But I don't wanna be an Alien

[drgabrielgray]

Who: Dr. Gray, vampire_peter, the other Peters. Open to others with request on the OOC post.
What: My utter humiliation
When: After being infected
Where: The Company Clinic
Rating/Notes: There will be a lot of swearing and bitching and raging. Dr. G is not happy

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[peterpetrelli]

Peter had just enough time to read over the preliminary incident report as he made his way to the clinic. The Company's first real incident, complete with chance of death. He shouldn't have been excited, but for some reason he was. His fellow agents had been successful and that was a good sign. As he was coming in, the nurse was leaving, and he waited while she exited from the connecting pressure chamber thingy. He had no idea what it was called. When she walked out, he took a double-take. He didn't remember hiring a distraction like her. There were enough distractions around here as it was. Who could have... Tony! That little punk. He had something to do with this, Peter was sure of it. A mental note was made to take care of him later

[vampire_peter]

The nurse had looked me over and I wanted to tell her not to bother, that I just needed to feed but I wasn't sure how to explain it. I was going to have to talk to one of the Peters or Sylars, they should be able to help me out. I was bruised with a few very sore ribs but I could at least get around. Not like poor Gabriel. I feel horrible, this is partially my fault, I never should've let him get hurt.

I can hear Gabriel ranting from the hallway and I sigh. Not that I can blame him, really, he got the worst of it all. I poke my head around the door and see Peter talking to him and I slip inside. "Hi, I just came by to see how you were doing." The thunder on Gabriel's face tells me that he is not doing well but hey, at least we got him away before those tentacles did god knows what.

"Do you think you can make things right Peter?" My arms wrap around myself partially because my ribs are protesting, partially because I hate seeing Gabriel looking so mad and hurt at the same time. "Can I help somehow?"

[drgabrielgray]

"Alien machines? You want to use alien machines on me? Oh right. That'll go well, when you don't even remember that I work with you in the clinic, and I KNOW who you are." If I had something to throw at him, I would. For a second I thought about just flinging Nurse Peter around with telekinesis when the other Peter came into the room. He was covered in bruises, and didn't look any better than I felt.

"Well I don't want you doing that to me! What if you speed it up?" I ran both of my hands through my hair. "I swear I can feel the tendrils that thing put in my brain working around in there. It'll take my powers. It'll take my mind. Get me someone with regen. If I get regen, I can fight off the infection myself."

I snatched my chart out of Nurse Peter's hand with telekinesis, reading over the test results. I was terrified. I was dying, and there wasn't a thing I could do about it.

[peterpetrelli]

He glanced over to yet another version of himself. "I'm pretty sure we can get him back good as new. I can't think of any way you can help at the moment, just stay close in case." He wasn't the most up to date on everything because he had been slacking off, so he didn't remember what the newest Peter's abilities were. Gabriel already seemed not to trust his competence, so he'd wait until they weren't around before looking up those powers.

As Gabriel fussed at him, he made a little pouty face. "I'm sorry, I've been on vacation. I don't remember much of anything at the moment." Oops, maybe he shouldn't have said that. "But I do remember how to take care of my fellow agents. I assure you, you have nothing to worry about. In fact, if you like, I'll test it on myself first to prove it'll be fine. Oh, and I have regen, but I doubt that'll work since most hostile aliens we've ran into have been immune to it." But he held out his hand for Gabriel to take the power so he could try it anyway.