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083 - think of me fondly

Feb 17, 2011 00:21

It's too quiet.

[Private to Tim]
I need to see you.

[Private to Cissie]
I'm sorry. I can't do this anymore.

[Private to Dick]
Will you talk to me?

[ooc; Totally affected loving with Tim.]

big brother is watching, last voyages, flood!sylar, cissies a little like jailbait, the reddest of robins isnt so bad

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[Private] peektuttut February 17 2011, 13:46:15 UTC

Sure. What's up?

[Private] gray_atonement February 17 2011, 19:02:44 UTC

Where are you?

[Private] peektuttut February 18 2011, 00:57:13 UTC

My room.

[Private] Spam? gray_atonement February 18 2011, 04:22:47 UTC

I'm coming over.

Spam! peektuttut February 18 2011, 05:09:16 UTC

...Okay. [HRM what is up with Sylar. Tim's just going to continue hanging out at his desk and wait.]

Spam! gray_atonement February 18 2011, 05:17:46 UTC

[KNOCK KNOCK. There's an enamored serial killer at your door that wants to lock you in his closet.]

Spam! peektuttut February 18 2011, 05:19:41 UTC

[Oh, if only Tim could read minds. He pushes back from his desk and heads for the door, pulling it open.] What's going on?

Spam! gray_atonement February 18 2011, 05:37:33 UTC

[Originally his intent had been to confess his love for the warden, but after talking to Dick, his priorities have shifted. Sylar lets himself in, walking past the warden and then rounding on him when the killer's in the middle of the room.]

"You're leaving." [It isn't a question and there's a darkness to Sylar's voice to convey just how displeased he is with the idea.]

Spam! peektuttut February 18 2011, 05:41:07 UTC

[Oh. Oh, shit. Tim rubs a hand over his face.] Not yet. And not without talking it over for you. I'll be back, though. I promise. [That darkness is making him wary. :|]

Spam! gray_atonement February 18 2011, 05:51:56 UTC

[Sylar reaches up to scrub at his eyes with one hand, pacing awkwardly. Something he never really does.] "You can't leave. You're the only person I--" [He growled, cutting off there and trying again.] "If you leave, you can't control how long you'll be gone. There's nothing to guarantee you'll make it back."

[He pauses, glancing up at Tim and then back to the floor as he continues pacing again.] "You know what happened the last time you left. If you leave, I promise you I will kill someone."

Spam! peektuttut February 18 2011, 05:56:10 UTC

[He has to fight the initial urge to be angry. He wants to go see Bruce without worrying what this decision means, damn it.]

Is that really how you want me to stay? By blackmailing me? I need to go back, Sylar. But I promise I'll be back, as soon as I can. You know that I could spend months away, and be gone for all of an hour here. I'll be back. Hopefully, not to see you in zero.

Spam! gray_atonement February 18 2011, 06:02:51 UTC

"I need you!" [He blurted out, stopping to glare at Tim. How could the warden be so selfish when all Sylar wanted was to be with him? For the first time in his life, he knew that he loved someone. Really loved them.] "I can't do this without you. Can't fight it. I don't want to."

Spam! peektuttut February 18 2011, 06:08:07 UTC

[Woah. That was more admittance than...probably anything he'd ever heard from his inmate. Was he really that concerned?]

Sylar, I swear. I swear I'll be back. And I'll be coming back because I want to help you fight it. [There was no more deal, after all; Bruce as already back.]

Spam! gray_atonement February 18 2011, 06:19:30 UTC

[The killer was getting more frustrated. He knew that Tim didn't feel the same, but the warden had to care about him. Had to. If Tim was so ready to abandon him, then the inmate really had nothing left to live for. He meant what he said, that he couldn't fight the hunger and the noise without Tim there.

Sylar stalked over toward Tim, trying to get closer to him to show how vulnerable he was being. His voice was almost pleading.] "Don't leave me."

Spam! peektuttut February 18 2011, 06:30:25 UTC

[It was the tone that made him reach out. He put both hands on Sylar's shoulders and steered him backwards, trying to get him to sit on the edge of his bed.]

I need you to understand, [he said, letting go once Sylar was sitting.] I'm not going to leave you. I'm going to go home and see someone I consider a father, and then I'm going to come back. I promised you, I'm not going to ditch you now. [he settled a hand on Sylar's shoulder again, squeezing lightly.] I know you trust me. Trust me to come back.

Spam! gray_atonement February 18 2011, 06:44:07 UTC

[Sylar tensed in response to Tim's touch. If he had been thinking, he would have reciprocated immediately, but instead he was focused on doing whatever it was his warden wanted, ending up sitting on the bed as guided. When Tim's hand found his shoulder again, the inmate lifted a hand to rest on Tim's.]

"Take me with you. I don't.. I don't want to be here without you. I trust you to come back. I do. But I'm nothing with you." [He offered Tim both a desperate and affectionate gaze.]

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