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[tenthxdoctor]

Who: The Tenth Doctor and Peter Petrelli
What: HAVING TEA (because it's HARDCORE)
Where: Floor One, Common Room
When: ummm.... a decent hour?
Warnings: nope... I don't think.

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[mimic_peter]

Peter really wasn't sure that he was going to be any help when it came to figuring Sylar out. He'd tried to do that a while back, help the man... and it really just hadn't worked out. Sylar didn't want to be help and he wanted to destroy everything instead from what Peter could tell.

But he agreed to meet the man's warden because maybe he would be smarter than Peter about it.

He approached the Doctor, swiping a hand through his hair. "I take you're the one who wanted to meet me? I'm sorry. I never got your name."

[tenthxdoctor]

He looked up from his device and smiled, "Hello! You must be Peter, I'm the Doctor, nice to meet you."

The Doctor put the device on the coffee table, stood, and extended his hand for the other man to shake.

"Right then, tea! Yes," he picked up a cup and made a face, "Well that got cold fast, no problem," he fixed the sonic to a particular setting and aimed it at the teacups until steam could be seen coming from the liquid on the inside. "There we go, good as new. Anyway," he said as he started to put in teaspoon upon teaspoon of sugar into his own cup, "Peter Petrelli, Patrelli...Pa-trel-li...why does that name sound familar?"

[mimic_peter]

Peter shook the Doctor's hand with a soft smile, moving to take his seat, though he didn't really seem to care that the tea had gone cold. It wasn't really his drink of choice anyway.

"My brother's a Congressman?" he suggested, shrugging a little bit. "Or my dad was a lawyer. Take your pick."

[tenthxdoctor]

The Doctor shrugged, "It's possible," satisfied with the absurd amount of sugar in his tea, he added just a splash of milk, stirred, and took a sip before looking to him.

"Anyway, what about you? What did you do. I want to know about where you and Sylar, and Claire for that matter come from," he took another sip, "I mean, I suppose it would seem NORMAL to you, but then again, you never know what NORMAL could be to anyone else. For example, characters from Harry Potter here? Captain Kirk?! Spock?! Rose told Jack that my name was Spock when we first met him," he faltered for a split second before continuing, "So normal to you could be quite different than the normal for me, of course, the normal for me isn't quite what normal is to anyone else, even where I come from, maybe I should rephrase my question to you. What did you do? And do you have any special abilities?" Another sip of his tea and he was actually quiet enough to wait for a response.