* Peter_Petrelli studies the people as they come in, and then.. blushes and looks down, still by the bar. Augh.
* Hat[human] would snark that at least he didn't get powerswapped into a werewolf. Hat previously had only a better-than-average human sense of smell, and now he has a canine one. The ammonia stench is becoming quite irritating and he wishes there were some cleaner he could use on it.
* Edgeworth[hasagun] starts a bit. Ew.. cat piss. He covers his nose with his hand. Ugh.
[Nick_Wright] Nice to see things stayed relatively in order while we were out there. *Rolls his eyes*
* Jeff_Levitt would point out that he *also* has a canine sense of smell. ._.
* Hat[human] is sorry, then. Hat also wouldn't mind the canine sense of smell if he just could turn into a cat again. Dammit!
[Rassilon] Sorry....
* Peter_Petrelli seems to be ignoring the cat piss smell. Maybe because other things are distracting him. Although.. after studying everyone curiously for a good few more minutes, Peter gets up and heads quickly outside.
* Rassilon peels himself off the sofa and goes to look for something to get rid of the smell.
* Jeff_Levitt and Hat are not actually having this conversation, so no apologies need to be made!
* Nick_Wright sighs. "Boy, he's gonna kill his hearing before the end of this LOL."
* Jeff_Levitt sits himself far away from the smell.
[Jeff_Levitt] Don't worry about it. It wouldn't be so bad if it weren't for the LOL.
[Jeff_Levitt] And yes. You're right.
* Hat[human] heads for the closet, looking for cleaning products. Yeah. Or perfume. Fuck, SOMETHING. "What did he get in the trade?"
[Nick_Wright] I'm not sure, exactly. Enhanced hearing, oddly enough, but besides that...
[Jeff_Levitt] I heard something about enhanced hearing. Which blasting whatever the hell that was at top volume CAN'T be good for.
[Jeff_Levitt] I've got that too, and it hurt just standing next to him.
[Hat[human]] No, that sounds really painful...
[Nick_Wright] What the hell is he drowning out that he's gonna risk losing his ears for?
[Jeff_Levitt] No idea. He said he'd go insane if he didn't though...
* Jeff_Levitt actually looks worried.
[Jeff_Levitt] But I mean...earplugs? Noise-cancelling headphones?
[Hat[human]] His thoughts, maybe. *He finds something! And proceeds to douse the urinated-on carpet with it*
[Nick_Wright] His thoughts?
* Edgeworth[hasagun] listens to the conversations a moment, before he heads to the kitchen. Food tiem now.
[Jeff_Levitt] I...suppose it wouln't help if it came from *inside* his head, no.
[Hat[human]] Yeah. You know, the phrase, 'this is so loud I can't hear myself think'...
[Nick_Wright] Hmm...
[Nick_Wright] I wonder if I could help at all?

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* Peter_Petrelli emerges from the Sanctuary, with blaring headphones on.
* Megan is sitting on a bench, watching the sky.
* Peter_Petrelli doesn't notice Megan. He wanders out into the yard, looking down at his
hands. He looks generally displeased.
* Megan watches Peter, not saying anything.
* Peter_Petrelli sighs and just.. pushes his hands to his face. "..What am I supposed to
do?" He mutters to himself, still not noticing Megan.
[Megan] Do about what? *her voice is quiet and reserved*
* Peter_Petrelli blinks, startled. He looks over to Megan, earbuds still blaring music.
"Oh.. geez. Hey." He manages a weak smile.
* Megan smiles.
* Peter_Petrelli speaks in a normal volume of voice, despite the loud music in his ears. He studies Megan a moment before he speaks. "It's.. complicated. I think I was LOL'd." He pauses, and smiles shyly. "Well, I /know/ I was.. apparently a lot of people were.. with the light and everything.."
* Megan nods.
[Megan] I'm an entirely different species, right now.
* Peter_Petrelli blinks at that. "...Wow, yeah.. guess that could be bad.."
* Peter_Petrelli looks off to the side, eyebrows slanting outwards in a concerned, nervous expression. "My powers were swapped with.. a dangerous serial killer's."
* Megan nods.
[Megan] And what are they?
[Peter_Petrelli] He apparently has /really/ sensitive hearing.
* Peter_Petrelli taps his blaring earbuds. "I have to wear this.. otherwise I can hear
everything, like everyone's heartbeats and everything.."
[Megan] What about you?
* Peter_Petrelli fails at describing. "He has.. other abilities.. but..."
* Peter_Petrelli sighs and shakes his head. "My powers are going to cause him to explode if
he doesn't figure out how to control them."
[Megan] If he's that dangerous, is that a bad thing?

* Peter_Petrelli looks over at her with a slightly strained expression. "Yes! Because.. if
he dies.. what if I don't get my powers back?! I can't stay like this!"
[Megan] Why not?
[Megan] Would it be worth the sacrifice of your abilities to ensure that he won't harm another person?
* Peter_Petrelli bites his lip and folds his arms, looking down at the ground.
[Peter_Petrelli] Because.. I understand how he kills people now.
[Peter_Petrelli] I understand... why.
[Peter_Petrelli] I don't want to be like him!
* Peter_Petrelli is /very/ bothered by this, and stresses it with his voice.
[Megan] But there are always ways to work around that kind of thing. You've already found
-one- - won't there be more effective ones that people can help you with in the Nexus?
[Peter_Petrelli] ...I don't think people can help with this..
* Nick_Wright phases out through the wall of the Sanctuary. "M'gann? You're still out here,
huh?"
* Megan nods to Nick.
* Peter_Petrelli stands in the yard, arms folded.. he's kinda slumped, earbuds still
blaring. He turns to Nick.. and stares at him, before looking away, squeezing his eyes
shut. "..Christ."
* Peter_Petrelli is a big ball of anxiety and nerves.
* Megan holds a finger up to her lips.
[Nick_Wright] ?
* Megan gestures at Peter's earbuds, too.
[Megan] *or one of them, at least.*
* Megan says, in that same quiet tone of voice, "If there are gods here, there's got to be
-someone- who can cancel out ambient noise."
* Nick_Wright looks at M'gann. Points at himself questioningly.
* Megan shakes her head.
* Peter_Petrelli shakes his head. "The noise isn't a problem. I can live with it. It's..."
* Peter_Petrelli frowns.
[Peter_Petrelli] I.. I'm not sure how to explain it...
[Peter_Petrelli] He.. he has this ability.. that seems to show who's...
[Megan] Who's...?
[Peter_Petrelli] ...broken.
* Peter_Petrelli blinks, and rubs his forehead.
[Peter_Petrelli] I mean.. he can /see/ who has.. who isn't /normal/. No wonder he's killed
so many...
[Nick_Wright] [...Broken?]
[Megan] Isn't... normal?
* Peter_Petrelli nods. "He's... Sylar, a serial killer. He would go around.. and kill people. He then.. take their powers. This ability.. lets him see who has one.."
[Peter_Petrelli] But it.. makes it so /obvious/.. and it's.. distracting..
* Nick_Wright suddenly feels very nervous.
* Peter_Petrelli sounds like he's about to cry. "How am I going to see my niece like this?
Or my brother? Oh god.. I can't.. I don't want to hurt them!"
* Megan stands up and hugs Peter, suddenly.
* Nick_Wright rubs his arm, feeling useless. [Maybe I should just go back inside...]
* Peter_Petrelli is shut up quite nicely at that, and sort of.. stands there a moment, a bit
surprised. He does, after a moment, return the hug. The music in his earphones can be
heard quite clearly by her.
[Peter_Petrelli] ...Maybe I could hide somewhere. At least until I'm no longer a threat.
But.. I have to protect them from him..
[Peter_Petrelli] I just.. don't want to snap..
* Nick_Wright shakes his head and turns to go back inside.
* Megan loosens up the hug after a few moments, smiling. "Humans treat so many problems as
unique ones... but that's almost never the case."

* Nick_Wright stops a bit, listening.
* Peter_Petrelli blinks, and looks down at her, confusion on his face. "...What do you mean?"
[Megan] Think about the sort of problems that can develop in a race that has senses that can
extend- measurably- in nine ways past human ones.
[Peter_Petrelli] ...Well.. that's.. kind of like 'evolution', isn't it? Mohinder's father
wrote a book on it..
[Peter_Petrelli] About genes and certain humans and.. yeah..
* Nick_Wright looks at his hands. [Nine ways?]
* Peter_Petrelli rubs the back of his neck. "But.. well.. nine?"
[Peter_Petrelli] I don't know much about other races..
[Megan] It was the same problem Edgeworth had... all you need to do is find someone to help
you, instead of obsessing about the issue in private.
* Peter_Petrelli smirks a bit dryly at that. "...The one person who could help me might take
advantage of the fact that I can no longer regenerate."
[Megan] The "only person"?
[Megan] This is the -Nexus-. There are hundreds of people here who could help with any
conceivable problem.
[Peter_Petrelli] I don't think there's anyone who can sense that people are... 'broken'..
and need to be fixed.
[Megan] 'Broken' is a point of view, not an absolute. You just need to learn how to change
it.
* Peter_Petrelli shakes his head, and then.. laughs, nervously. "You don't... I don't know
how to explain it."
[Megan] I don't right now. I'd be more helpful if I was properly myself.
[Peter_Petrelli] If I see my brother like this, if I see /anyone/ I know like this.. being
around them might drive me to /murder/ them..
[Peter_Petrelli] Just.. to make it stop.
[Megan] Nick? Could I have your help for a moment?
[Nick_Wright] H...huh? Me?
[Megan] Ah.... *she doesn't know Peter's name* Would you be all right with a basic
telepathic connection?
* Peter_Petrelli blinks. And points at himself. Name? "Oh, I'm Peter. Peter Petrelli."
* Nick_Wright scratches his head.
[Peter_Petrelli] And.. sure, I guess..
[Nick_Wright] Um... what do you want me to do, exactly?
* Peter_Petrelli is trying to avoid looking at Nick.
[Megan] [Just... link Peter and I. Do you think you can?]
[Nick_Wright] [I... I'll try.]
* Megan nods.
* Nick_Wright focuses, imagining a sort of link between the two.
* Peter_Petrelli blinks. His mind feels.. weird.
[Megan] [Peter?]

[Peter_Petrelli] [Err... yes?]
[Megan] [You're afraid about not having enough self-control?]
[Peter_Petrelli] [...I never have enough self control..]
* Peter_Petrelli emits sheepishness.
[Megan] [Have you looked for anyone to help teach you more?]
[Peter_Petrelli] [Yes.. well, with my other powers. The first guy tried to kill me.. so I've
been mainly working on my own.]
* Peter_Petrelli is a walking ball of fun, isn't he.
[Megan] [Then why are you so worried? You just have to find someone you can trust.]
[Peter_Petrelli] [...Everyone I trust has.. powers. I don't.. I don't want to..]
* Peter_Petrelli starts thinking of images of people being found with their heads sawn off.
Not very pretty. [He does this because he can see their powers..]
[Megan] [Show me what it's like, when it happens?]
* Peter_Petrelli nods, and closes his eyes. He focuses on.. Nick, since he's the closest,
and turns to look at him. Megan will see that Nick stands out in such an obnoxious
fashion.. like a black spot on a white canvas.
* Nick_Wright feels focused on, somehow.
* Peter_Petrelli also has some part of him clearly bothered by this.
* Megan takes that mental image, and tweaks it, and returns it... and the returned version
is, to continue the metaphor, as if the very start of some interesting painting, instead
of the annoying spot.
[Megan] It's all about your point of view.
* Peter_Petrelli blinks a bit.
* Nick_Wright is still focusing. Does he need to anymore?
[Megan] Look at me. Tell me what you see.
* Peter_Petrelli looks at Megan, and blinks a bit. "I.. see.. well.. something. You're.. not
a regular human, but I can't tell why.."
* Megan would still like that, yes.
[Megan] Not that. I mean, normally.
[Megan] Just look at me normally, and tell me what you see.
* Peter_Petrelli looks confused. "You.. look like a woman."
[Megan] Now... *she shares how she's seeing Peter... and then it subtly twists and changes,
until he is no longer being interpreted as just 'that guy', but more as 'a horrible watery
sack of weak meat'*
[Peter_Petrelli] ...
* Peter_Petrelli makes a face equivalent to D:.
[Megan] Like I said... it's all about your point of view. *she smiles, and stops sharing*
[Nick_Wright] Uh, do you guys still need me?
* Peter_Petrelli ...blinks. "Can powers really be considered a point of view?"
[Megan] Why not?
[Megan] Can't you have a point of view -on- one, at least?
[Megan] All you have to do is learn a different one.
* Nick_Wright looks at M'gann.
* Megan smiles at Nick.
[Nick_Wright] Um, do you still need me?
* Megan shakes her head.
* Nick_Wright nods and turns to go back -- and smacks right into the wall. Commence cursing.
* Peter_Petrelli blinks at Nick.. and then looks at Megan, and takes a few steps back.
[Megan] It took me a few weeks to get used to being around humans, at first.
* Nick_Wright also falls backwards a bit as the floating suddenly stops.
[Nick_Wright] Mother FUCKER...
* Megan 's skin color suddenly flares white, and she takes a deep breath, eyes wide.
* Nick_Wright is rubbing his nose.
* Megan tinges green instead of white a moment later, as she visibly relaxes.
* Peter_Petrelli takes a few more steps back because good /god/ Megan is suddenly like a
blaring bright light to him.
* Nick_Wright done hurt his nose. ;_;
[Megan] -Now- I could probably help you.
[Peter_Petrelli] I.. I don't.. I mean, maybe I should go..
[Megan] You don't have to worry about hurting me. There's not much that can.
* Nick_Wright is just gonna PIN out now. Yeah. Because having Edgeworth seem him like this
would just be EMBARRASSING.
* Nick_Wright does, in fact, PIN out.
* Megan smiles placidly at Peter.
* Peter_Petrelli ...reaches for his PIN. "I.. thanks.. for your help."
* Megan nods. "If you want someone to help, you know who to talk to."
* Peter_Petrelli nods. "Thank you again." He PINs out.