Adam Monroe (
hardenedimmortal) wrote in
paradisa2013-05-12 09:54 pm
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[Action + Accidental Dictation]
[Adam had reached for his journal in order to check up on certain people. He'd disappeared before making sure that they were okay physically. He'd needed to take care of his own mental needs. His fragile psyche had been on the verge of shattering around him and, when that happened, people typically got hurt.
He'd fled to the forest where he'd let off some steam and just generally let himself unwind. Days later, he was still there. In that time, he'd acquired a new friend. A surprisingly fluffy kitten with reddish black fur and brilliant yellow green eyes. He'd tried to ignore the little creature at first, but it had been persistent. Finally, he'd allowed it to stay and even fed it and gave it attention.
But now? Now, he was wishing that he'd never met that fur ball. He hadn't even opened the journal when the kitten somehow managed to get onto his head and sink her claws into his scalp. The journal had fallen out of his hands and hit the ground, opening. The entire castle was treated to cursing in various languages including English, French, Italian, and Japanese]
I WILL SKIN YOU ALIVE AND STICK YOU IN A STEW!
[There was a faint sound of a cat meowing]
I don't give a damn if you are a kitten or that I can't feel pain. THAT DOES NOT GIVE YOU THE RIGHT TO SCALP ME!
[More cursing, then some yowling and meowing]
Bloody cat.
He'd fled to the forest where he'd let off some steam and just generally let himself unwind. Days later, he was still there. In that time, he'd acquired a new friend. A surprisingly fluffy kitten with reddish black fur and brilliant yellow green eyes. He'd tried to ignore the little creature at first, but it had been persistent. Finally, he'd allowed it to stay and even fed it and gave it attention.
But now? Now, he was wishing that he'd never met that fur ball. He hadn't even opened the journal when the kitten somehow managed to get onto his head and sink her claws into his scalp. The journal had fallen out of his hands and hit the ground, opening. The entire castle was treated to cursing in various languages including English, French, Italian, and Japanese]
I WILL SKIN YOU ALIVE AND STICK YOU IN A STEW!
[There was a faint sound of a cat meowing]
I don't give a damn if you are a kitten or that I can't feel pain. THAT DOES NOT GIVE YOU THE RIGHT TO SCALP ME!
[More cursing, then some yowling and meowing]
Bloody cat.

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I hope no one's allergic to cats.
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[yeah did he forget to mention he had that power?]
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You can get memories from touching objects?
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[Slightly alarmed look now. Despite working with Maury, he wasn't a fan of that particular power]
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[A moment of silence then]
What other abilities do you have?
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Speaking of Elle, how was the sadistic little vixen doing last you heard?
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She's dead.
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Oh.
[He suddenly remembers something that Peter had said earlier, something that didn't quite match up with what he'd heard]
Peter, you said something about your father having a bullet hole in him. Didn't Arthur die of a heart attack?
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That's the story Mom told us. But when I jumped off that roof, she changed it and told us he was depressed and killed himself. And that the two others before that were both suicide attempts. But it turns out she tried to poison him. Makes me wonder if those two previous heart attacks were her trying to kill him, too.
[he pushes his hair off his forehead] I had a gun and I tried to kill him, you know. My dad. But I couldn't... Sylar did it for me. He said I wasn't a killer.
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Sylar was right, Peter. You're not a killer, not at your heart.
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I wonder what that says.... I can't entirely forgive either of you, but you and Sylar both went out of your way to help me more than once.
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[As for using Peter, he did feel guilty about that. He had grown quite attached to the younger man over the few months that they'd spent in Hartsdale and then over their road trip. Something suddenly occurs to him and he pauses, looking over at him]
What happened to me after I started that bar fight and left...the Carp...
[He finds it hard to say Hiro's name, even now]
And his friend to fend for themselves?
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Because Peter already told him: "he crumbled to dust", and he's sure Adam didn't miss it]
My father took your power, and it killed you. Hiro's dying, too, last I saw him. It's no wonder Sylar's afraid of ending up alone... I'm afraid of that, too.
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The Carp's dying?
[He's almost glad to hear that. Almost. A part of him, the last little remnant of Kensei, felt pain at the loss of the man that he had once considered a brother]
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Brain tumor, so healing blood won't help him. Apparently all that stopping time and transporting through space took a toll on him. We all have problems. Sylar went crazy, Claire can't feel pain, and me... It's hard. If I didn't have Phoebe here, I think I would've turned into that man I met in the future.
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What do you mean, Peter?
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My future self came back in time. He was... different. Hardened, harsh, more closed up and jaded. There was a scar... In two different futures, I get the same scar. I don't know what it means.
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