http://cautionarystory.livejournal.com/ ([identity profile] cautionarystory.livejournal.com) wrote in [community profile] lastvoyageslogs2010-10-12 02:42 am
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WHO: Peter and Elle
WHEN: some point after Howie lets Elle out of zero
WHERE: Peter's room
WARNINGS: emo

Elle didn't know what she was supposed to make of this place, where everyone said they knew her and that she'd been here before. For all she knew, they were lying. Even Adam... might not really be Adam, if that Crane guy was to be believed. But regardless of where she'd ended up, Peter was here and she wanted to see him, to clear up this little problem of him abandoning her.

So she headed for his room. There was a brief moment where she was dead sure it was on the second floor, but that had to be wrong. Of course it wasn't on the second floor. She stood in the stairwell, staring out at the second floor hallway, wondering why she would think that, and why it felt so natural to walk this way to see Peter. But the moment passed, and she moved on.

When she got to the right door, she paused, smoothed down her skirt, and knocked.
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[identity profile] mimic-peter.livejournal.com 2010-10-13 04:45 am (UTC)(link)
Part of Peter was thankful that she didn't remember their time together here. A really tiny, mostly selfish part that didn't think he could deal with Elle being mad at him on top of everything else he was still trying to work through. He wasn't sure where they stood or even where he wanted them to.

It'd been two years since he'd last seen her. He hadn't even started to dissect his feelings for her since he got back.

Peter went to answer the door, looking a little surprised when he saw Elle on the other side. "Hi Elle. What's up?"

[identity profile] cautionarystory.livejournal.com 2010-10-13 06:44 am (UTC)(link)
For Elle, it had been just about a week since she'd last seen Peter. And she was a little surprised he'd recovered so quickly from his fall out of Pinehearst's window.

She reached up and touched his face where there'd been a big cut, looking at him curiously before dropping her hand to his chest and circling around him into the room.

"Why'd you leave, Peter?" Her tone of voice was unconcerned, but she really did need to know the answer. He'd made her like him, and she wasn't about to forget or forgive that.

[identity profile] mimic-peter.livejournal.com 2010-10-13 03:41 pm (UTC)(link)
Peter wasn't entirely sure he knew why she was touching his face and he flinched just a little bit anyway. He'd been expecting her to shock him and would hurt a lot more than it used to, since he didn't have Claire's healing at the moment.

"I thought I had things to do."

That wasn't really a great answer but it was better than just blaming it all on Adam, right?

[identity profile] cautionarystory.livejournal.com 2010-10-13 06:51 pm (UTC)(link)
Elle's jaw clenched, but that only made her wince at it sent a sharp pain through the cheek she'd broken.

"Oh, so it was okay to use me," she said, keeping her tone even. She gave his shirt a tug, smoothing out any wrinkles in it before reaching for his hand. "I guess we're stuck with each other now, huh?"

[identity profile] mimic-peter.livejournal.com 2010-10-14 04:06 am (UTC)(link)
"Weren't you using me?" Peter asked, letting her play with his hand for the moment. Howie had asked him to keep doing what he'd done the last time to mellow Elle out a little bit. That was harder in practice when he had all these memories of her that she didn't have.

"I'm not going anywhere for a while."

[identity profile] cautionarystory.livejournal.com 2010-10-14 05:00 am (UTC)(link)
"I was only trying to be friendly." In a sudden flash of anger, Elle's hand tightened on his for a second before she shoved him towards the nearest wall. She really wished she had her ability right now. "You had to make me think you cared about me, didn't you?"

[identity profile] mimic-peter.livejournal.com 2010-10-14 05:17 am (UTC)(link)
Peter was actually starting to suspect that she didn't have her ability, he didn't know for sure either way, but the Elle he remembered would've zapped him several times by now before resorting to violence.

"I do care about you," Peter said sincerely. He cautiously put a hand over hers. "I care about you a lot more than you know right now."

[identity profile] cautionarystory.livejournal.com 2010-10-14 05:41 am (UTC)(link)
Elle was momentarily thrown when he put his hand over hers. Was he just messing with her again? "What's that supposed to mean?"

[identity profile] mimic-peter.livejournal.com 2010-10-14 05:49 am (UTC)(link)
"You were here before. Howie told you that right?" Peter said, feeling the words tumble out of his mouth before he could really stop them. "I was here then too. We were on good terms."

[identity profile] cautionarystory.livejournal.com 2010-10-15 03:27 am (UTC)(link)
Elle disentangled her hand from his, feeling like she'd completely lost control of the situation. She didn't know if he was lying to her to get her to shut up or if he really meant that they had - did have, could have, whatever - a relationship. She was scared he was just manipulating her again, but she'd really liked him, and she wanted him to like her.

She grabbed him by the hips and pushed him up against the wall, standing on her toes and leaning in so their lips almost touched.

"What kind of good terms?" She smirked.

[identity profile] mimic-peter.livejournal.com 2010-10-15 05:01 am (UTC)(link)
Peter only resisted because this wasn't his Elle. This wasn't the one that if he were a betting man, he would bet everything he owned that she loved him.

He forced a hand between them, putting it on her shoulder and pushing her back a couple inches. "We were friends," he told her, and pray that if she ever remembered her time here before, she'd forgive him for that bending of the truth.

[identity profile] cautionarystory.livejournal.com 2010-10-15 11:44 am (UTC)(link)
"Wanna be more than friends?" she said, still smirking. Him pushing her away had stung a little. She wanted him to want her. But that didn't mean she wouldn't keep trying.

She grabbed the collar of his shirt, yanked him towards her, and kissed him hard.

[identity profile] mimic-peter.livejournal.com 2010-10-16 04:10 am (UTC)(link)
Peter wasn't sure if he was strong enough to keep trying to keep her at a distance after she kissed him. It was almost easy to pretend like it was just old times again. Maybe she was a little mental and needy but she was his mental and needy person kind of thing.

His conscience won out in the end, unwilling to take advantage of her like that and after a brief moment of returning that kiss, Peter pushed on her shoulders harder this time. "Stop, Elle. I mean it."

[identity profile] cautionarystory.livejournal.com 2010-10-16 04:33 am (UTC)(link)
For a moment, kissing Peter felt familiar. Way more familiar than it should after that one kiss they'd shared in Primatech. And more than that, it felt comfortable. Elle was too wrapped up in wondering why she felt like that to notice he was pushing her away until he'd already done it.

She stared at him, breathless, her eyes searching his. She couldn't figure it out. So she forced herself to let it go, smile broadly, and say, "That wasn't so bad, was it?"
Edited 2010-10-16 17:16 (UTC)

fff I am so sorry for the delay. I've been working all weekend :c

[identity profile] mimic-peter.livejournal.com 2010-10-17 03:42 pm (UTC)(link)
Peter thought he caught a look of confusion on her face but she moved on to smiling at him before he could really analyze it. This wasn't his Elle. This wasn't his Elle. He had to keep remembering that.

"Elle, please. Let's just be friends right now."

no worries bb <3

[identity profile] cautionarystory.livejournal.com 2010-10-18 05:24 am (UTC)(link)
Elle shook her head, trying to dispel the concept of Peter that kept trying to force its way into her mind. She didn't know where it came from, but it didn't line up with reality. He'd used her, and she was mad about that. Sure, she wanted him to genuinely care about her, but that didn't make him Prince Charming. So why was she thinking about him like that?

"I thought you liked me, Peter," she said evenly, smoothing out a few wrinkles in his shirt. "I'm disappointed."
Edited 2010-10-18 05:24 (UTC)

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[identity profile] mimic-peter.livejournal.com 2010-10-18 06:00 am (UTC)(link)
"If you ever remember the last time you were here," Peter said carefully. "Then we'll talk about it then. Sound good?"

[identity profile] cautionarystory.livejournal.com 2010-10-18 05:15 pm (UTC)(link)
"Fine." She gave his shirt a sharp tug before turning on her heel and walking towards the door. She paused there and shot him a grin over her shoulder. "Later, alligator." She left, feeling more or less unsatisfied with how that had gone.
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