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Elle stumbled upon the statuary by accident, but it was distracting and amusing enough that she promptly abandoned her search for that weird clock room and decided to explore it instead.

She deduced that it was half-cool, half-weird. She recognized several from history textbooks (very neat, though she was never particularly studious), and others that looked like they were from comic books, video games, or something else similiarly geeky (also neat, but also reminded her of movie sets again). Despite the fact that flicking the switches on the large statue bases didn't appear the actually DO anything, she continued attempting to make something happen.

Maybe it's just broken, she wondered, repeatedly flipping the switch for a statue of the Venus De Milo. How irritating. It would've been way cool if it was animatronic or something and moved, she glumly noted.

A little too tempted by the idea, Elle covered the switch with her palm, blue electricity shimmering over the surface of her skin. I'll just... Give it a jumpstart!

There was a crackle- a loud zap!

And...

Nothing.

She rolled her eyes, letting her hand drop back to her side. Why did that never seem to work?

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Nathan heard the zap as he walking past the statuary.

"What the hell?" He wondered as he stepped in to see what was going on.

Oh, there's a blonde in the room. He couldn't see her face yet as he stepped closer.

"You lost?"

Elle looked up, then froze. Wasn't that Senator Petrelli? Angela's other kid?

She was pretty sure anyone even vaguely affiliated with the original Company wouldn't be very happy with her for turning herself in to Arthur Petrelli, teaming up with Sylar, and then trying to attack Noah Bennet and the cheerleader. However, as far as she knew, Senator Petrelli didn't seem involved in any of that. Maybe he didn't even know who she was.

Oh well. Even if he did, she was pretty sure she could take 'im.

Elle gave him a false, cheery smile. "Oh! I was just... Trying to see if this did anything." She laughed slightly, stepping back. "Apparently not."

Nathan peered at her curiously for a moment. Not exactly in recognition, but he thought he might noticed a single picture in Bob's office.

He stepped closer to the statues, "They've never worked. Always figured they were likely broken."

Elle's shoulders relaxed a little. So far, so good. As far as she could tell, he didn't recognize her.

She frowned, disappointed. "That's no fun..."

Nathan shrugged at that, "Some of the things around here aren't. You just woke up, right? From the pods?"

She nodded. "Yeah... What, have you been here longer?" Aliens had abducted a politician, and no one back home was talking about this? Spooky.

"Yeah, for some months now I think. Hard to tell day and night in here."

"...Seriously?"

Okay, that was unexpected. "They keep people here for that long?!" Damn. Even though she didn't really have a home anymore, it was still unnerving as hell to think she might not be going back.

"Longer for some, there were some who woke up a bit earlier than I did," Nathan remarked grimly.

He then gave a politician grin and extended his hand, "Didn't catch the name."

Petrelli seemed nice enough, though Elle didn't trust him for a moment. However, the more she thought about it, the more she'd decided that he wasn't a threat. They were both trapped in a spaceship. While the ship itself was pretty creepy, she was pretty sure that no one inside of it could do anything to her. After all, you can't stick someone in a containment facility if you're both already in one.

Besides, he was kinda cute.

So, she just smiled back and shook his hand. "Elle." And, because she couldn't resist if her life depended on it, gave him a tiny shock - not enough to actually hurt (much, anyway), but certainly startling.

Nathan was about to say nice to meet you and mention his name, but that was before his hand jerked away from the shock. His feet went up half a inch in the air before catching himself. He glanced around, how can there be static electricity around here with so much organic material?

"I'm Nathan," he just said.

Elle smiled at him sweetly. Maybe a little too sweetly. "Nice to meet you, Nathan."

Possibly Nathan might have noticed, but then again, pretty blonde. Nope. He's oblivious, and grinning back.

"Anybody show you around yet?"

"Actually, no..." She glanced over at him.

"You probably have a good idea where everything is, right Nathan?"

"Sure, especially where to avoid in the City. Been a few attacks down here. Come on," He beckoned to her and started to walk away. Briefly glancing back to see if she'd follow.

"You coming?"

Elle trailed along behind him.

"Attacks...?" She raised an eyebrow, skeptical.

"Yeah giant roaches and parasitic brain slugs."

Nathan grimaced as they walked past the Vatican building.

"Makes my world almost seem normal," he added in a growling mutter.

"...Brain slugs." Elle gave him a blank look. He was kidding, right?

She grimaced. How disgusting. "What are brain slugs doing here?"

"How else? Got dragged in like the rest of us," Nathan remarked.

He added, "Only difference was that they took over half the crew, and were trying to take over the ship. Tried killing the rest of us, but they were rounded up. Heard the slugs are all dead now."

"How could you really tell? Maybe they're just hiding... You know, in someone's brain." It sounded stupid, but as far as Elle was concerned, it was a pretty stupid situation anyway.

"Because scanning shows clean for everybody, and numerous people watched the damn things starve out in the infected and then fall out of their ears dead." Yeah ew doesn't begin to cut it.

Elle shudders, more than a little horrified. "Ew, that's... Incredibly disgusting."

He nodded, "Very. You asked."

She groaned. "Is there anything here that doesn't suck?"

"Well there's the Sensorium rooms. They're these holographic simulation rooms."

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