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[smileforaliving]

[New York City is all around him, a mixture of loud noise and constant movement. He's standing in the middle of the sidewalk, holding a piece of paper and scanning the crowd

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[intuitivelyapt]

[sup Sylar is leaning against the wall you just crashed into.]

I've tried running through walls. Usually doesn't work out.

[smileforaliving]

He's momentarily dazed, reaching out towards the wall and planting one hand against it. Solid, as is, he assumes, the man who seems to have been waiting there.]

The laws of physics are pretty clear on that sort of thing.

[intuitivelyapt]

Then why are you trying so hard to break them?

[smileforaliving]

NOrmally I don't. [He looks around again, hoping to spy something, anything that might tell him where Kate might have gone off to.] I was running after someone. She came down this way and now she's not here.

[intuitivelyapt]

What, and you think she ran into that wall?

[smileforaliving]

I don't know what I think. {It's hard for him to keep the tension from his voice.] I know I chased her down this way and now she's gone. That's all. She should be here.

[But she's not and the longer he stands here talking, the more he relaizes that.]

[intuitivelyapt]

Maybe she flew away.

[smileforaliving]

[Neal stares at him like he's an idiot.] Yeah, of course she did. [He turns away, starting to walk off before pausing, turning back to look at him.] What are you doing here anyway? Or do you lurk in alleys as a hobby?

[intuitivelyapt]

[He shrugs. Look, that could happen in his world, okay.] Not recently. I was just passing through the neighborhood this time.

[smileforaliving]

It might be able to happen in his world but definitely not Neal's. Flying is not a usually a valid escape route.]

And you didn't see anything? Not a girl, not...anything? [He knows hes kind of being one track minded but well...It's Kate. He gets like that when she's involved.]

[intuitivelyapt]

If I saw a girl, I wouldn't be talking to you.

[smileforaliving]

[he sighs, raking a hand through his hair.] Damnit. [He looks around again.] She should be here.

[He starts pacing the alley, trying to figure out what he should do, where he should go next]