Adam Kaufman // otherworldly bar // 24

[mm_prouvaire]

It's not really a good idea for Adam to be in a bar right now. He has to be at work by 7 tomorrow morning, and his willpower's never been quite the same since Tracy left. At least, not with matters that aren't strictly work-related

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[knows_how]

It's probably really not a good idea to be at this bar.

He knows who he's supposed to be - Zane Taylor - and he's not sure whether the people in this place will be able to tell that (a) he's not and (b) he killed the man.

It's making him slightly paranoid, and the pounding migraine (he still hasn't perfected Dale's power) does not help. Glancing up to see ... himself, essentially, is more than slightly nerve-wracking.

He drops his glass on bartop and curses, quietly. He'd been trying not to draw attention to himself.

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[mm_prouvaire]

Adam might have gone on marking up the classified document without ever looking up and noticing 'Zane' if he hadn't heard the clatter of the glass against the bar, but once he does, his deer-in-the-headlights expression looks more fascinated than frightened. Nothing about the guy in front of him screams 'serial killer' (yet, anyway.)

"Whoa."

[knows_how]

Yet.

Sylar likes to think that he does a rather good job of hiding the fact that he's a serial killer from people besides Peter Petrelli and Matt Parkman. Even if he comes off as a little strange and more than a little awkward, most people don't think a watchmaker's son is capable of cold-blooded murder. He uses it to his advantage on a regular basis.

"...can I help you?" Yes, he's very much going to avoid acknowledging they look nearly identical.

[mm_prouvaire]

Adam is awkward in his own special way, and obnoxiously blustery about it to cover it up. Sure, he may have been staring at his doppelganger like an idiot, and his inner sci-fi geek would love to explore the phenomenon, but not if the guy's going to be snippy.

"Not if you're going to be a spaz," he mutters, rolling his eyes at Sylar's nearly-spilled drink.

[knows_how]

With some irritation, Sylar picks up his glass and sips from it before he sets it down again. Slowly, with control.

There, see? He isn't a spaz. He takes a breath and then arches a brow at the man.

Right, he's supposed to be Zane. Thus, Adam gets a slightly doofy grin. "...sorry. Not used to people looking like me, that's all."

[mm_prouvaire]

Adam hardly ever smiles. He doesn't like the way that grin looks on Sylar's features.

"Most people aren't," he says dully. "But hey, this is probably the most interesting thing that's going to happen to me all month."

[knows_how]

He knows for a fact this isn't the most interesting thing that's going to happen to him all month, but ...

"This," he motions between the two of them, "or the bar?" Because both are unsettling in their own right, he thinks, depending on what Adam is accustomed to. Besides, if they're talking about Adam ... they aren't talking about him.

[mm_prouvaire]

He waves a hand. "No, I come here all the time. I meant this." He makes exactly the same motion, without realizing. "It's not really every day you meet your evil twin."

He doesn't mean this literally, of course.

[knows_how]

There's a split-second just before he remembers the expression that he is worried, but then he simply shrugs and glances down into his cup.

"It's a little strange, but I suppose it was bound to happen." Law of averages or something to that extent.