The Barge has been more quiet lately. It feels like the calm before the storm, like everyone is waiting for something. Perhaps they know something that I don't. [There's a small, demeaning laugh.I do wonder: Has anyone noticed the odd arrivals this month? Normally they come around the second and third weeks of the month. Now they come later. Sexby ( Read more... )

[VOICE: Sylar sounds bemused. BACKDATED TO THE BEGINNING OF PORT.]

"Less civilization." Iago's right. How many people here actually know? Actually remember enough ports and euphemisms to know what that means? The danger you're all walking into? It's amusing to watch, really.

Be careful with the fences. Most are probably electrified.

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I wonder if I could get away with claiming it was accidental. Do something terrible, run from the responsibility. How forgiving is the Barge?

[Private to Tim]
..I need you. My room. Now.

You act like people are acting strangely. They all seem practically the same to me.. overreacting, dramatic. Inmates and wardens alike. You're all on a witch hunt and, meanwhile, the Admiral is winning as you play into his game.

[Private to Tim]
Are you acting as ridiculous as the rest of them?

[Private to Cissie]
I want you to leave me.

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There's always a time when lines begin to blur. Reality, fiction. Want, need. Past, future. Friendship, love. What no one bothers to tell you is that it never gets easier. It stays the same ridiculous goal time and time again. To find something that doesn't exist. [A pause.] Everyone isn't striving for perfection, they're striving for average. ( Read more... )

I never felt one way or another about Pavi, but I'm glad he left. For only one reason.

Fully recovered, no comments on the flood. This place lacks creativity over time.. Dull, repetitive. Different people doing the same things, the same pleas for attention. Everyone thinking they're special. So very few are.

( Private Messages for: Iago, Eddie, Stephanie, Shego, Cissie, Tim )

You're all so concerned with fitting in, standing out. Playing by the rules. Most of you don't even know what you want anymore. I know what I want-- to have fun. If any of you want fun, thrills? Come find me. The rest of you pencil pushers, coffee gophers.. Watchmakers? You might as well kill yourselves. The world's not getting any better until you ( Read more... )

Bishop takes the Knight. Check.

( Private messages to: Judas, Cissie, Tim, Slade, The Doctor (Five), and Isaac )

[The video clicks on and Sylar's chilling in the chair of his desk, looking a mixture of pensive and still. He's quoting from memory:]
O time, who know'st a lenient hand to lay ( Read more... )

I'm not used to being one of the lucky few.

[Private to Tim]
I'm killing Isaac today.

[Private to Isaac]
Are you ready?

[Private to Claire]
Are you alright?