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[Looking annoyed and more than a little irritated, Claire’s pacing in her room with her communicator, the video focused on her face from a lower angle.] Usually when you’re drafted to fight a war, it’s at least in the right century.

Look. I need to get back home. I know that everyone's probably saying the same thing. But the entire world was about to change, and I'm needed there. You can't just take people against their will like this. I don't care about your war, I need to be fighting my own.

[A sigh. She lifts the camera for a clearer view of her face.] In the meantime, I guess I should say.. My name is Claire Bennet. And I guess while I'm here I could use a little training.

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[Claire's standing near a bench in the courtyard, fearlessly twirling her Kamas in her hands. It's a good thing she did all of that baton twirling in Cheerleading camp that one summer, otherwise it would have taken her a lot longer to figure it out. She still can't quite figure out what sort of technique she's supposed to use with these things. The sharp and pointy part she gets, but the fighting discipline is is way over her head.

Wearing new clothes and being much cleaner and well put-together than she was when she first arrived, the expression on her face suggests that she's either bored or deep in thought.

She wonders if there's a way to send a message back through time to Hiro, or to her dad, or Peter. Then she'd be able to get out of here, get back where she belongs. Though.. A part of her is a little relieved she doesn't have to see that heartbroken look on her dad's face right now. She's not really looking forward to having to explain her actions to everyone.

Maybe the temporary kidnapped state will be a good thing.]

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[well he's been bouncing around, it's not like he has any idea what his other self was doing]

Okay. Let's start with November 8th. That's the last time I saw you.

[She sits on the bench with him, and searches his face, starting to look a little sad.]

You mean at Kirby Plaza? Peter.. That was years ago.

[There's a dread rising in her chest. It shows on her face.] I've seen you.. A lot since then.

Years? [his dread matches hers] Claire, what year is it for you?

[LOL WHAT IS ACCURATE HEROES TIMELINES AFTER SEASON ONE? I always go with the year it aired.

Claire frowns.] 2010.

[right? the timeline is so messed up. But luckily Peter was just in the future so hearing she's still ahead of him isn't too strange]

Okay. I'm going to ask you something very important, Claire: do you know anything about a formula that gives anyone an ability?

[Claire sits up a little straighter.]

Yeah. Yeah, your- [.. Oh man, this is going to open up a giant can of worms isn't it. She hesitates.] I know about it. We stopped it from being made, it's okay.

That's good. [he relaxes a little with this news] I'm sorry I missed out on so much. It wasn't by choice. I hope you know that.

[Claire watches him, eyes softening, and nods a few times.] I know.

[She takes a deep breath, and sighs it out.] I don't even know where to start with everything.. Maybe I don't have to.

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[he watches her, wondering what she's experienced. She's seen years when all he lost were months. At the moment his immediate worries take precedence]

Tell me about what happened after Nathan was shot.

[At the mention of that day.. Which is still sometimes nightmare fuel for her and debateably the Worst Day Of Her Life, she instantly withdraws. Any physical contact she had with Peter is removed and she seems to go into her own bubble there on the bench.

She looks away.] After I got off the phone with you, Sylar, uh, came to my house and took my power.

[Claire cautiously glances at Peter again, watching for his reaction.]

Edited 2012-11-06 15:05 (UTC)

[Peter sucks in his breath. So this was what changed in her. He could sense it the moment he saw her. Peter drops his face into his hands. It's all because of his other self. If he hadn't messed things up, Peter could've been there to help Claire.

All this runs through his head, and then he lifts his head to face her]

I'm so sorry, Claire. I should've been there...

[It's hard. It's hard to talk to Peter of all people about this, because Peter's so empathetic it's so hard to hide. Still. She needs to say what she needs to say.

Claire frowns.] You can't save me all the time, Peter.

A lot has changed. I'm not that girl from Odessa anymore.

[he can't help but feel this way. If only his other self hadn't messed things up, this wouldn't have happened to her. And what's worse, his other self could've done something to stop it. Why didn't he?]

I can still fix things.

...No, Peter. If you change my past, then what's going to happen to me?

[Though.. there are some things she wouldn't be opposed to him fixing. Like Nathan's death, for one thing. But that's for.. Well, never. Never is a good idea.]

A lot of things have happened to me, but back home right now.. I'm okay.

Edited 2012-11-08 05:12 (UTC)

[he opens his mouth, then closes it again]

No, you're right. I can't risk changing anything else. I just hate that I was trapped while you were in trouble.

[She still doesn't quite get the two-Peter thing.]

You were with Nathan on the way to the hospital. We'd just spoken on the phone. You were where you needed to be.

No, I wasn't, Claire. That guy you talked to on the phone wasn't me. Not the me you know. He was from the future.

[he knows she'll believe this. She met Hiro, after all] I had no idea what was going on. He trapped me on Level Five with dangerous people with abilities. If I had the power, I would've come to you. You know that.

[Color her confused and shocked.]

..A future you? Then.. [..Oh wow was that not-him on the train tracks too?] You- He did. After.

[She runs a hand through her hair carelessly.]

God I hate alternate timelines.

I know. He messed everything up, and I wish I could fix it. I'm sorry.

[She reaches for his hand again, clasping it in both of hers.] Hey. It was him, not you. It's not your fault.

Edited 2012-11-19 21:24 (UTC)

[he squeezes back tightly. He felt like it needed to be said, even if it wasn't technically his fault]

Thanks, Claire.

[A sad smile.]

... This is so weird, Peter. [A near-laugh.] And weird for us is.. Pretty freaking weird.

[A little softer, a little sad:] I know you so much better than you know me, now.

[he recognizes that smile. And hates being the cause of it this time]

We should fix that.

[She gives his hand a little squeeze.] Okay.

[aww best niece]

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<3 sorry sorry <3

no worries :)

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wanna end it hereish or wanna go on?

it is a good end spot :)