WHO: Alice Cullen, Peter Petrelli WHERE: streets of L.A. WHEN: Sunday, August 21; early a.m. before sunrise WHAT: Addressing the problems resulting from the ERS system failure. RATING: TBD STATUS: thread; in-progress
Propped against the Porsche, Alice waited for the appearance of Peter Petrelli. Over the weeks, the place and time had changed, no doubt due to evil plans made and broken, or threats posed that had been dealt with better than expected. It was only recently it had all solidified in a fashion she knew meant that it was all but a certainty, preceded and followed by an increase in her visions of the dangers that would befall the residents of this city.
Meeting him out here on the streets was the key, as this wasn't an attempt to replace the system he currently had in place. She knew it was how things were meant to be. This, her help, was meant to aid the soon-to-be-massive increase in evil, quasi-evil and simply law-breaking goings on in the city until it had been fixed.
Catching a flash of black moving around the corner, then the all-too-familiar face from her perspective, Alice grinned and moved away from the car quickly. Right on time.
Which meant...
With a sigh, she held up her hands as the arm of the demon wrapped around her neck, her hands between the arm and the front of her throat. It would never succeed in breaking her neck, of course, but she would rather deal with it quickly.