When Peter leaves Milliways, it's all the same. His room is still messy, his desk is still reporting responses to his risky move, and... he's back in his life.

But it's different than before. He's different. But even so, he never thinks for a moment that this was a mistake ( Read more... )

It is late at night, and their room is dark. As both inhabitants are asleep, nothing is really occuring except for breathing. Or so you might think, huh?

Nope, not quite. This night... is going to be different, as Peter sits straight up in bed, stares blankly across the room, and mutters...

"Leander Nolan is a frog."

Peter pulls Alanna out of the opened door, and offers her a sort of strange smile. "Welcome to my world." And look! No memory loss this time!

They're in his room, and it looks exactly like the room of a normal teenage boy should look like. That is, messy and unkept. He flushes a little at this, but there's nothing he can really do now.

And Peter falls asleep quickly, Alanna in his bed for the first time in far too long; he hopes to be dreamless, not because he's had any nightmares, but because far too many have. And who knows where it will hit next?...

Peter paces around outside, kicking rocks and trying not to think of the things currently going on in his life.

This is hard to do. He's having to drown it out with a very complicated and very involved thought process, one that takes a lot of brain power ( Read more... )

Peter is bored.

He is sitting in his living room, reading some articles on the newsnets. It's political commentary. It's absolutely hideous.

I could do better, he thinks. And he has.

He resists the urge to download it, just so he can delete the file ten times over to get revenge for it stealing thirty minutes of his life.

Ugh.

The night he comes out as the mind behind Desmosthene and Locke, there are the expected reactions. Some good, some bad, and some scathing. And some that just don't care at all ( Read more... )

It's a strange sensation, really ( Read more... )

The realization was enough of a shock to bring him out of a deep slumber; the first he'd had for days. It was enough of a shock to make him sit straight up in bed at 3 in the morning, and sit there, staring at the wall ( Read more... )

[OOC: Continuing from here]

Peter opens the door to his quarters. They are bare and spartan, except for a few scattered things. A nice blanket, a few pieces of clothing in a corner, and many many notebooks and pens.