Little girl? Didn't Mohinder know what Max was capable of doing? This was hilarious all in itself. It just went to show what kind of people he worked for. Yes, Hiro still didn't believe that one about the slaves and such. However, right now, none of that mattered as a very annoyed Max came up to him and started to punch and kick in very key places. Fine so he'd... HEY HIS SWORD! She'd managed to make him drop it again.
"That's the second time you do that! Stop it!" He lost a little bit of concentration. Hiro's sword was as important as Max's motorcycle was to her. So when he'd drop the sword or lose it, he'd get a little sidetracked. "Max!" She was not leaving him room to breathe, the next set of punches and kicks connected a few times and Hiro went down.
Before he knew it, he was being straddled by the beautiful girl and looking up at her like she was nuts. "Ok.... Fine, you got me, now get off me, I need my sw..." He tried reaching for his sword, but she pushed it further away. "MAX." He growled ready to pull a disappearance act on her if she didn't budge.
Mohinder watched all this with wide-eyed amazement. By this time, he was wide awake. He still wanted to sleep... and not have to clean up any mess these two made in his apartment. Thinking for a moment, he suddenly got an idea.
"Excuse me, if I may interrupt. Perhaps you two could go down to the training room. In there, there is a way to switch off abilities so Hiro couldn't be such a cheater. And I could get back to sleep. Now if you would kindly please take this little street fight somewhere else." He didn't care to know all the details of their past meeting at the moment or who had what powers. Sleep was what he wanted. Hiro had woke him up from a very satisfying dream about a certain ex-serial killer.
They didn't need to do that. Instead, Hiro got up, grabbed his sword and without warning, grabbed Max and teleported both of them away from wherever this was all the way to Isaac's loft in the middle of the city. When they were there he let her go and stood away defensively.
"Ok Max, I won't use my powers this time." This said, he dropped the sword and kicked it away. He really was challenging the transgenic. As if he really stood a chance against her. Whatever the case, he was going to honor her request.
Mohinder? Eh, he'd come around and bug him again, maybe. Whatever... The man could relax now. No more crazy people to bother him during his 'beauty' sleep.
"That's the second time you do that! Stop it!" He lost a little bit of concentration. Hiro's sword was as important as Max's motorcycle was to her. So when he'd drop the sword or lose it, he'd get a little sidetracked. "Max!" She was not leaving him room to breathe, the next set of punches and kicks connected a few times and Hiro went down.
Before he knew it, he was being straddled by the beautiful girl and looking up at her like she was nuts. "Ok.... Fine, you got me, now get off me, I need my sw..." He tried reaching for his sword, but she pushed it further away. "MAX." He growled ready to pull a disappearance act on her if she didn't budge.
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"Excuse me, if I may interrupt. Perhaps you two could go down to the training room. In there, there is a way to switch off abilities so Hiro couldn't be such a cheater. And I could get back to sleep. Now if you would kindly please take this little street fight somewhere else." He didn't care to know all the details of their past meeting at the moment or who had what powers. Sleep was what he wanted. Hiro had woke him up from a very satisfying dream about a certain ex-serial killer.
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"Ok Max, I won't use my powers this time." This said, he dropped the sword and kicked it away. He really was challenging the transgenic. As if he really stood a chance against her. Whatever the case, he was going to honor her request.
Mohinder? Eh, he'd come around and bug him again, maybe. Whatever... The man could relax now. No more crazy people to bother him during his 'beauty' sleep.
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