2007-05-10: Elle Is Cute And Psychotic

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Summary: Elle is delivering a fruit basket to Nathan, and ends up meeting Heidi at the door. Heidi's not quite sure what to think of the girl. Because she's WEIRD.

Date It Happened: 10 MAY 2007

Elle is Cute and Psychotic


Petrelli Mansion, Hyde Park, New York

A knock at the door around mid-day brings Heidi down the stairs, checking through the window to see who it is. Not someone she recognises, which gives her pause, mostly because of what happened at the beginning of the month. Strangers aren't her friends, apparently, and with kids in the house, she's not too excited about taking random chances. Still, Heidi thinks as she shakes herself free of the paranoia, this girl isn't wearing a black ski mask, she seems to be alone, and there's no black truck parked outside the house - that she can see - so she opens the door, offering a "Can I help you?" in greeting.

—-

Elle is not wearing a ski mask, drives an SUV, and has a big, wrapped package. Perhaps a delivery girl. Only, not so much, once the words start to happen. "Mrs. Petrelli, right? I brought this by for Nathan." Yes. Hot blonde chick bearing presents.

—-

"Yes…" She says, looking down at the package, eyes narrowing a little - just for a moment, as she looks from it to Elle. She wasn't aware that Nathan was expecting anything, plus, this doesn't look like it's an 'official' delivery, or Elle would probably be wearing a uniform. Yes, suspicious Petrelli is suspicious. Still, Heidi's mind isn't one to immediately jump to the worst conclusions possible, even though it's really, /really/ trying. Smiling, she asks, "You know Nathan?"

—-

The blonde woman nods. "He helped me out of a tight spot the other day, and I thought I should get him something. To say thanks." She shifts her package over to one side so she can offer her hand out towards Heidi. "Elle Bishop."

—-

Oh, hey. This is where recognition appears on Heidi's face, because she's heard the name before. Of course, she made a mistake last time she assumed someone was Elle (and wasn't) so she'll be a bit more careful this time. Taking the girl's hand, she introduces herself as simply "Heidi," pauses for a moment, then moves out of the way so Elle can come inside. "You know Peter?" See? She's covering her bases this time!

—-

Elle shakes once, and steps inside, looking about for any given surface she can sit the package down on. "Yes, he's my boyfriend." she answers. Okay, there is a smile there. And even a bit of a blush. Elle is still squeeful over the concept of "Elle has a boyfriend".

—-

Heidi isn't the greatest judge of character ever. Usually she tends to like everyone right off, unless given a reason not to, like, say, Linderman, who was just all-around creepy. But she has to give the guy credit for healing her back, which she's both thrilled about and somehow uneasy over. Elle seems like a good kid, though, and Heidi trusts Peter's judgement. Besides, that smile! "You can just set it here," she says of the package, pointing to a small cabinet that's not too far inside the door. "Do you want to come in for awhile? Nathan's not home at the moment, but I don't expect him to be too much longer. Maybe you'll catch him."

—-

Elle sets the package down where Heidi indicates, and then smiles. "Sure, I'd like that." she tells the other woman. "Besides, it would be nice to get to know you, in case we end up sisters-in-law or some such." She grins.

—-

…Okay, so Elle's a little weird. The sisters-in-law comment earns a funny look, but Heidi doesn't comment on it, instead leading the way into the kitchen. "I was away for awhile. How long have you known Peter?" She never really asked, because it never came up. They must have met sometime between the point she and the boys left for Florida, and the time they returned, which narrows the time frame considerably. Still, it's something to talk about. "You want something to drink?"

—-

The blonde looks a little hesitant at the first question. "That…is kind of complicated. Since Nathan's accident, more or less." Translation: since Peter blowed up. "I'd love something, thank you very much."

—-

Yeah, Heidi doesn't know that Nathan's scarring was caused by his own brother. She's still not aware of even a /quarter/ of the abilities Peter has. She knows healing, at least, since that's the one she's actually seen, both on Peter and on herself. If it weren't for him, the blue-eyed woman would still be bruised. As she heads to the fridge to pull out a pitcher of Kool-Aid - since there's always Kool-Aid when there are kids in the house - Heidi wonders if Elle knows about the abilities that Peter and Nathan have. "Complicated," is her answer. "Well, I'm glad someone was there for Peter." Pouring a glass, which happens to be /purple flavoured/ - not GRAPE - she hands it to Elle, and pours her own, before heading to the table to sit. "Nathan asked me to take the boys, so I wasn't here."

—-

"Grape" flavored things. Wonderful. The bane of everyone who likes decent, -real- grapes. The blonde still accepts, even with a smile. "I think it was sort of a case of being mutually there for each other." Sip. Bite back face at hideous taste of drink. "I heard about the problem the other day. I'm glad you're okay."

—-

No, not 'grape' flavoured. 'purple' flavoured. That's what the boys call it, so that's what Heidi calls it. She's even starting to call the kitten 'Spike,' even if it's a terrible name for a purebred Russian Blue. Also, purple-flavoured Kool-Aid is not hidiously-flavoured, it's heidi-ously flavoured and awesome, because HEIDI MADE IT. Okay, bad joke. Anyway. The dark-haired woman frowns when Elle speaks of the problem. Instead of offering thanks for the well-wishes, she asks, "You know about that?" before she can stop herself.

—-

Elle nods. "I gave Peter a piece of my mind for going off and not telling me about it first. I swear sometimes he thinks he's Superman. Sorry I wasn't there to help get you out." Because that's what prospective-family-members do, right? "But, it's all better now."

—-

O-kay. Cue a span of quiet from Heidi as she tries to put things together in her mind. "Well, he—" No. No, she can't make any allusion to the fact that Peter kind of /is/ Superman, and so is Nathan, while she's sitting around being the proverbial damsel in distress because she can't do anything. She kind of just /looks/ at Elle for a long moment, pondering whether or not she should say anything. In the end, she goes the careful route. "It wasn't a place where /anyone/ should have been," Heidi says. "But yes, it's all better now."

—-

The "Well, he" is more than enough to give Elle something to latch onto. Especially since she hasn't had anyone to -vent- to over this, and she's still not too thrilled about it. "Oh, I know, he heals. But still, one bullet to the brain, and *poof*, I'm out a boyfriend." Which would be terribly inconvenient. But hey, this is how you look at the world when you're a sociopath. "I asked Nathan to find out what he could about the people behind it. That way we can make sure they don't do anything this stupid again."

—-

Well, at least Elle knows, and Heidi doesn't have to be careful about what she says. Still, it's disturbing the way that Elle's kind of worried about herself more than she's worried about Peter, because if Peter dies, it wouldn't be tragic in the sense that he was gone, it would be tragic because Elle would be sans-significant other. "R—right," Heidi answers, smiling uneasily now. So she invited this girl into her home, she might as well make the best of it. And because she's so terribly curious about these abilities now, and hasn't developed the tact /not/ to ask yet - call it childlike naivity, if you will - she inquires, "So, are you… Like Peter?"

—-

The blonde nods. "Well, not in the healing sense. But in the special ability sense, sure." She extends a hand, palm up, and lets a lightning ball form in her cupped palm. Little one. Just to show it. "I met Peter when he was being treated to control his abilities." Even if she doesn't remember it herself any more…she still knows that's what happened, from people telling her.

—-

See, someone raised in a very down-to-earth family where things like magic and dragons and stuff all belonged in and /remained/ in storybooks… Is finding this very hard to take. She's /accepted/ it, but even a little ball of lightning is enough for Heidi to push away from the table - chair and all - eyes focused on the display for a few seconds before she looks back at Elle. "Sorry. Sorry, I'm still—" A warning wouldn't have gone unappreciated! "Still getting used to all… this." Notably, she doesn't pull her chair back toward the table at first; her attention returns to the lightning in Elle's hand. "That doesn't hurt? It's just something you can do?"

—-

Elle lets it crackle there, and even extends her hand…slowly…so that Heidi can get a better look if she wants. "It doesn't hurt." she shakes her head. "Well, not unless I do it when I'm wet. That hurts -a lot-. But obviously, not something I do. "And it's okay. I know it's weird to most people."

—-

She called Nathan a mutant, but she's not so sure it's a good idea to say the same thing to Elle. It's pretty hard to /fly/ someone to death, but frying with lightning is a different story. Heidi tells herself there's nothing to be afraid of, that these people have likely been around for years, but she's just never previously been aware of them. That in mind, she draws her chair closer to the table again, and watches. "I wouldn't say /weird,/" Heidi notes. Okay, with the initial shock over - pun intended - she's calming down a little. "Just something I've never… It seems impossible." Leaning her elbows on the table, she doesn't take her eyes off the lightning.

—-

She looks back, and nods. "Most people don't know, and honestly, that's the way that's best in general. Better for everyone all around. People who have abilities, or involved with people who have abilities…life gets complicated." She closes her palm, snuffing out the little lightning ball.

—-

Admittedly, Heidi's much more at ease once the lightning's gone. "I can imagine," she says quietly. That's the entire reason she hasn't gone completely crazy because of this - because she's well-aware that there are people and feelings behind these powers. If it were her, she'd want to be accepted, too. Not feared. It's not easy, though, and it leaves her wondering if she'll ever get used to it. "I just wish I would have known years ago, when I married Nathan." Sigh.

—-

Elle looks interested. Curious, really. "Why? Because you wouldn't have married him?" She seems to honestly want to know, rather than being catty. But hey, Heidi's one of the few normal people Elle's ever really bothered to talk to. (repose)

—-

"No," Heidi says, smiling. No, she still definitely would have married him. As she told him, though… "He would have had someone to talk to about it," is her answer, and she sticks by it. Yes, she would have been weirded out a little at the time - just as she is /now,/ but she would have had years to get over it and come to terms with it. As it is, Heidi's almost forty years old now, and you know what they say about teaching an old dog new tricks. "I just can't imagine living as long as he did with a secret like that."

—-

Elle's voice is just a little bitter. "There are worse things." she says, as she looks back to Heidi. "At least he's got people to share it with now. You, and Peter."

—-

Her eyes meet Elle's again, confused. Of course there are worse things - she knows that. She also knows that Nathan really did fine on his own, but she's not here to argue with Elle about the sincerity of her statement, nor does she think Elle came to her house to argue. "You sound like you know," Heidi says gently. She doesn't reach a hand out for a comforting pat on the shoulder, but she does lean a little closer.

—-

Elle shrugs her shoulders, downplaying things a little bit. "Stuff happens. We all get through it in our own way. Besides, I've got someone to talk to now too." Peter. She's quiet just a moment, and then says "You seem pretty nice. I'm glad I got to meet you."

—-

Hm. Heidi's eyes narrow momentarily in thought, her hands fold on the table, and she looks down at them. Maybe Elle's not so bad… A little weird, but /okay,/ as far as she's concerned. Not that she ever intended to give her approval to anyone over the subject of simply meeting her; there's still something about Elle that bothers her, though. It's not innocence, and it's not a child-like quality… Perhaps something in between. "Are you leaving? I'll make sure I tell Nathan you stopped by."

—-

Elle replies "Well, I don't really want to intrude. I really just came mostly to drop that off for Nathan." A pause, before she says "I don't think he likes me that much. Or likes that Peter's dating me." She actually seems a little down about those facts. "It's just been kind of a long day, and I…figured I should do something to thank Nathan." Another pause, and she admits, a little awkwardly "It's a fruit basket. I didn't really know what to get."

—-

Well, she's a little hard to like — but Heidi doesn't say that much out loud. Nathan's not quite as trusting as his wife. It always seems like for him, it's one strike and you're out. Not always, but a lot of the time, he's so /serious/ about everything… In any case, unless Elle does something to specifically spark her ire (Again, pun intended) Heidi's going to continue giving the girl chances. Just don't hurt her or her family! "I'm sure he'll love it." Everyone likes fruit! Except Simon, who's allergic to a few things, like strawberries. Standing, Heidi starts toward the door again, so she can see Elle out. "It was nice to meet you."

—-

Elle smiles. She seems rather happy that the discussion went (marginally) well, and that there's another Petrelli who li—-well, okay, doesn't DISLIKE her. She heads to the door with Heidi, and gives her another smile. "It was very nice meeting you. Your kids are very lucky."

—-

Heidi likes everyone, though! She's pretty easy to get along with even on the worst of days. There are a few exceptions, though in general, she tries to come across as approchable as possible. Some people think she's a bit of a doormat. LITTLE DO THEY KNOW. Ahem. The comment from Elle is both sweet and disturbing, and came out of nowhere, so the only thing Heidi can think of to say is "Thank you." …Weird girl. Her and Peter are going to have to have a /talk./

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