Powers Acquired: 003 ∞ Peter Petrelli ∞ [Video]

[fallen_empath]

[Peter clears his throat nervously, not even sure why he's posting this. There's been some weird shit going on today. They're not in Kansas anymore, it would seem, and people everywhere are meeting their dead relatives, or long-lost friends, or even their duplicates.

Maybe Nathan will answer. He's been here. Peter just recently found an old

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[chimeramimic]

Nice scar.

[Well what else are you suppose to say to yourself? Peter's just as he was when he was terminated. This even looks like Haven.]

[fallen_empath]

[Peter nearly drops the phone in surprise. Not that he ought to be, not really. He asked for it! He's staring at his very own duplicate, who appears about five years younger.]

Uh, thanks? You need a haircut.

[Touché, other Peter.]

Screw up with your teleport like I did?

[chimeramimic]

[Peter shakes his head, long hair in need of cutting darting in front of his eyes.]

No. Wish I did. What're you doing here? The next experiment?

[fallen_empath]

I guess so, if being in a dusty old dirtbowl town is their experiment of the week.

[And then it hits him.]

You're why everyone keeps saying they remember me.

[chimeramimic]

[Confused eyebrow arch is a go.]

Uh...what?

[Go ahead, tell him he got terminated with Nathan. Dare yah.]

[fallen_empath]

[Peter shakes his head. Of course he doesn't remember! No one remembers. Not ever, it would seem.]

I -- saw Nathan on an old video, but he's not here anymore. You must have been here too. And now I'm here, and everyone thinks I'm you. Well, I am you, but --

What the hell is going on?

[chimeramimic]

[Oh well done, genius. Peter's teeth clench.]

Not here-- What the hell do you mean?!

[fallen_empath]

[Five-year-olds can grasp the concept of 'not here' better than you right now, little Peter.]

I'm here and Nathan isn't. There's a reason.

[Shit, are you really going to tell him, Peter? What about what Hiro said about paradoxes?]

Where I'm from, Nathan is dead. Sylar killed him.

[chimeramimic]

[Cue the look of disbelief and hurt and then fury.]

You're lying. There's no.. I'd remember if we went home.

[fallen_empath]

[Peter can see those emotions cross his other self's face, and God, he should have kept his mouth shut. But how can you hide the truth from a telepath? Peter can't think in Hindi like Mohinder does! He can't even remember a lick of Spanish to save his ass.]

You must have gone somewhere, because everyone said I left, and came back.

You just don't remember. They make sure of it.

[Yeah, because then this fucked-up place would be closed down for good.]

[chimeramimic]

[It usually doesn't occur to Peter, this Peter at least, to use telepathy unless he tries. It's not 'always on' like Parkman's.]

No, you're just one of those stupid experiments. [He stalks off, or starts to. Nathan will be in the bar.]

I'm guessing that whole time they were in person, then XD

[fallen_empath]

Hey! You can't just walk away from me like that!

[Sure he can. Now he can see why Nathan got irate with him so often; he's stubborn as a mule!

Peter puts up his hand and forms a telekinetic wall two feet in front of his other self. Try getting away now.]

[chimeramimic]

Yes, I can just--

Damn it!

[He's not playing games with his double. There's always flight. Up up and away, and so forth.]

[fallen_empath]

[Peter watches as his duplicate takes flight, and is not thrilled about the prospect of going after him. He doesn't fly much anymore, not after he discovered Nathan's death.

But he's already way out of the range of his telekinesis. Shit.

Peter launches into flight and catches up pretty damn quickly; his younger self is slower!]

Look, can we just talk? I'd like to find Nathan as much as you. I'd like to see him one more time, if I could.

[chimeramimic]

[No wonder they had no friends in high school...]

I'm going to find him and you're going to leave me alone!

[But alas. The saloon has no Nathan at the bar. He waits for Peter to land too.]

All right, this place is laid out a lot different from how it was last time...

[fallen_empath]

[Well, this Peter doesn't know anything about last time, so he can't help much there. He shrugs.]

Then obviously it's not the same place. Maybe the liquor's not bad?

[Peter had sworn off alcohol after he sold his half of the nightclub back to Niki; he used to drink so much that Nathan himself would have been impressed. But one wouldn't hurt, right?]