entrancelogs | (no subject)

Who: Peter Petrelli, Claire Bennet, D'Artagnan, and OPEN.
Where: The entrance hall.
When: Evening of the 21st.
Rating: PG-13.
Summary: Peter arrives in Wonderland, except... SHOCKER. He's DOA. Anyone care to lend a hand? Or maybe people just want to gawk. Either way. (Alternatively, people can show up later, after his little problem has been taken care of. Just specify in the subject line)
The Story:

It really was jarring to be alive and relatively whole one second, and then the next, to be… nothing. Peter had about half a second to think before the information overload began. What he saw was just a bunch of flashes of things, of Sylar and Mohinder, glass on the floor, and then there was a lurch, and he realized was falling. The images disappeared, and then there was nothing at all.

He was dead, and that was it. Maybe it was a lucky shot, but that piece of glass in his head was enough to keep him down. No regeneration, no healing, no anything.

The scene looked oddly innocuous, considering that it seemed as though someone had just died there. There was blood on Peter's head and on his clothes, but it was oddly contained. There was nothing on the walls or the floor, and actually, there was nothing anywhere. There were the normal things, like carpeting and wood flooring underneath, but nothing to suggest that someone had just been murdered.

Nothing, that is, except for the glaringly obvious problem of Peter's dead body that was lying on the floor.

Flat | Top-Level Comments Only

D'Artagnan's seen Claire regenerate, once. She didn't die, but he stabbed her on accident-- there were stairs, the whole thing was messy-- but she hadn't been hurt. And watching someone come back from the dead was entirely different than watching someone's stomach heal. It's...terrifying, really, but D'Artagnan doesn't say anything as Peter wakes up and seems confused.

He moves back as Claire moves forward to hug Peter, giving them room. He feels a bit like a third wheel, and doesn't want to impede on their reunion. Besides, he's still sort of freaked out.

Oh, come on, D'Art, there are no third wheels here. Sure, he's pretty confused; in fact, this might be the most confused that he's ever been, but it helps that Claire and D'Artagnan are there.

He doesn't want to think how different things would be if he'd woken up alone. Actually, he wouldn't have woken up at all, in that instance, so he owes both of them something.

For the time being, he's just going to let Claire hug him, a gesture that even he can't help but appreciate, given the circumstances. But when they finally separate, he falls silent, trying to digest what she's just said.

"You're not kidding, are you? This really is Wonderland?" It doesn't look all that wonderful to him. "But yeah, I'm sure everything's going to be okay. You two saved my life."

He glances back and forth, looking at Claire, and then at D'Artagnan. It might seem corny, but he knows it's true, and more importantly, he believes it.

"I'm really not joking around here, Peter. It may not really be Wonderland, but someone pretty powerful is trying to make us think it is." She gives him a long stare at that, wondering if he'll pick up on the it might be Sylar levels of crazy tone in her voice.

She does look over at D'Artagnan though, and give him a little nudge. "Hear that, you saved him." With a glance back at Peter, she finds herself grinning in what feels like the first time in months. She can't believe how good it feels to have someone from home here with her. Having no idea how selfish that really is, she just eases on into introductions.

"Peter, this is my friend D'Artagnan. And this is Peter. He's my uncle." She doesn't exactly remember every little detail of that day, she can't recall if Peter already knew this when Sylar had hurt him, or if he learned after. Well, now's a good of time as any, she figures!

It's not that he thinks she's joking; it's just that this whole situation is pretty unbelievable, even for him. People don't usually die and wake up somewhere entirely different. Then again, people don't usually regenerate either, unless they have abilities like he and Claire do. "You think we're just imagining this?" He fixes her with a stare, as if that's going to help clear this up. But the implications of what she said haven't escaped him. Sylar very well could be behind this, even if there's no outstanding clues pointing to him.

But all things considered, it's nice to see Claire, and nice to know that she's safe. He has a lot of questions for her, but they kind of fly out of his head when he hears how she introduces him. "Wait, I'm your uncle?" That would mean she's- "That's impossible."

He hates using that word, since the confines of what's impossible and not have expanded a lot recently.

Uncle. D'Artagnan's still a bit stuck on that part, especially since Claire was staring at him in a way...well, in a way that he wouldn't look at his Uncle. If he had one. Ahem, right. That's fine though, he can roll with it. It's not as if potentially incestuous relationships are that much of a shock. He's mostly just surprised to find they've lasted throughout the centuries.

"You're not imagining it," he says, finally coming back to the conversation. "This is all quite real. Unfortunately."

"Yeah. Nathan's my biological father," she mumbles that out, ignoring the way her heart aches when she speaks of Nathan in the present tense. She has to, though, so Peter doesn't ever learn what happens to his brother. It's hard enough to find out she's his niece because Nathan can't keep it in his pants when it comes to pretty blondes. She can't also let him know that their biggest enemy kills the one common thread they both cling to. It'd be too painful for him, too much of a shock.

"So I guess you're a little more than just my hero."

She turns a fond smile to him then, before scooting back to sit a little more at D'Artagnan's side. Her legs curl in close to her chest and she rests her chin atop her knees. Her mind's busy trying to go over all the implications of what his being from such an early point in their timeline means. There's so much she wants to tell him, but she has to be careful.