VIII. [ location: sanctuary for all (the shoe) ] i'm walking wounded, and i'd say it to your face.

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The Shoe was where the worst of the worst were kept. At least, that was what Peter remembered from the flood of memories from Dr. Magnus. The place in the Sanctuary where they kept the Abnormals that could never be allowed to intergrad with others were kept. The ones that they could hardly let roam free in fear of hurting others. It was the first place he could think of when Mohinder had finally found him after hurting so many people. It was either the Shoe, or Level 5, and Peter refused to go back to Primatech. It'd just make it worse.

( tl;dr )

[ ooc ;; posting this now in case i get super busy over thanksgiving/black friday! come bother the emo petrelli~
back tagging is always welcome for those who come home later in the weekend from the holiday! :D oh, and peter's pretty cell! windows intact, of course. ]

005: [Location: Winchester House] Thanksgiving

[iwantafamily.livejournal.com]

This could be considered overcompensating, but isn't extra food a good thing?

Mary has been up since six o'clock, preparing anything and everything that she thinks the boys might even remotely enjoy. This is Sam's first Thanksgiving with her, and the first that Dean will remember. It's the first Toby will spend with them - first American Thanksgiving, anyway, and she wants to make sure that it earns a place in their memories for all of the right reasons.

Most of the food has been cooked, not hatched. She doesn't bake her own bread, and she'll hit anyone who calls that cheating over the head with one of the loaves of sourdough that she got from the hatch. She got all of her ingredients out of it, which she has to admit is a lot faster than braving a grocery store during the holidays. The city has a few little perks that she has started to get comfortable with, and simplified shopping is one of them.

There's a part of her that is always going to miss watching a much smaller Dean try to sneak junk food into her cart when she's not looking, but those days are over. Mary is thankful for the opportunity that she's been given in Taxon, and she's trying hard to make sure that the boys don't end up disappointed. They've been instructed to show up, invite friends, and eat as much food as possible. She's not even going to give Dean a hard time about drinking tonight; it's a special occasion. But if they go through what she has in the fridge, she can't promise that she won't tell him to take it easy. Pie and milk go together, pie and beer do not.

If she's watching Doctor Sexy, M.D. instead of football, then he can drink his alcohol slowly.

For now Mary is rushing around the kitchen, putting the finishing touches on everything. It's been three days since her run-in with Peter, and she has been careful to cover all of her bruises with turtlenecks. Today it's a red one and a long black skirt, with a floral waist apron that she can't wait to take off. Having spent hours smelling the food and being too busy to pick at it, she's pretty hungry.

Oh, and she's kind of curious to find out what makes Doctor Sexy sexy, too.

009: [location: taxon forest]/[visual] (accidental)

[skyfrome.livejournal.com]

After the humiliating events of Halloween (which Mal will be denying vociferously), he's been spending quite a lot of time avoiding the outside world beyond the walls of his ship, so as not to provoke it into making any more of a fool out of him. Sometimes a man just needs to stretch his legs, however, and that is what he's currently doing.

...it's quite surprising that he never noticed there's a forest in Taxon before, but he certainly likes it. It's absent of the hatches and bizarre architecture that make the rest of the city reek so horribly of artifice, and it's quiet. Up until recently he'd been whistling the tune to Hero of Canton (it's catchy, what?), but he stops when he notices a rabbit nearby. The little thing seems to be quite aware of his presence (with his clunky boots and whistling it'd have to be a pretty dense rabbit not to), but oddly it doesn't seem startled.

Taking a couple of ginger steps closer, close enough to touch the animal (which seems much too absorbed in the foliage to bother with him), he kneels down and reaches out a hand to pet it gently. Naturally, the tablet of great evil on his wrist is recording all this.

"Well, ain't you a cute little thing?"

[location: The Hedge Maze][accidental visual]

[graygirlpip.livejournal.com]

Chiana didn't really know how she had arrived in this place. The walls were tall. And green. She had been wondering and had found the entrance. It looked interesting, and being the curious creature that she was, Chiana had gone right in without thinking.

An hour later, she was still lost.

"Hello?" She called out. Why she thought it would work this time and not the last fifteen was something she didn't really think about. She didn't realize that her tablet, which was connected at her wrist, had turned on. "Anyone there?" She made another turn and was positive she had been in this part before, but couldn't prove it so she just kept moving.

[voice]Listen up

[c-lassiter-sbpd.livejournal.com]

[Carlton turned on his tablet to the voice setting, not really feeling like showing his face currently. He had plans to shape Taxon up - not that he had shared them with anyone. The latest tablet buzz about yet another set of attacks had only helped him decide that there was no time like the present. He was in this Taxon place - so he might as well do the only thing he was good at. Maybe there would be a few who might join up? If not, he could do it alone. Or die trying.]

Alright, folks. I've only been here a little while now, but it's already easy to see that you all need a little law and a lot of order around this place.

So here's where I come in. Detective Carlton Lassiter, Santa Barbara Police Department. If you're interested in shaping this place up, feel free to contact me with this. Thing. Otherwise, keep your nose clean.

[ooc - Carlton is making a bit of an ass out of himself and doesn't fully realize it.]