[Elle sounds ever-so-slightly awkward, like she's confused about something.] Howie? I think... I think I remember some stuff. I mean, it's coming back. Can... can I talk to you?

[There's a big awkward pause here because she wants to say something to Peter but isn't sure what.]

That's it.

[ooc: THIS IS FAKE. She's only got a few of her memories ( Read more... )

[Elle, in her brilliance, forgot to turn off the audio on her journal, but all you can hear is a muffled conversation between her and Howie. It's punctuated with a few bursts of what sound like static electricity, which get louder as the conversation goes on. Then there's a thud, immediately followed by a much stronger burst of electricity and a ( Read more... )

I'm guessing I didn't qualify for the clouds-and-harps treatment, huh? So what now? An eternity of sitting in my room talking to a computer screen? 'Cause that sounds peachy.

[Elle sits down in front of the camera, looking decidedly freaked out. Her hair is damp.]

Okay, I was willing to roll with probably being a businesswoman or maybe, like, a really high-class hooker...

[Awkward glance down at her push-up bra and shirt with the plunging neckline.]And then I was in the shower and there was this spider and it kinda ( Read more... )

[private to Adam]

Before I came here, Bennet said some stuff about my dad. That he locked me up when I was a kid. Experimented on me. Was he lying?

[private to Adam]

Can you pick a lock?

[private to Tony]

Do you still have my file?

[private to Peter, added after her ability mysteriously vanishes]

Did you

Why

Peter...