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Noah Gray [Heroes AU] (sonofsylar) wrote in colligo_threads,
@ 2009-08-23 22:27:00

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!closed, noah bennet

WHO: Noah Bennet and Noah Gray
WHAT: Noah meets his namesake.
WHEN: Early evening
WHERE: Room #109A
RATING: TBD
STATUS: In Progress

After the somewhat awkward discovery that the younger version of his mother was pregnant, as well as the simultaneous return of Sylar, not to mention discovering that he wasn't a Petrelli by blood or any other fashion nor was Claire the psychotic bitch that he knew her to be, it was safe to say that Noah Gray was about as confused as he'd ever been. Everything he knew both about himself as well as his family had been turned upon its ear in a very short period of time and he was helpless to do much if anything to sort any of it out.

There was, however, one mystery he could lay to rest.

The enigma that was Noah Bennet was something that had always piqued his curiosity. From the moment he had been old enough to know what being named after someone else meant, he had wanted to know all that he could about his namesake. Who the man was, the things he'd done, the life he'd led. Anything and everything he could gleam from those who had known Noah Bennet were questioned and, slowly but surely, a profile of a man had been created inside his mind.

Yet it still wasn't enough. The desire to meet him, to look him in the eye and see the person face-to-face had been a long held desire for Noah. And while he knew that this version of Noah Bennet wasn't the same version as the one he'd been named for, Angela had been right during their conversation the other night. It was the only version he'd likely ever meet and, if he wanted to know about him, he should simply walk the few doors down the hallway and talk to him.

So that was precisely what Noah decided to do. In a world where nothing made sense and he had lost the tenuous control he felt he'd had over the already bizarre situation, he opted to grasp onto the one thing he could do.

The only problem was, thinking about doing it and actually seeing it through were two very different things and it took him quite a few minutes of preparation to leave his apartment and make that short trek. Once he'd reached the other door he simply stared at the golden nameplate above it for a good minute or two before finally working up the nerve to raise his hand and knock.

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thecompanyman
2009-08-25 02:34 pm UTC (link)

Noah heard the door and waited for someone else to open it, since he wasn't expecting anyone. Then he remembered that Parker was off...being Parker. And Claude was off...being Claude. He set down his book and went to the door, opening it and staring for a moment. Noah Gray. Of all the people he'd expected to see, the teenager hadn't even been on the list. But then, maybe he should have. Stepping to the side, he moved to allow the boy inside. "Come on in."

It didn't take a rocket scientist to figure out why he was here. The boy shared his name, and Noah seriously doubted he'd be alive in seventeen years. He wasn't the sort of man who would live to old age. He'd accepted that eventuality a long time ago. Closing the door behind Noah, he gestured for him to have a seat wherever he wanted. "We've got tea, coffee, water, orange soda and scotch," he said, sitting down on the MRI machine that was now Parker's bed, "if you want anything."

He looked at Noah for a moment before speaking again. "What do you want to know?"

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sonofsylar
2009-08-25 09:34 pm UTC (link)

The door opened just about the time that Noah was considering calling the trip a bust and hustling back down the hallway to his own apartment. Fortunately he hadn't stepped away yet so he wasn't caught in the act of trying to leave, but he was caught off guard and all but froze in place. It's him, was the only discernable thought that rushed through his mind as his stomach drew up into knots and he struggled to keep his expression as passingly neutral as he could manage. It's actually him.

Yes, Noah knew that he'd placed Noah Bennet on some sort of pedestal and that the man likely wouldn't live up to the full expectations he had of him. He was only human, after all, and time, fondness, and respect for the deceased had certainly colored opinions others had of him. However in that moment Noah didn't care about any of that. He was standing face to face with the man he'd been named after. That was all that was important.

Well that, and the fact that he had been invited inside and really needed to make his legs work in order for that to happen.

Noah managed, after only a second or two, and followed his namesake into the apartment. He blinked at the offer of scotch of all things, refraining from pointing out the fact that he was very obviously not old enough to drink. He simply gave a slight shake of his head, finally managing to find his voice enough to reply, "Thanks but I'm not thirsty."

Then he was being asked what he wanted to know and Noah, for the life of him, couldn't think of a single thing to say. He opened his mouth to respond out of habit but the moment he did, everything seemed to just stop mattering. Every stupid inquiry, every assumption he wondered about being based in facts, all of it just flew from his mind.

After a heartbeat or two, he finally admitted a bit sheepishly, "I... I'm not really sure. I still can't believe I'm actually meeting you... and is that an MRI machine?" Okay. Probably not the best question to lead with, but seriously. The man had what Noah was all but certain was an MRI machine in place of a couch. How could he not comment.

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thecompanyman
2009-08-31 03:05 pm UTC (link)

Noah had offered as a courtesy. If the boy had actually asked for alcohol, he probably wouldn't have given it to him. Maybe. It depended a lot on how the boy requested it. He was from the future, so maybe drinking age was lowered or his parents thought he was mature enough. But that wasn't the point of letting the boy in. It was just a momentary curiosity. And Noah did make him curious. Why on Earth had Sylar and Elle named their child after him? It didn't really make sense, unless things had changed drastically in that future. Then there was the matter of what ability the boy had, since there was no way he didn't have one, and how that affected his interactions with his father. There were so many questions raised by the boy's presence.

Of course, he was more interested in Noah's questions, though 'Is that an MRI machine?' hadn't been on the list of what he'd expected to be asked. In retrospect, he supposed it was an strange sight to anyone unused to the oddities of the apartment he shared with Parker and Claude, but he was used to it. Not that it had really taken any getting used too for him. He had, after all, helped to steal the item in question and others that were around.

"Parker needed a bed," he said by way of explanation, though it really explained nothing.

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sonofsylar
2009-09-01 01:38 am UTC (link)

Noah blinked. "Who is Parker?" he asked almost immediately before shaking his head, "Not really any of my business. Sorry."

His brows furrowed slightly as he tore his gaze from the machine, back to the other man. He wanted to inquire as to why this Parker would want a medical device as a bed instead of a mattress or something equally soft and designed for comfort.

He didn't ask, though. Simply studied his namesake for a long moment with an unreadable expression before stating, "I wasn't going to come here. I didn't want to bother you. But then it was pointed out to me that this is the only shot I'm going to get at this and I'd be pretty dumb not to take it." He didn't know why he'd told Bennet all of that. It wasn't important, not really. Then again, what was important that he could bring up? He was still unsure what else to ask.

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