Yeah, okay. Maybe.

[no_bodyseesme]

From the poodle

Your Kiss is Green

Your kisses are short and sweet - at least a first. You tend to be a cautious kisser. You don't want to scare anyone off. Once you get to know someone, your kisses are daring... and even wild. No matter what the situation is, you know how to deliver the perfect kiss. Kissing Type: Varied People See Your Kisses as: Skillful You Kiss Best With: A Blue Kisser Stay away from: A Black Kisser

What Color Is Your Kiss?

Comments

[teleparkman.livejournal.com]

*Tries to keep his face blank, but the harder he tries, the less he's able to do so. His eyes close and his hands curl into fists. He wants to read this man.*

[no_bodyseesme]

Whoa, steady there. *lets up on the block* //...going to hurt yourself like that...// Pups, all of ya. Yer just as bad as Peter, no trainin', no subtlety, just balls-out charging ahead...

[teleparkman.livejournal.com]

Where the hell was I supposed to get training? I'm a fucking cop.

[no_bodyseesme]

Siddown before ya fall down. *moves to help him* Just thought if you were runnin' around with Bennet maybe he gave you a couple of pointers. Obviously not, though. *frowns.* //...trust him?//

[teleparkman.livejournal.com]

We... didn't really have time. And keeping Ted under control seemed more important at the time. I mean, I wasn't dangerous. I'm still not. *Wry smile* And yeah, I do trust him. Not sure why. But... we've been through a lot. He saved my life a few times. I saved his.

[no_bodyseesme]

Dangerous to yourself, though. Take my word on it. *humourless grin* Well, if a telepath trusts him, then I guess I might, too. *cautiously* We'll see...

So. Interested in gettin' a pint or two, and then see what we can do about givin' you some lessons in avoiding an aneurism? Or would you rather skip one or the other?

[teleparkman.livejournal.com]

I think I could use a drink. *Smile* The help might be good, too.

[no_bodyseesme]

Smart man. So, where's a decent pub around here, anyway?

[teleparkman.livejournal.com]

Don't really know. I'm from LA. *Laughs*

[no_bodyseesme]

L.A.? *Laughs* Bit far from home then. Think there's a place near the building we-- where I used to stay. C'mon then.

[teleparkman.livejournal.com]

Yeah. Bennet dragged me here. Long story. Gonna be heading home, soon. Once I'm healed a bit more. *Shrugs*

[no_bodyseesme]

You can tell me while we're drinkin'. Healed? How'd you get hurt? *they walk down the sidewalk and he seems to be taking a bit of pleasure at the people who duck out of their way*

[teleparkman.livejournal.com]

I tried to shoot a telekenetic. *He snorts softly*

[no_bodyseesme]

*winces* Oh. Lemme guess, turned 'em back on you? You're lucky to be alive, mate. A really practiced telekinetic could kill you without any weapon at all...

[teleparkman.livejournal.com]

I know. And... well, he was distracted at the time.

[no_bodyseesme]

*eyebrow* I'm gettin' a bad feeling about this... Distracted by...?

[teleparkman.livejournal.com]

Trying to kill Petrelli, I think. My memory's a bit blurred.

[no_bodyseesme]

Bloody hell! *he's hardly blocking at all now, thoughts racing between anger and fear.* //Must've been that bastard Sylar...// He didn't, though, right? He didn't kill Peter?

[teleparkman.livejournal.com]

Yeah, Sylar. And no, he didn't. I mean, I was out at the time, but from what I heard, the Asian kid stabbed him before that. And the other Petrelli flew him up before he could explode.

[no_bodyseesme]

*doesn't even really register that Matt answered his thoughts* Bloody hell... //Nathan Petrelli actually did something worthwhile?// Then... what the news said, the explosion in the sky. That was Peter?

[teleparkman.livejournal.com]

Yeah. Thought he was dead for awhile, but he turned up again.

[no_bodyseesme]

OOC: (And it would help if I closed the tag...) whoops! Attack of the confusing storylines! My TM app (still waiting for the approval... *sigh*) has Claude still looking for Peter, since the one in TM is involved in an entirely different RP storyline and all and therefore isn't 'his' Peter. So pardon some confusion while I figure this out... :)

*looks very relieved* He's really not dead?

[teleparkman.livejournal.com]

((Yeah, I hate it when that happens. *Grins*))

Yeah. At least he wasn't last time I checked.

[no_bodyseesme]

OOC: Think I'm going to go with the storyline with 'my' Peter (even if it will complicate things with a certain HRG...), which just recently got significantly altered thanks to a certain promo. Yay for being Jossed Kringed...

*muttered* Well, then where the bloody hell is he hiding?

Ah -- here we go. *tugs him towards a small and dark doorway* My kinda place -- they've got Guinness on tap.

[teleparkman.livejournal.com]

((That works.))

Yeah. Beer sounds good.