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Who: B and Sylar
When: Nov 2nd
Where: el casa de B
Rating: TBA
Warnings: lol there's been blood in every other log so.
Summary: Sylar's life sucks so he goes to his most stable friend for support.
"Such trouble." B mused, hand tight around Sylar's wrist, because he was the anchor right now, a pair of hand cuffs linked to a pole so poor poor Sylar couldn't run away with those nasty thoughts.
"Poor poor Sylar." He said mournfully, pulling through the streets, what was left of the rubble. Rotting chaos, left such a foul taste. Claire was constant chaos, never never a calm flow but tumultuous. Poor, unpredictable Claire.
"Sylar Sylar, you forget. People, they love to pick and claw at what they don't understand." He turned when they were at the door, holding up Sylar's wrist with both hands and smiling at him. "That's why I always ask first. Because I understand." And he did, to Claire's dismay. He could not let his dear friend slip away. Not like A, not like L. He would not let go this time.
When: Nov 2nd
Where: el casa de B
Rating: TBA
Warnings: lol there's been blood in every other log so.
Summary: Sylar's life sucks so he goes to his most stable friend for support.
"Such trouble." B mused, hand tight around Sylar's wrist, because he was the anchor right now, a pair of hand cuffs linked to a pole so poor poor Sylar couldn't run away with those nasty thoughts.
"Poor poor Sylar." He said mournfully, pulling through the streets, what was left of the rubble. Rotting chaos, left such a foul taste. Claire was constant chaos, never never a calm flow but tumultuous. Poor, unpredictable Claire.
"Sylar Sylar, you forget. People, they love to pick and claw at what they don't understand." He turned when they were at the door, holding up Sylar's wrist with both hands and smiling at him. "That's why I always ask first. Because I understand." And he did, to Claire's dismay. He could not let his dear friend slip away. Not like A, not like L. He would not let go this time.