I never really got involved with the police here, but murder is pretty much wrong no matter which way we look at it. I still don't really think it's...I don't think it's something I can or should...this doesn't really make sense. I do want to help people.
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Maybe I can pick up some clues on my own. Well, I should ask Claire if she---
I guess I don't know what I'm doing here, if I think about it, really think about it. Playing at normal? Biding my time? She's right that we can make some difference though. If we couldn't do anything even the harmless curses would seem bad right?
She says things---
Nathan.
Mom.
I wish I could go back and see for myself though. I don't want to keep asking her the same things, but I feel like---
Sylar...it's really over? I don't know if I beli---
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What was the point of---well no I remember. I didn't want people to feel alone. Thinking about home though, I wonder how much of a difference that made. A little? A lot? It's too hard to pin down.
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Exits and entrances are pretty common here. I didn't think the Hall would include a big cat, but I checked anyway....yeah maybe this part's not important.
Okay, I'm probably not going to say this too often, but here we go.
My apartment mate, one, Robert Chase?
He was right.
We have too much food, good food thanks to Eden, and I...really don't want to see it go to waste.
So, anyone hard up or just really bad at cooking?
[ooc; strikes were the beginning of his audio post but he deleted and re-recorded, just there.......idk stream-of-consciousness Peter. Slightly placeholder or slow maybe ;_; ldjfls s-sorry......]