Hiro Nakamura VS Max Guevara
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Hiro grinned at him and shook his head. Mohinder, such a liar. "Seriously Mohinder, you'd do that? You'd get yourself a master? Let me guess he'd probably be Nathan or maybe even Sylar, right?" Hiro was still being an evil little pikachu and looked around at the apartment curiously. Knickknacks everywhere. Oh look, a cellphone, he picked it up and blinked when he saw what came on.
A really cute girl came online, Hiro tilted his head as he watched her give her message to Mohinder. 'Hey Momo, get your ass to the main conference room, we have a new person that is about to introduce themselves.' she paused when she saw Hiro and frowned. The cellphone was dropped in seconds. Hiro blinked... What?
The lock on Mohinder's door opened fast and Max stepped in. Don't ask how she had master controls to all the apartments, but she did. It was something HRG had given her access to. It had a purpose, this was one of those purposes. In her book, Mohinder was in trouble, future Hiro Nakamura was a dangerous son of a gun. "there you go, that's EXACTLY how I wanted to catch you. Do I get my rematch this time Hiro or are you just here for a visit?" She glared at him. The little son of a bitch.
"I found out you beat me the first time around because of those powers of yours. Not fair you know, that's kind of douche bag attitude." She'd been wanting to kick Hiro's ass for a while now. Specially after that first time she'd ran into him, but hadn't been able to finish the fight. It had been complicated, but now she had a chance.
"Let's do this captain wasabi..." She glared at him. Poor Mohinder, now it was as good a time as any to PANIC.
Mohinder narrowed his eyes at the little man and tried not to blush at the thought of Sylar being his master. "That is none of your business. You can go now, you know. Teleport away." He made a shooing motion with his hands. A tired sigh escaped him as he noticed Hiro was not leaving but instead was snooping around his apartment. "Hey, that's my phone, stop that!"
His eyes widened when Max came so rudely busting through his door. He was still only wearing boxer shorts and he just wanted to go back to sleep. He stood there with a shocked expression as they spoke to each other. Were they about to fight in his apartment? Oh hell no. He just cleaned it.
"Um, guys, can you please take this altercation outside or to the training room. I would like to go back to sleep."