Day 46: Sun Room

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Peter woke up suddenly, his body twisting in the bed and then forcing him to catch his breath in pain. Pain, which was coming from his middle because of the thing that had scratched him last night, and after that...

After that, Zach had jumped in front of him like some kind of martyr, like the exact opposite of everything Sylar stood for, to take the next hit for him. It got pretty fuzzy after that, so night must have ended right around then.

The man let out a pained grunt as he straightened himself up in bed. For some reason, he got the feeling that he'd slept in. There was no way for him to really tell without a window in the room, but he just knew. The fact that Sam's bed looked long since vacated was another clue.

Sam, but was he Sam again? Had the brainwashing worn off, as he and Roland had hoped, or was he going to have to go through this nightmare for even longer? He didn't know how long he could handle "Zach" and "Harrison" before he started going batty himself.

Pulling himself out of bed, Peter lifted his shirt and saw that he was tightly bandaged. The scratch most likely wasn't nearly as bad as the bite that "Zach" had received, but it still smarted. He let his shirt fall and then had to deal with a nurse chiding him for sleeping through the morning announcements. Not that Peter really cared at the moment. He was too busy thinking about last night and the fact that in a way, he now owed something to Sylar. Except it hadn't been Sylar. That was something he was sure of now.

Lost in his thoughts, Peter reached the Sun Room right as the rest of the patient populace was trickling in from breakfast. Sighing to himself, he headed over to the bulletin board and then saw a note written in familiar yet unpleasant handwriting. Holding his pen in a vice grip, Peter scribbled out a reply and then stalked over to an armchair and fell into it with a huff.

While Sylar was maddeningly frustrating, there was one good thing about the fact that he was himself again. It meant that Nathan was too.

[For Spock!]

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[You say that like it's a bad thing!]

"Then we're definitely from different dimensions," Bart said thoughtfully. "XS told me she was one of the first metahumans to get drafted into the Legion by the United Planets, so unless your version just got started or something, I guess she either doesn't exist in your universe or hasn't gotten her powers yet." Which didn't sound too bad; after all, Jenni had said her superspeed activated from watching her dad be tortured. Bart wouldn't wish something like that on anyone, no matter how awesome superspeed was.

He grinned widely at Brainy's recognition of his honorary member status. Yes! He was! Even if he hadn't been able to return them to their own time himself, he'd still done a great job trying! "XS told me the Legion was inspired by the example of heroes in the 20th century, and that it inspires an ideal of different planets working together towards a common goal," he said excitedly, quoting Jenni nearly word for word. It was an awesome quote, after all. "She said it was funded by the United Planets, which is why there was a draft on for a while after it was first founded -- but that caused problems with some of the people who were drafted, so it was eventually abolished."

What had they said their mission was again, when they got stranded in the past? It had sounded pretty important...

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Another dimension and another Legion then. He'd been in favour of that explanation, since it had seemed the most likely. The different team line up and minor details Robin had mentioned were reinforced and clarified by Impulse's information. Though some of it was... unsettling.

The draft was a major part of that. While his Legion was still funded by the UP, there'd been no suggestions of doing anything like that, and Brainiac 5 imagined that it would only cause problems if the suggestion had been put forward. Another factor was how the Legion both Impulse and Robin had met was not inspired as heavily by Superman himself, so it was entirely likely that, if anything had happened to their Clark before he'd become the hero of legend, then the Legion wouldn't be as affected.

"Thank you, Impulse," Brainiac 5 said distractedly. "That helps a lot with what I was concerned with... was there anything else you think might be important to mention?"

[justanimpulse.livejournal.com]

Wait, had they actually mentioned anything about their mission? Now that he'd had a (subjective) minute to think about it, Bart wasn't so sure. He was pretty sure the phrase "technical failure" had been thrown around, though given how excited he'd been to actually meet some of the Legionnaires Jenni had told him about, he thought he could be forgiven for missing some of the little details.

He shook his head. "No, that's all I can think of. But I'll let you know if I remember anything else." Of course he and Brainy would be meeting up again later! They were practically teammates!

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"I'd like that, thank you," Brainiac 5 answered, smiling slightly. It was most likely for the best that Impulse didn't have anything else to share, since the nurses were beginning to spread out through the room and collect people for lunch. Not to mention Brainiac 5 had more than enough to think about for the time being, both about the other Legion he'd learned about and his problem with Grell.

"You can always contact me over the information board if need be," he informed Impulse, standing as the nurse approached.