WHO: Claire Bennet (future), Heather Mason, Peter Petrelli (future) WHERE: the Hyperion WHEN: After this WHAT: Seeing to Heather's stitches! RATING: TBD STATUS: thread; in-progress
As usual, Claire sat at the front desk in the lobby, but as she wasn't busy at the moment, her attention had momentarily wandered. Peter wasn't in the office, which meant she wasn't engaged in their usual spoken or mental banter. It was a shame too, as she'd been saving up some really lame duck jokes to happily bother him with in the search for entertainment and continued bonding-type moments.
Catching movement on the monitor for the security cameras, she turned back and studied the image a moment, recognition of a sorts dawning. It was one of the people – Heather – who she'd written to after Peter had been stolen. Reaching over, she hit out the necessary command to alert the security system to the visitor and waited for Heather to open the door and come inside.