Peter opens his mouth to speak, but there's Mohinder, staring to innocently up at him. Peter shoves him lightly through the door, shuts it and locks it. All with his mind. He's picked up quite the arsenal. "For one, a lot of dead Mohinder Sureshes. Lately, a lot of suicided ones."
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Date: 2011-09-09 01:28 am (UTC)