Log; On-going.

[powersponge.livejournal.com]

When; April 02.
Rating; PG? I'll change it if I need to.
Characters; Peter Petrelli powersponge & Claire Bennet undefeatably; OPEN TO OTHER CHARACTERS!!!PLZ
Summary; Peter and Claire become acquainted with The City.
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Peter Petrelli had felt invisible his entire life. Just another man with a mediocre job, who'd amount to nothing. One would think that when he discovered he had super powers, he'd be a bit more happy with his life, but of course, with every up comes a down, and finding out from a painting prophet that he might possibly destroy an entire city, killing millions, didn't make him too happy.
This city, however, wasn't quite like New York. In fact, he wasn't quite sure what this city was, or what to think of it. Peter wasn't sure of anything anymore; if he was dead or not, or if he was possibly put here to keep him from exploding in the middle of NYC. This place was, after all, some strange convention of freaks like him, but Claire was here, which made him feel a bit more content.
So it was time for him and Claire to get acquainted with this City, after all, from what he'd heard, they'd be there for quite some time.
Peter waited by the door while Claire got ready to go. Their new apartment was nice, for a free place to stay. After pushing his hair out of his eyes, Peter stood and stretched a bit. "Hey Claire?" he called through the apartment, "I'm ready to go-"

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[stancoleman.livejournal.com]

Under the advice of his own conscious Stanley had made his way to the square large sketch pad, drawing utensils and water colors in arm. He set the sketchpad on the easel and looked around for something to draw. Setting his site on a group of buildings he started to draw them. He was having trouble with only one eye, but he supposed that until he could get a new eye or something he'd have to get used to being half blind.

Quickly becoming bored of drawing just buildings Stan started to draw some more things. Soon the drawing depicted a giant cockroach blasting the City to pieces. Stan chuckled to himself. He turned the paper over and started looking for some new inspiration. He spotted a couple of people he hadn't yet seen around.

"Draw your portrait?" He asked.

[powersponge.livejournal.com]

Peter's attention was drawn to the man by the fountains. He sat in front of an easel.

Peter pushed his hair behind his ears, raising his eyebrows at the man's question. A portrait? Peter had never been asked to be drawn, he always just...was, and because he was so used to it, he didn't really mind.

He turned to Claire before replying to the man, "What do you say?" he asked her.

[undefeatably.livejournal.com]

Claire studied the man and his easel, considering. She hadn't been drawn before, not really. She had paid for a caricature at a carnival once when she was very small, but she didn't like how big her head and nose had been, and she hadn't kept it. But this would be a portrait she'd want to keep.

"It sounds fun, Peter," she said with a smile, turning to the man. "Is there a pose you want us to take?"

[stancoleman.livejournal.com]

Stan carefully observed the two as they talked. He liked to observe people before drawing them. This way he could get a better feel for their emotions. What good was a portrait if it didn't capture that person's essence? While the two continued to talk Stan set out some conte. He liked the way the medium worked. So smooth and rich like pastel and charcoal without the ill mess that they brought.

"Whichever pose is most natural for you ma'am." Stanley told her.