WHO: Rogue and Peter Petrelli WHAT: Rogue wants to have a little 'chat' with the resident Champion. WHEN: A half an hour or so after this. {Backdated} WHERE: The basement of the Hyperion. RATING: TBD STATUS: In Progress
Following her encounter with the Joker, Rogue had quickly made her way back to the Hyperion. With every step she took, her personality began to shift until, by the time she'd made it to the hotel, she was very nearly skipping with glee at the notion that she was about to absorb more power than she'd ever dreamed of having. The fact that she was also going to likely kill the Champion of the city wasn't quite as important to her, really, but it was amusing. So many others had tried, continued to try, to one-up Peter Petrelli and had failed. Yet she knew she wouldn't because he wouldn't realize that she was a threat until it was far too late.
Making her way inside, she was still giggling at the imagined look on his face when she grabbed ahold of him and wouldn't let go. Then she realized she needed to find him in order to make that fantasy a reality.
"The basement," she stated to no one in particular. "He's a hero type. He's probably working out in the basement." The 'logic' made sense to her and with that same eerie grin on her face, Rogue crossed to the stairs and made her way down into the underbelly of the Hyperion.
"Oh Pee-terrr!" she called out in a sing-song tone as she entered the area. Glancing around, she spotted him easily and giggled. "There you are! You won't believe who I just met! I swear, this city gets more interesting by the minute!" As she spoke she was moving toward him, her gloveless hands already itching to touch his skin and feel his power pulsing through her veins. The very thought, in fact, made her giggle anew.