[RL] Falling into place.

[rudolphofvamps]

[Spike knocks on Sylar's door, it's 1:36 AM. This time, though, he knows Sylar is awake. He can hear his breath from here.]

Gabe, listen up. We're going to the store. ..That work for you?

We're out of Weetabix.

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[intuitivelyapt]

[WOW SPIKE. RUDE.
He's going to hide his hurt and pain from Spike by looking at all the Easter candy. Who knew there were orange Cadbury eggs .............. ]

Whatever. You and Faith. So, you feel bad. What're you gonna do about it? Make her your charity case?

[rudolphofvamps]

[Spike's going to pick up said orange Cadbury egg and 'huh' at it. He didn't know they existed either, apparently.]

I don't bleeding know. Seems that's what she wants after almost makin' me dustbuster chow.

[intuitivelyapt]

[He's throwing them in the cart. Along with these fucking peeps.]

I wouldn't.

[rudolphofvamps]

Know you wouldn't. Do you one better, know I shouldn't give a second care to this whole mess. So why cant I stop running it back in my head?

[intuitivelyapt]

[He dramatically puts his hand on Spike's chest, over his cold dead heart.]

Because you're not using your head. You have too much going on in here. Let it go.

[rudolphofvamps]

[Spike's scarred eyebrow goes way up, but he has to agree with Sylar there.]

Since when have I ever let anything go, mate? Or better yet, used my head. Dunno if I even still can.

[intuitivelyapt]

I dunno, you're usually pretty eager to play Dr. Phil with me.

[rudolphofvamps]

I always thought of myself more as a Dr. Oz.

[intuitivelyapt]

He's a medical doctor!

[rudolphofvamps]

How would you know? Maybe I am too.

[intuitivelyapt]

No, I know you're not. I'm clairsentient. [he jabs two fingers against Spike's temple.] I know your entire life now.

[rudolphofvamps]

[He bats Sylar's hand away, but then the words sink in and he's laughing. Pretty hard, really, as he doubles over a bit, clutching a shelf for balance.]

What does that even mean? You know my whole life.

[intuitivelyapt]

I know things. [he's taking candy off the shelf and throwing it into the cart like it did something to deeply offend him. like rape his mother. that is just how angry he is ok.]

[rudolphofvamps]

[Spike slowly calms down, knocking some jelly beans off the shelf as he regains his footing. You know he's still evil because he leaves them on the floor.]

Maybe, but not from clairsentience. [He barely refrains from rolling his eyes as they enter THE CEREAL AISLE AT LAST o9999 ]

[intuitivelyapt]

[oh man. you know sylar's gotta have his bowl. gotta have cereal. but not really bc he only cares about waffles.]

See, you're not thinking about Faith now.

[EXCEPT NOW HE IS BECAUSE SYLAR SAID THAT LIKE A TOOL.]

[rudolphofvamps]

...You're right. I'm thinkin' about Weetabix. [and Faith. He pulls down a box of Weetabix and some other cereals without even looking at the labels, dropping them in the cart.] And how good some fresh O neg will taste over it.