PARABOLICAL GRAFFITI

I'm okay.

{Filtered to The Lux}

Would you happen to be hiring, by any chance? Waitressing, preferably, but I could hostess as well. I need the work I've had plenty of experience with both.

Mom.

She's here. She's alive.

Another reason I happen to like this place. I don't feel like such an abomination of nature, or God.

[Peter Petrelli]

A part of me still loves her, and yet I know that she doesn't. Not the way a mother should love a daughter. More like the way an adult loves a tool.

Sorry, I'm blabbing.

[Dahlia]

Thank you, for telling me.


[Heather]

She finally told me the name of my biological father. Although, she acted as if telling me would cause a huge catastrophe. I'm not sure what she was so afraid of if I had that information.

The vampires here are so boring, and dull. You would think that they'd put in more of a fight, but they just turn into dust under my hand.

On a brighter note, the people I have met living under this bridge are some of the most interesting people I've met. It's a shame that this sinful society has cast them aside.

I'm never going to get any sleep like this with all these cats... I just need to get out for a while, assuming I can get past them maybe hit the gym or go for a run. Anyone game? it's more fun with company.

Does anyone have any practical experience with ghosts? It might be more. Like a poltergeist, but sentient and manifesting. It lures people in, I don't know for what purpose, but it's just a child. It scares me.

I. . I want to help him.

A man tried to EAT ME!

[Filtered to the Powers That Be and the Senior Partners]

I hate you.

[ooc: Yes, I did this for the funnies. That and she really wanted to say it.]

Right. I think it's time we actually get this done.

Those who are capable of magic, sign up here for Patronus lessons. This will be easier if you have a wand, but if not we will make due.

I'll start teaching you ASAP, but in the mean time I seriously need a nap. So unless He-Who-Must-Not-Be-Named himself is barreling down on our door, don't wake me.

I mean it, just don't. You'll regret it.

I almost forgot how fun it could be to kill things with pointy sticks. And last night, I poked a demon in the brain with a pair of scissors. And my cat’s still here and she’s as awesome as ever. She chased a doberman down an alley this afternoon. I was so unbelievably proud of her. I have to buy her something expensive now.

I want a new knife. I lost mine.

This hurts.

The big furball running around the apartment is mine, and I'm apologizing in advance to everyone staying there for her extreme hyperness as of late. She's got this really annoying crush on Sam that I'm trying to break her of, but it's making her crazy to actually be living with him. She's harmless though, I promise.

So, I noticed that there have been some new arrivals. Please allow me to introduce myself. My name is Damien Thorn. I am the CEO of Thorn Industries. And in my spare time, I donate food to the homeless shelters in the city.

If anyone needs a job, we're still hiring. There are plenty of positions available. Secretary, guard duty, assembly line, anything. Feel free to set up an appointment and I'll see if we can hire you on the spot. Ohh, and it pays well too.