Day 38: Lunch

[beloved_less]

Soubi was beginning to feel the effects of a busy morning on a tired body. To make things worse, they were serving Tacos and Burritos. He could really do some with something a bit softer today. Blander. But it was hardly his biggest concern right now

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[yin_yang_fox]

Renamon had much on her mind when she came to the cafeteria, and it was safe to say that food was not one of them. She moved to a table near the wall and sat down, closing her eyes as she started a light meditation.

It wouldn't do very well if she was preoccupied when the person she was to interview showed up. She tried to focus her thoughts.

[Peter Petrelli =D]

[human_sponge]

While Peter's talk with Roland hadn't left him feeling much better, at least he had been able to actually tell someone about last night without having to go into the gross details. After the shift in the library, however, he made sure to check his bulletin post, and he did end up having to deal with some prying questions.

Along with a few implications that Elle deserved what she got, which left him confused and upset. While she had acted strangely at times, and giving him small shocks was apparently her idea of fun, that didn't necessarily mean she was better off dead. But then what did merit that amount of ruthlessness? Would Peter have it in him to kill Sylar if it came to that? Someone had basically responded and volunteered to help him do the deed, but now Peter was just conflicted.

If possible, he'd prefer to prevent the man somehow, stop him from murder without actually taking his life. But at this point, he had come far enough to wonder if that was a bit naive of him. He'd been willing to tell Claire that she had to kill

[yin_yang_fox]

Renamon waited a moment before opening her eyes, giving the man in front of her a through once-over. Her contact had stated he had no distinguishable features, and while she disagreed, she supposed from a human's perspective, that was true. She bowed her head to him, motioning with her hand for him to sit.

"I am Renamon," she said by way of introduction. "And I'm assuming you're the one I'm meeting."

[human_sponge]

That had worked out, then. Nodding, Peter took the seat, frowning just slightly when he heard the young woman's name. "Renamon" - while the pronunciation fit some Earth languages, it still wasn't something he'd heard before.

"Yeah, about the disappearances," he confirmed. "I'm Peter," he returned, figuring it was only right for them to exchange names even though all he was doing was answering a few of her questions.

He was curious about the girl's face markings, but now wasn't really the time to ask. Instead, Peter took a hold of his burrito and started on it, hoping that the good food would keep his mind off of everything that had been troubling him recently. It didn't work very well.

[yin_yang_fox]

"I'll get straight to the point, if you don't mind," she started. "Myself and a few others believe that if people have vanished from here, it is because Landel no longer needs them--that he has acquired what he wanted from them. We're trying to find a pattern in those that have disappeared so we could possibly understand what it is that he wants from us."

She folded her arms across her chest, considering Peter. "So I'd like to ask you about the world that the person you knew came from, and if they had any powers or abilities."

Detached and distanced from the situation. It seemed the emotion she had shown last shift had been stuffed back down inside like always.

[human_sponge]

Not minding that Renamon wanted to get straight down to business, Peter continued to eat as he listened to what she had to say. The theory was an interesting one, and if it did turn out to be true, then he wanted to know all of the details himself. If he contributed some information, chances were that they would keep him in the loop, so he didn't see why he shouldn't explain what he could.

"Yeah, Nathan had a power. He... could fly." It was still so strange to say - the brother he had known for his whole life suddenly able to do something like that. (It was somehow stranger than his own abilities.) While Peter doubted that Nathan would want him spreading his secret around, he decided that it really didn't matter in a place like this.

"And what did you want to know about my world?" It wasn't exactly easy to describe it in a few words, after all.

[yin_yang_fox]

"And that was the only ability he had?" It was rather... pale compared to what some of the others here had claimed they could do, but perhaps that was normal in their world.

And the fact that it was their world, and not simply Peter's friend's told Renamon to tread a little more cautiously. "Anything you can tell me that is different from others' worlds. Are there multiple dimensions, does technology not exist? What's the year as you know it? Do people normally have abilities, or is it a rare and hidden thing?" She bowed her head slightly. "Anything that you can think of, whether it seems common or not."

[human_sponge]

"Yeah, that was it," Peter said. Though flying was considered a whole lot where he came from. Apparently that wasn't the case for Renamon, though. It was difficult for him to imagine a place where a flying human was nothing to look twice at

[yin_yang_fox]

She nodded, following, and commiting the details to memory to share with Mello later. "Thank you. I only have three other questions then.

"Has there been any crisises in your home world in the recent past before you came here? Anything life-altering or world-shaking for either you, the population at large, or your friend?"

She paused then, considering the wording of the next question. "And while he was here, did he... experience the special counseling or any other experiments?"

[human_sponge]

Of all the questions to ask, why that one? If he looked at it from a distance, Peter knew that it made sense, but if there was something he didn't want to have to try and answer, then that was it.

But he just needed to give the facts without all of the details. Maybe it would have been important for her to know his involvement in it, but Peter didn't think he could admit to that, not even here. "Yeah, actually, something was happening. A huge bomb almost went off in one of the largest cities - in one of the countries, anyway, but it's arguably the most important country. It was stopped, though. Nathan helped stop it, actually."

The second question was much easier, and it also kept him from dwelling on what he'd just said. "I don't think he did, no. Not special counseling, and I guess he might have been experimented on just before he was discharged, but not as far as I know..." Some brainwashing must have been done, obviously, but Peter figured Renamon was already assuming that.

[yin_yang_fox]

Now that went with the generalizations she had been making. People involved in important events in their home world. She didn't need to know details--they wouldn't help her in the long run. She just need to understand the facts about the person.

Renamon nodded again. "Thank you. This question may be a bit intrusive. Was there anything going on here before he disappeared? Any emotional trauma or perhaps a loss that he experienced? Even a physical trauma."

This was the newest part of the theory, but it was one that both she and Mello saw as fitting. So far it had held, but she would see soon if that pattern would continue.

[human_sponge]

That was an odd question, but Peter didn't take as much issue with it as the one from before. He knew that she must have been asking for a reason, so he did his best to think back. It already felt like it had been ages since his brother was taken.

"I... don't really think so. I saw a lot of him, so I think I would have known if something happened. He got injured once, but it wasn't that bad." He paused for a moment, frowning as something else occurred to him.

"He did get knocked out by a cat once. And after that, sometimes he would just be passed out in his room during nightshifts, and I couldn't wake him up." He didn't think the two things were connected, but he figured he should list off anything that might count as physical trauma.

[yin_yang_fox]

Unable to be woken. She mentally made a note of that to check and see if it held with any of the other cases.

"That should be all then. I may contact you about this at a later date. If we have any findings, I'll post it or let you know." Renamon tipped her head slightly. "Did you have any questions for me?"

[human_sponge]

"All right, yeah, I'd appreciate it if you kept me updated," Peter agreed. That seemed only fair after he'd been willing to help her out. In the end, it hadn't been too unpleasant, though it did make him a little nervous about whatever Nathan might have been put through before leaving this place.

He might have had a few questions, but not of them were particularly important - and it looked like the shift was ending, anyway. "I don't think so," he responded as he got up from his seat. "But I'm glad I could help." With that taken care of, Peter went to meet a nurse so he could be led to the Game Room.