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Log for: Wonders Never Cease

The death at the Back Alley this week had me curious. When your cause of death is a traumatic brain injury, but there's no sign of physical trauma, one has to wonder exactly what happened. So, to satisfy my own curiosity, I decided to go poke around the scene. I ran into one of the people from Nakamura's assembly. She says her name is Sydney, and she says she can see people's memories. If I can't get what I want out of Gray, perhaps I'll have to draw on her help. Something doesn't seem right about her, though... I find it a little odd that her ability requires delving into minds, and... It's a stupid theory. Jude would tell me so.

Log for: Such a Convenient Ability

I convinced Nakamura to steal Gray's things from the evidence room so I could get a blood sample to Mohinder. I felt kind of bad, because I could tell he didn't want to do anything illegal. But... sometimes you just have to do these things. It's for a good cause. That makes it all right.

I told him to wish me luck. I'm off to ask Gray where he stashed Hiro's sword...

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A Plan to Save Peter Petrelli

  • Mar. 9th, 2008 at 11:44 PM
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Log for: A Plan to Save Peter Petrelli

I got Nakamura's message. At first, I wasn't sure I was going to show up for this meeting. But... After dealing with Gray, I had to. I'm in far too deep to think about backing out. I may as well keep going. Try to do some good while I still can. Seeing Nathan Petrelli was positively eerie. It's like meeting a celebrity, but discovering they're in your knitting group. It's surreal. I think I was almost more surprised by the presence of A.D.A. Marx, however. I sort of suspected, giving his willingness to believe that someone could be persuaded to kill themselves over the phone. That man Jack. I feel like I know him from somewhere, but I couldn't place it. ...Oh. Crap.


Sometimes... it seems as though everything is connected.

Dark Hair and Nice Smiles

  • Feb. 5th, 2008 at 9:56 PM
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Log for: Dark Hair and Nice Smiles

Judah wouldn't go out for a beer after work, so I went to DnA for a Collins instead. Met a man. He's a doctor. Head doctor, but that's still a doctor. His card says his name is Job Blut. Something about that name seems so familiar to me, but I just can't place it. I'm sure it will come to me at some point.

I can stare down the business end of a gun, but I can't call up a cute doctor. Fuck me.

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