found it, looking over the edge of the bed at the visual image. She looked just as tired as he felt. His free hand moved up to rub his eyes as he tried to recall why he was so tired, besides probably the obvious which left to why he was shirtless in bed.

Then all the memories hit him at once. Son of a bitch, again? Peter shut his eyes tiredly and pulled his hand down his face. At least now he knew why he was exhausted. Even more so than he really should of been. Which meant that now he had Jeremy's healing ability still. And his body was screaming at him for abusing it.

Well, too bad, because distressed nieces trumped exhaustion.

"What is it?"

Edited 2009-11-11 04:21 (UTC)

OOC: Is still totally so unbumped. It's a lonely life.

Nathan frowned from inside Mary's guest room and looked to the tablet, picking it up. He'd just finished 'unpacking', which was actually getting clothes to wear from the replicators since his former wardrobe was a little wrecked by now.

So Claire's timing was impeccable. And in a sense, probably a good thing. He hadn't quite gotten to telling her where he was staying yet.

"Hi." He looked down at the screen, frown deepening at the look on Claire's face. "What's going on?"

[well, if peter talking to claire in the first place hadn't woken max up, him throwing the tablet across the room sure had.]

Claire?

You okay?

[ Ashley had tapped quickly at her tablet, not sure which mode she'd put it into; concentrating more on talking to and helping Claire rather than faffing with her tablet. She'd thought that this place might have been nice and quiet when she'd originally been brought here but now... now she thought it was just the same as everywhere else, if not worse ]

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