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[cold_dry_pieces]

[There's a bit of static and a few beeps as he picks up the device and pushes buttons aimlessly, triggering the audio and eventually the video. What, they didn't have stuff like this in the seventies, okay? All you can see is a sliver of a young, perplexed face, and a backdrop of fuzzy ceiling. After a moment he gets bored trying to figure out how to make this thingie work and drops it on the table, the picture settling into an unfocused panorama of the apartment he shares with Sylar. The kid wanders off. After a moment, from a distance, you can hear him calling out.]

Mom..?!

[End transmission.]

[ooc; all responses will be voice, once he figures out how to work the thing. he's a smart kid idek. Replies from all_he_saw unless anyone minds <3]