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[elementwizard]

A low laying fog slips into the Nexus. Not the evil sort of fog that heralds the coming of the Silent Hill Universe, but instead a normal if tinged with magic mist, sort of a dark purple. From the mist approaches a man on foot

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[the_brain_man]

"In my experience, he's only chosen by himself, and he's the only one because he's too bloody-minded to let anyone else take the risk."

Hey, Sylar doesn't get many chances to bitch about Peter Petrelli. It's fairly therapeutic, actually, if the man himself isn't around to skewer with pieces of glass.

"Or to admit that he's wrong."

[elementwizard]

"That's not really how the stories go by... usually there's all these prophecies and things like that."

Sylar has much good reasons for bitching about Peter.

"But yeah... they do seem to be attention hogs."

[the_brain_man]

"I hear he's been convincing himself he's the object of that kind of thing," remarks Sylar icily. It's recent and fairly irritating news, brought to you by the talkability of people being slammed repeatedly into the ceiling.

"...You have no idea."

[elementwizard]

Alec shifts nervously at Sylar's tone of voice, and then he remembers that's armed and Sylar isn't and takes comfort in that. Anti-Violence Fields are just silly ideas.

"That sounds more like he's delusional or something like that. Has he been eating some funny herbs or mushrooms? My sister mentioned to me once that there are some that can do funny things to your head."

[the_brain_man]

Amazingly enough, Sylar hasn't encountered the anti-violence field yet. Then again, he doesn't just indiscriminately attack random people unless it'll gain him something. What do you take him for, some kind of monster?

Peter Petrelli on funny mushrooms is a mental image that actually makes him let out a short bark of laughter. "Not as far as I know. He's just determined to get in the way." He tilts his head thoughtfully. "In fact, I have a question for you now: nonlethal ways to get rid of someone."

He would take pleasure in removing the 'nonlethal' disclaimer, except that, well, the man has this thing where he heals from every damn thing Sylar throws at him.

[elementwizard]

Alec would probably gain him something a lot. Empathy, inborn magical talents, perfect sense of direction, lots of fun stuff. Not that Alec's going to mention that. Of course, Sylar being Sylar, he could probably tell.

"Non-Lethal ways," He scratches his nose, "Well... you could always get them in trouble with the authorities... get em sent to prison. If he's the heroic sort, he won't do the breaking out thing... I don't think."

That is annoying, isn't it?

[the_brain_man]

Magic is a little harder to classify than what Sylar's used to, even when it's inborn, but the more he talks to Alec the more he gets an impression of that 'lots of fun stuff'. The trick, of course, is now in working out just exactly what goodies would spill out if the piñata was sliced open.

Alec might notice a growing interest, keen as a scalpel, in Sylar's unblinking eyes.

"That might work," he says evenly. Well, if the man hadn't somehow managed to get out of wandering around a murder scene looking like this year's Miss Chainsaw Massacre. Friends in high places, probably. It would fit the pattern: everything Sylar has to work for, handed to Petrelli on a silver platter.

Sylar's jaw twitches slightly, but he covers it up with a sudden, friendly smile, and offers his hand. "Don't think we've been introduced?"

[elementwizard]

Alec is just a bundle of latent talents goodie bag. Sylar's gaze doesn't bother him too much, he's used to such things from the Fey that he just spent far too much time with. They tend to do that.

Kinda creepy, but you get used to it.

"Or you could always kidnap him and lock him up somewhere." Having a would be senator for a brother does kinda count as friends in high places, doesn't it?

"Alec Troven," Alec says, taking the hand.

[the_brain_man]

Nearly as high as having a president for a brother, though this mun knows which she'd prefer.

"Drew O'Grady," Sylar says, giving Alec's hand a brief, firm shake, and he's done this often enough before that there's no hint of a lie in his voice. "And he's something of a slippery fish. More than once I've thought he was dead, and he's still gotten away." Besides which, if he managed to lock Peter up somewhere, the man would be unlikely to arrive with his skull intact.

On matters more immediate: "Not from my Earth, I suppose?"

[elementwizard]

This mun also prefers an unblown up New York City. And who knows? Perhaps Nathan will still make it.

"Nice to meet you." He blinks confused for a moment at the 'my earth' comment. "I don't think so..." he studies Drew for a moment. "As I've never seen anyone dressed like you before."

[the_brain_man]

The twanging, offbeat rhythm of magical ability was a bit of a giveaway, rather than any peculiar wardrobe choices. But, well, not everyone can specialize like Sylar can.

"Not everyone here is from the same world," he says, raising an eyebrow in faint amusement at Alec's confusion. "Or hadn't you noticed the sentient robots, the inhumans and the dead?"

He's just going to stand here all impassive and pretend that he didn't go OMGWTFBBQ when he first noticed.

[elementwizard]

He does tend to glow a bit in that department. However, Alec doesn't have such wonderful sensory abilities as Sylar, so he has to go on more visual things.

"Someone mentioned that, a nexus...?" Sylar's next words, of robots, inhumans and dead get a completely befuddled look, as he's never heard of robots and dead can't really move around, last time he checked.

Of course not. Sylar's cool like that.

[the_brain_man]

Poor Alec. Clearly he hasn't embraced his evolutionary potential. Or something.

...Apparently he hadn't noticed. Though... maybe Sylar could turn that to his advantage, all sneaky-like. "I can prove it, if you want to see-- there's a door to my world, somewhere." Wow, he almost talks like a normal person when he's pretending.

[elementwizard]

He hasn't gone through his people's version of puberty yet. Give him a few years.

Alec has all the sense of a small ADHD child who is far too curious for his own good. "Yeah?"

Why yes Sylar, he's going to come with you.

[the_brain_man]

Aha! His plan is coming to fruition!

"Right this way." One side of Sylar's mouth curls upwards as he holds open a nearby door, and gestures for Alec to go through first. (There are a lot of doors, for a lot of worlds, but it's not like Sylar's going to forget which one he came through.)

[OOC: ...I believe some OOC contact may be neccessary soon. XD Do you have AIM?]

[elementwizard]

Like the unassuming lamb that he is (though he still thinks that he can take on Sylar, who doesn't appear to be anything that human) Alec goes through the door.

((OOC: Yes, I do. On his profile. I'm not going to be on...until... three thirtish, West Coast time))