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[mimic_peter]

Date: Late Fall 2005
Characters: Peter Petrelli, Pietro Maximoff
Summary: Peter's first day back in New York in over two weeks (not including those four days of nervous breakdowns) and he already runs into another crazy special.
Status: In progress.
Selectively private. Ping if you want in.

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[mercuryrisen]

He got a raised eyebrow in return.

"Peter Petrelli?"

Yeah, Pietro wasn't too impressed with this one already. Reminded him too much of the preppy assholes he and Lance used to make fun of in foster-care.

[mimic_peter]

"Yeah...?" Peter asked, continuing to stare with his eyebrow still quirked. This was new. Usually he recognized the people who randomly showed up at his apartment.

"Can I help you?"

[mercuryrisen]

This was easier with Wanda.

Oh well.

"My name's Pietro Maximoff. And I suck at dancing around things, so: you can do something most other people can't. I don't know what it is; it could be flight, or rapid healing, pretty much anything. But you can do it, and you're in danger because of that, because there's a group that hunts people like us."

[mimic_peter]

How about we try something he didn't know?

Peter blinked. "Did my brother put you up to this?" he asked before he remembered that Nathan was in the hospital and was probably pretty incapable of sending random people over to his apartment to test his secret keeping skills.

"Nevermind," he added a moment later, leaning against the door frame.

"How did you find me?"

[mercuryrisen]

"Your brother being Nathan Petrelli?"

Hey, he'd done his research. It was a new thing.

"You donated blood, gave permission for it to be used in the Human Genome Project. A professor in India is researching people like us, and he has a list of people. You two are on it."