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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Nathan shook his head, "No, was heading back to my office."

The accent didn't really phase him that much. People come from all over in New York.

He shook the hand, and by the firmness and grip of his shake, it was obvious how practiced it was. He even offered a politician grin, "Hi, Nathan Petrelli, running for Congress. Nice place."

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He'd met vampires with more sincere smiles than that.

He didn't let it bother him though, his own smile bright, and wide enough to make his nose wrinkle in the middle, "Well you wound up at the end of the universe. It happens." A shrug, "Now, first question is, can you see the door you came through or not?"

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Hey! He's better than a vampire. Somewhat.
...He wants votes not blood at least?

Nathan eyed him some, "Uh-huh, sure." Crazy kid.

He turned around to look, "I know there was a door there..."

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Adric nodded, "Answers question number one. You're Bound, means that the Powers That Be, Bar, The Landlord, whoever, has decided that you should stick around here for a while. Good news is the first drink's free."

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Nathan scoffed some, "Bound? No, I'm not. I can't be." He went over to the wall, and pounded on it with his fists angrily.

"Doors don't just disappear. How does this thing work, huh?"

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He shrugged, "Around here? They do. The whole place changes shape from day to day."

He smiled again, "But really: Time's probably not going anywhere outside while you're in here, so whoever it is you're supposed to meet here, or see, or whatever it is you're supposed to do, it'll happen all in one night and you'll get dropped back out right about where you were before. It's like a Christmas Carol, you ever read that?"

Adric, it should be said, had done a lot of reading when he'd first arrived.

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Nathan just shook his head, "I don't have time for fairy tales or stories. I really, really need to get back."

He turned around, "Look, you said you work here. What do you guys want? Money, a favor? I can help you, I know people."

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Adric sighed then, shaking his head and setting the plates into the wagon as well. The dragon chirruped once and trundled off towards the kitchen.

Adric then gave the man's shoulder a nudge, pointing out the observation window, "Milliways." He repeated, "End of the universe."

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Nathan just thought the dragon was some little robotic toy.

"That's impossible," he said before he turned to look out the window.



It was a long look, and some staring.

Finally, he glanced back, and stated, "So what are some special effects supposed to prove?" Yes, he's being deliberately difficult.

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Adric sighed, pinching the bridge of his nose a moment, usually he was good with people, he liked people. It was possible that Nathan was going to change his mind about being helpful in the future. Possible, but not entirely likely.

"Right. Okay. Right." Another sigh, "It really is the end of the universe though, end of a lot of universes, there's a whole lot of them that just up and stop right here."

He shook his head, "I can draw you a graph if you like." He liked drawing graphs, really he did.

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Peter's better with being nice to people. Nathan? Not so much. Partly why he's been having troubles with the polls.

He just held up a hand, and waved his hand, "No, I'll pass on that."

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He nodded again, "Right, well, first drink's free, there's a few rules, no violence, no sex and no outside business in the bar. Other than that, just use common sense and you should get on fine."

This last was said with a look that was entirely doubtful that the man had any common sense at all, "And be nice to Bar, she's a nice lady, even though she looks like furniture."

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Nathan was staring at him like he didn't have any common sense.

"...You're telling me to be nice to a piece of furniture?"

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He nodded, "Exactly. Never know who you'll meet here, or what they'll look like."

A shrug then, "And if you do manage to get on Bar's bad side," Which he had a feeling this one would, "Make friends with the waitrats."