#fromel

He supposes that it’s a little selfish of him to bring her along on a mission that only really concerns him, but it’s also for her safety.  If there’s anything he won’t allow ever again, it’s letting Doctor Brenner sink his claws into her again.

                     It still hasn’t quite sunk in yet  ----  that he’s found one of his siblings.

❝ This is hardly ideal, ❞  One says as they step off of the bus together, eyes affixed on the motel in front of them.  Its exterior is hardly inspiring, thick, unruly ivy growing up the side of the building, once white bricks now a dismal grey, but it’s a roof over their head.  A cheap one.  ❝ But we’ll be okay here.  For tonight. ❞

And so long as they keep moving, they should remain so.  It’s part of why One is hopping from room to room so often, even though this excursion should only be a couple of weeks long at most:  he just can’t risk an ever-nosy Papa catching a whiff of their location.

He looks down at her, catches her wary eye.  ❝ Hey.  It’s going to be okay.  I won’t let anything happen to you, okay? ❞

@fromel plotted a starter.

The rest of the club's off in their little corner, strategizing and talking in hushed tones for their next meeting. Which is fine and well - except that the only soul not partaking is the ever quiet, looming fresh meat that the guys insisted should join. El.

His eyes watch her from across the way and atop his perch for a beat longer before Eddie finally makes the decision. He's the leader. The shepherd. Kicking off the crates with a loud thud, he begins to casually stroll his way towards her - hands in pocket and expression easy.

The man takes a quick glance at the camera in one of the corners of the room. A red little light, a sign that the camera is on and recording. Brenner is definitely going to end up finding out about what he’s about to do at some point-- and Peter is most definitely going to get punished for this. Still, he goes ahead anyway. Sacrifices must be made. It’s not like he’s new to anything that happens here.

               001′s brow furrows.  011 shows great potential, but every now and then her fussy nature can become tiresome.

@fromel​ asked: She's spent a decent amount of time on this drawing. Surely he'll like it. It's a picture of 011 and Peter, together in the Rainbow Room. The girl goes up to the orderly, yanking on his sleeve. " I made this for you. It's us! Do you like it? " (( B) since you asked ))

Peter is just standing there in one of the corners of the room, watching over the test subjects and waiting for any of them to need his help as usual. It seems like everything is going well. Each kid is busy doing something. Most of them seem to have chosen to do the same tasks they always do. That’s fine. This is their free time, after all.

He raises an eyebrow when 011 tugs on his sleeve to get his attention. Seems his help is needed after all-- Oh, apparently not. The man looks at the drawing with curiosity. It doesn’t take long before a smile spreads on his lips and he takes the gift in his hands.

“You made this for me? How sweet of you! Of course I like it. I’ll make sure to give it a nice spot on one of the walls in my room.”

@fromel​ asked: 📂📂📂📂📂📂📂📂

[ Headcanon time ; Accepting! ]

Peter is not a fan of soda due to the bubbles. It's a weird and uncomfy texture.

Milkshakes, however, are pretty good in his book.

The first time he had ice cream, he got a brain freeze and he thought it was trying to steal his powers.

It's probably not that much of a surprise that Peter mostly reads books on philosophy, science, history, etc.

But-- he does sometimes read non-fiction books. Only of the murder mistery genre, though.

Peter's hair is naturally fluffy and wavy. Though, he does tend to wake up with a terrible bedhead. Nothing a good brush can't fix.

He also has a preference for cheaper but healthy foods and doesn’t go for takeout unless he really has no other choice. Actually, he’s very good at finding cheaper food options!

el vc:  dont we all