Tweak

InsaneJournal

Tweak says, "Thunder, thunder, Thundercats!"

Username: 
Password:    
Remember Me
  • Create Account
  • IJ Login
  • OpenID Login
Search by : 
  • View
    • Create Account
    • IJ Login
    • OpenID Login
  • Journal
    • Post
    • Edit Entries
    • Customize Journal
    • Comment Settings
    • Recent Comments
    • Manage Tags
  • Account
    • Manage Account
    • Viewing Options
    • Manage Profile
    • Manage Notifications
    • Manage Pictures
    • Manage Schools
    • Account Status
  • Friends
    • Edit Friends
    • Edit Custom Groups
    • Friends Filter
    • Nudge Friends
    • Invite
    • Create RSS Feed
  • Asylums
    • Post
    • Asylum Invitations
    • Manage Asylums
    • Create Asylum
  • Site
    • Support
    • Upgrade Account
    • FAQs
    • Search By Location
    • Search By Interest
    • Search Randomly

Angela Petrelli ([info]dreamsthefuture) wrote in [info]heroes_rpg,
@ 2009-04-01 14:41:00

Previous Entry  Add to memories!  Tell a Friend!  Next Entry
Who: Angela and Peter Petrelli
Where: Car for now
When: Afternoon
Why: Because they need to talk.
Open: Sure?
Rating: TBD.

Cool and pristine Angela Petrelli sat in her car as her driver drove her to her younger son apartment. She knew what he wanted to speak with her about or she assumed she knew, with Peter sometimes there was no telling.

Setting back in the seat with a sigh as she looked out the window, this was not the life she wanted for her family and she had tried desperately to make them a family again. It hasn’t worked yet, but she hoped, even prayed it would in time.

She pulled her phone out of her purse and with in a few swift movement she text her son to tell him she was near. She knew he would be waiting on her. He was a loyal son and a mama's boy.

She put her phone away as she glanced back out the window. She had hoped this conversation wasn’t about her grandson for now things were going to get more complicated.


(Read comments) - (Post a new comment)


[info]pete_petrelli
2009-04-04 11:45 pm UTC (link)
"Oh. Right." But he'd never had a precognitive dream that he'd remembered; maybe he didn't take it, or maybe he'd lost it. Either way, he really didn't want to dream the future; he didn't want to know how it all ended. He didn't want to see people he loved in pain or dying. He didn't know how his mother dealt with it.

"I'm going to need a pair of those gloves." He nodded some. "I told Monty not to tell anyone but myself and you. I'm terrified if Nathan found out what he might do. I think its safest with Nathan and Heidi not knowing right now. Safest for Monty and the rest of our family. God forbid if someone like Sylar wanted that power. He almost killed Molly Walker, I don't know if he'd hesitate in hurting Monty. I wanted to keep it under wraps as well as I could."

(Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)


[info]dreamsthefuture
2009-04-05 11:08 pm UTC (link)
She frowned not very sure if keeping Monty secret was a good idea, but she nodded her head “We shall see, he’s just a child.” she pointed out with a sigh as the pulled up to the restaurant.

The driver opened the door for her and Angela slid out of the car and walked over to her son, latched her arm to his. “So tell me about work.” she encouraged for she wanted to shift the subject to something a little more pleasant at the moment.

“How are things?” she really couldn’t think of anything normal to ask. “Seeing anyone?” she asked, trying to be motherly as they walked into the restaurant.

(Reply to this) (Parent)


(Read comments) -


Home | Site Map | Manage Account | TOS | Privacy | Support | FAQs