( Private to Bob, Damon, the Sexbys, and anyone else who actually saw him manifest a demon power. )

( Text: Private to Sylar )

[Private to Tim Drake]
Tim Drake? Got a moment?

Don't think we've met. The name's Malcolm Tucker. Former Director of Communications to the Prime Minister of the UK, now inmate aboard fucking Red Dwarf here.

Got a question for you about your lad Sylar.

Okay, any of you fucking party-crashers know who won the 2010 general election in the UK?

[OOC: Feel free to fourth-wall the crap out of him. He's overdue for figuring out that Tom Davis is the fictional inhabitant of Downing Street, not Gordon Brown or Blair.]

[Filtered to the infirmary staff + Claire, Paddy, Rube, Parker (i.e. the people he sort of almost trusts).]

Is there anything at all in the fucking infirmary for a migraine? I feel like sodding Riverdance is stamping and kicking its Hibernian way through my fucking skull.

[OOC: What's this about? Well, perhaps the current general election in the ( Read more... )