spongetastic: (Roofing)
Peter Petrelli ([personal profile] spongetastic) wrote in [community profile] paradisa2013-05-07 03:16 am

Episode 110

[Peter is sitting in a hallway of the Event Horizon. His shoulder has a homemade bandage taken from strips of his jacket, and there are bloody marks on his neck and cheek. He hasn't bothered to wipe them off. He plays with a strip of his jacket, weaving it between his fingers. He speaks, though he doesn't seem to be talking to anyone visible]

Pieces of string... Change one thing and you change everything. You thought you were so smart. Thought you could do it right. But the string broke like fragile butterfly wings.

[he pauses, sucking in a sharp breath as the hallucination changes]

Gone. All gone. Quiet and empty... forever.


[ooc: journal or action available. Please go here if you want the encounter to go violently]
hardenedimmortal: (The hell?)

Dictated

[personal profile] hardenedimmortal 2013-05-07 07:42 am (UTC)(link)
Peter?

[His tone is cautious, worried]

Peter, are you alright?
Edited 2013-05-07 07:42 (UTC)
kungfuwitch: (is this the real life is it just fantasy)

Dictated

[personal profile] kungfuwitch 2013-05-07 12:39 pm (UTC)(link)
[No. No no no no no this can't be happening. It can't. Phoebe's voice shakes as she tries desperately to hold it together, hold onto the hope that it might not be him. He might be fine and it might not be him and... okay so she knows it's empty hope but she has to TRY]

Peter...?
kungfuwitch: (breaking my heart)

Dictated forever /sob

[personal profile] kungfuwitch 2013-05-07 06:42 pm (UTC)(link)
Peter!

[She cries out, desperate to reach him somehow, wanting to bring him back.]

Peter. Baby, listen to me. I'm fine. I'm safe. You're going to be alright. We'll be back together soon, you hear me?
kungfuwitch: (breaking my heart)

[personal profile] kungfuwitch 2013-05-07 06:56 pm (UTC)(link)
Who? Who's all alone?
hardenedimmortal: (Wha?)

Dictated

[personal profile] hardenedimmortal 2013-05-07 07:35 pm (UTC)(link)
Who crumbled to dust?
hardenedimmortal: (Huh.)

Dictated

[personal profile] hardenedimmortal 2013-05-07 07:51 pm (UTC)(link)
Peter? Peter, listen to me. What is going on? What are you seeing?
hardenedimmortal: (Huh.)

Dictated

[personal profile] hardenedimmortal 2013-05-07 08:54 pm (UTC)(link)
[He feels horribly helpless, almost desperate. He wants to be able to reach Peter, to comfort him]

What are you seeing?

[His voice is a whisper, the pain showing through]
hardenedimmortal: (Hm?)

Dictated

[personal profile] hardenedimmortal 2013-05-07 09:11 pm (UTC)(link)
Your mother.

[Not a question, a statement. He knew Angela Petrelli well enough to guess that was something she would do]
hardenedimmortal: (Okay)

Dictated

[personal profile] hardenedimmortal 2013-05-07 09:21 pm (UTC)(link)
That was cruel, even for her.

[He felt rage. He was sure that if Angela was near him, he would kill her with his bare hands. Not even he was capable of something as cruel as that]
hardenedimmortal: (Huh.)

Dictated

[personal profile] hardenedimmortal 2013-05-07 09:38 pm (UTC)(link)
Phoebe and I are going to get you out, Peter. I promise.
hardenedimmortal: (I see.)

Dictated

[personal profile] hardenedimmortal 2013-05-07 09:52 pm (UTC)(link)
Peter...

[The fear was back. What in the hell was going on over there?]
hardenedimmortal: (The hell?)

Dictated

[personal profile] hardenedimmortal 2013-05-07 09:57 pm (UTC)(link)
Yes. Yes, it's me, Peter.

[Desperation. Please hold on to that clarity, Peter. Please]
hardenedimmortal: (Okay)

Dictated

[personal profile] hardenedimmortal 2013-05-07 10:09 pm (UTC)(link)
Why can't who stay, Peter?

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