Enter a politician

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Peter wasn't the only Petrelli to be a bit distracted. Nathan left his brother with their mom while he started making phone calls on his way back to his campaign office. He was still talking on his cellphone as he walked through the door.

"Look, get me Tom on the phone, will ya? ...Hello? Hello?" He stared at his cellphone. Damn, he shouldn't have lost the signal. He then glanced up, only instead of the familiar hustle and bustle of a frantic campaign office going into the last stretch....It was a bar? What the hell?

Nathan took a few steps further in, not realizing the door closing smoothly behind him. Must have gotten turned around or something.

(ooc: much love folks, but gotta say slowtime for work and class. Will be back to tag slowtimes after 4:30pEST. Never mind on the work! Yay! Here till 3pmEST. BACK! Feel free to send more pups to meet my newest one.)

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"Let me guess. You can't see a door. It looks like the Bar likes you as much as it does me." Now that ongoing frustration returns for a moment.

"I should probably try to explain. I'm Jim Kirk, Earth, 23rd century, and like I said, you're at Milliways."

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Nathan was getting frustrated. Where's the damn door?

And he's stuck here with a delusional actor.

"Right, sure, listen I gotta get back. I just saw the door." Angry and frustrated. Bad combo.

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"And it's gone. Believe me, I don't like being here, either. But this place seems to have a mind of its own.

"I suppose the only thing I can say that might help is that apparently time on the other side of the gateway stands still." Which Kirk knows is probably little consolation.

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Nathan stalked over to where he thought the door was, obviously not listening.

"Hey! You have any idea who I am? Let me out!" He pounded on the wall.

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"I don't think the Bar cares. And I somehow doubt that will do any good. Unless you really want to break your hand." Kirk does sympathize, and maybe when he was younger he might have tried banging the walls.

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Nathan pounded a few more times, and gave a hard kick at it for good measure. Ow. He winced some, but tried to hide it.

He then spun around, "You don't understand. I got commitments, things to do. I can't be held like this."

Unless... wait, why would Mr. Linderman hire some kooky has-been to shake him down? Or any of his enemies for that matter? Didn't make any sense.

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Kirk's patience begins to fray. "Mister, I'd say a lot of us here have commitments. And we're all at the mercy of the place. And I really doubt that whatever it is you were doing involved getting back to a crew facing a court martial, so I suggest you accept things as they are."

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Nathan just snorted, "Listen I don't have time to be dealing with this. Is there somebody in charge I can speak with?"

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Kirk tries not to luagh, but fails.

"I've been trying to fin someone in charge for two months. The clotest thing to that, I've been told, are a couple of head barmen, and even they really can't influence things.

"If there's someone in charge of this, I don't know, experiment or prank or whatever, they stay well hidden behind all the tech." And yes, Kirk is getting way ahead of wherever this guy is.

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He really didn't need crazy Shatner laughing at him.

He started pacing, his hands on his hips which spread his suit jacket out some.

"Yeah, well, last I checked, doors don't just disappear. And it's definitely not my idea of a joke."

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Kirk takes a breathe. He can tell that this man hasn't listened to a thing. Like some cadets, perhaps. So maybe he needs to try treating the man like a cadet. A raw one.

So Kirk gets calmer.

"Doors disappear here. The techonology that runs this place can do that, just as it grabbed you and me and everyone else here from a variety of times and places. I know that does sond impossible - especially if you're from a lower technology world or era - but it's true. And it's no joke."

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Actually less a cadet, and more of a formally military man. Marines in fact.

Nathan shook his head, "Yeah, I need it to reappear now, advanced technology or not. And I hope the next word out of you doesn't include alien abductions." He stalked back over to the wall, and started feeling around for possible seams. Testing it for hollowness.

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He's determined, that's for sure. Kirk could almsot like the man if he'd calm down.

"Alien abductions?" That's a term that fell out of use a long time ago.

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Determined, ambitious, and aiming to go far as he can. He can be likable somewhat, but kind of confused and frantic at the moment.

"Yeah, people that talk about little green or grey men kidnapping them? Usually just to get on TV." He continued testing the wall around where the door should be. Solid.

He muttered under his breath, "...What I wouldn't give for some c4 right now." There were some pretty tight spots like this in Bosnia too.

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"Ah. UFO reports from the 20th century. I can assure you, the 'little green men' were not visiting Earth and abducting any humans. They dind't arrive on Earth - at least on my Earth - till later, and they aren't little. Though they are a bit green." Which makes Kirk smirk.

"You haven't said your name yet."

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Nathan already thought he was crazy, so any information about future events he ignored.

"Yeah, right..." He stood back up, and offered a hand. Still needed to keep up appearances.

"Nathan Petrelli, nice to meet you."

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Kirk isn't sure he can say the same, but he does return the handshake. "Maybe I can tell you more about the place? As gilded cages go, it's not that bad."

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Kirk would likely notice that Nathan's handshake is firm, and very practiced. Like he's giving a lot to different people. Expression was about the same. 'Vote for me.'

He finally dropped his hand away, and sighed, "Fine, might as well take in as much evidence as I can so I can report this later on."

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"I doubt anyone back home will believe you." Certainly, from the way Nathan acts and dresses, he's from a time before Starfleet stretched the limits of knowledge.

"First thing is that this place is as much as bar as anything else. Anything you want to eat here, or drink, they have. The first drink's free, but after that you need to run up a tab."

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"I got connections. If somebody's responsible for this, they will pay," he determinedly replied.

Nathan only half-listened as he continued scanning the place. He hadn't caught sight of the window juuuust yet. He will soon enough.

"Great, so like prison, only with better food, huh?"

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"Mister Petrelli, if your connections can do something about our mutual situations, I would like meet them." Kirk has no doubt that they cannot.

"Maybe you should get a drink."

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Nathan nodded, "They definitely can, and sure I can make arrangements."

He did eye the bar some. Tempting.

"Nah, I'll take that drink when I get out of here." Yeah, still not believing the whole being stuck here part.

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"Suit yourself." Kirk rarely advocates drinking as a way of coping, but this guy is so tense that a drink should do him good.

"The next thing you should know is that they have a strict No Violence policy here. And ther are even gaurds here to enforce it."

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"Doesn't everywhere?" He remarked. Anyway, he can't be getting into bar fights. That's all he needed plastered over the news.

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"I'm not sure about that. You seem to be trying to take our your anger on the place. You're lucky they haven't arrested you." Kirk knows it doesn't work that way (he thinks). But maybe Nathan will pay a little attention?

"Besides, if you really want to beat something up, there's a punching bag out by the lake."