Application for Nathan Petrelli, from "Heroes"

[soopernathan]

(( SPLOSION OF HEROES, OH NOEZ :0 Cut for spoilers, though there aren't many. Just to be safe! This has also been approved by all the Heroes muns ^^; ))...This was where Peter had disappeared off to

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[charlesofdensen]

"I hear that," in response to the Carrottop question.

[soopernathan]

Do what now? Who was this guy? He looked like... that guy from... God, from Vegas. That tried to freaking kidnap him. "Hear what?" he prompted back in a cautious sort of voice, cocking an eyebrow and scratching at his chin.

[charlesofdensen]

"About Carrottop. Those commercials shouldn't have seen the light of day." He held out a hand. "Charles Ofdensen."

[soopernathan]

"Bonding over horrible television personalities," he remarked aloud, grasping Ofdensen's hand and shaking firmly. Ofdensen; not Bennet. It was reassuring. "Pretty sure that's a first. Nathan Petrelli, nice to meet you."

[tomatohacker]

"Awwwwwww....Ed liked the Flying Man answer!" in response to Nathan scratching out Flying Man

[soopernathan]

...Of course he would. Nathan paused for a few long seconds - and, Jesus, he'd just wanted to find Peter, now everyone was stopping by to say 'hi'? - before he shot Ed a smile, the kind that knew the guy was absolutely nuts and he was just going to try to back out politely. "Really? That's... That's great. Maybe I should have kept it, huh?" Double damn.

[tomatohacker]

"Yep! And when Ed is old enough to have the yucky alcohol she can come down and see Nate-Nate!"

[soopernathan]

The hell was this guy going on about? "Yeah...!" he replied in that same, slow sort of condescending tone, eyebrow cocked at Ed. "If, you know, I had an actual bar. Unfortunately... it's hypothetical." And Nathan had no idea who this guy was.

[makeminemayday]

"So... if you just got elected to Congress, why come here?" May asked, curious. "Assuming you meant to and didn't just walk out of your office and find yourself here?"

[soopernathan]

"Ah, no. Actually... hunting down my," pain in the ass, "brother. Peter Petrelli, you know him?" Since he'd, you know. Exploded and then disappeared off the face of the damn planet. But that... Yeah, he would leave that part out for the time being, thanks very much.

[makeminemayday]

Peter? No, couldn't be. Could it? May frowned thoughtfully. "I know a guy named Peter, he just showed up here," she said honestly. She hadn't gotten Peter's last name. "Couldn't be, unless, um..." She lowered her voice slightly. "Does he have a really, really good immune system? And kind of need a haircut?"

Yeah, that was vague, but she doubted this guy would appreciate her saying something like So is he the one that came here on fire and re-grew most of his body back? And actually, Peter's floppy hair was kind of cute, but this guy didn't need to hear that.

[soopernathan]

Just showed up? That would probably be him. Peter had disappeared right after he'd... well, blown up. Couple days ago. But... huh? Nathan paused, furrowing his eyebrows as his hands crossed to each of his hips in a s00per!Nathanrather authoritative pose. Good immune system? Was she talking about...? Jesus, just what the hell had people been telling people here? Great big dreamer; he was going to get himself killed.

"Haircut?" he repeated nonetheless, cracking a bit of a wry smile and trying to skip over the first half of her comment. "Oh, yeah. Sounds like my brother. Floppy hair, hanging in his eyes." Right? Please say it was Peter. Nathan'd already seen him die once - that was more than enough trauma for his life, thank you very much.

[hobodoktor]

"Ya know, I saw someone like you once. He was flying though."

[soopernathan]

Christ, second crazy person in the last five minutes. Peter really knew how to pick the winners, didn't he? "Flying?" There it was again. The 'you're fucking nuts, please depart from my presence as soon as possible, please' smile, forcing his mouth upwards at the corners. "I don't fly. Must've been... some other guy. Who looked like me, maybe." Or you're nuts; shut up, hobo man.

[hobodoktor]

But Dr. Hobo didn't even hear him. "I have to call Steve about this!" He pulled out a dead squirrel.

[soopernathan]

...Was that a...? What the fuck? Nathan paused for a few long seconds, just kind of staring at the man in front of him, paper bag, roadkill critter and all and... "That's a dead squirrel."

[supah_waffles]

When Hiro entered the Sorting room, he didn't bother to read the application. Partly because he couldn't read English, and partly because he was too excited to stop and read anything. Grinning hugely, he ran up to Nathan and threw his arms wide.

"Flying Man!" He yelled, and the clapped his hand over his mouth. "Ah, oops...."

[tomatohacker]

Well, that name just delighted Ed.

"FLYING MAN!" Ed yelled, imitating Hiro.

[soopernathan]

Oh, freaking Lord, Hiro was here? Nathan would know that voice anywhere, and he automatically whipped around at the sound of Hiro's voice. Eyes widened and his brows slanted downward. He held up one finger of warning in that sort of, 'God, Hiro, keep it down' way that he... definitely had to use with Hiro.

And the other guy was chiming in too, the crazy one. God.

"Hiro Nakamura. You're... here?" In just the place Peter had disappeared off too. That couldn't be coincidence.

[supah_waffles]

With his hand over his mouth still, Hiro nodded. "Sorry. Flying Man!" He said quietly, and beamed at Nathan. "How did you get here? I was in Japan, Takezo Kensei almost killed me!"

Really, he was more excited about that than he should be, but it wasn't every day you transported yourself into the past and met the previous owner of a sword you used to stab a crazy person with.