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[letyousaveme]

Gray is in Metropolis, drinking coffee and pondering ethical philosophy.

There's a hint of a smile on his face every so often.

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[aidoneus_rex]

Hades likes Metropolis. For one thing, there's the faint start of a worship to give the place a nice homey feel, for another, hey, he likes the coffee.

And of all the coffee shops in Metropolis, he has to wander into Gray's.

"You know, I'd say you had balls of solid rock," he says, conversationally and suddenly close enough to Gray's table to not be overheard, "But then I realize I never actually told you to get out of Dodge."

... Hm. Something feels...

Off.

[letyousaveme]

Gray raises his eyebrows.

He has a lot of eyebrow. It takes a while.

"I believe you may have me confused with someone else," he says mildly.

[aidoneus_rex]

"You know, I just might," Hades agrees. "You don't happen to have an evil twin by any chance?"

This guy seems older. Not looks older, just seems older. And the power assortment is... much different. (And smaller.)

Hades hasn't had his coffee yet. Amazing how fast you develop a dependency on the stuff.

[letyousaveme]

"I have several duplicates, though I'm not sure 'evil' applies to any of them, however... abrasive... they tend to be. I presume you must have encountered one of the Sylars; allow me to apologize on his behalf. He won't, but then, you probably know that."

Speech delivered, Gray sips his coffee.

[carefulwishes]

Eden is looking for jobs at, among other places, coffee shops. She happens to walk into this one, her resume in hand, a pleasant smile on her face.

The smile stumbles when she's halfway across the coffee shop and notices Gray. And by stumbles, it's more like it's cut off at the knees.

Now would be a time to make a sneaky exit. Eden knows this. She also knows that she'd like her feet to be able to move. Anytime, feet. Anytime....

[letyousaveme]

Gray notices the sudden cessation of movement and turns to discover the cause.

He's seen her once before in this world.

With a quiet nod, Gray picks up his paper cup and stands to head for the door. He doesn't need to make her day any worse than it already is.

(A habit of caution means the door is mere feet away from his table.)

[carefulwishes]

He almost gets there before Eden says, "Freeze, ah-- you." She's trying unsuccessfully to balance a normal, casual tone of interaction with the alarm that's pelting through her.

She just needs a moment to study him, fit him into her mental Sylar and Gabriel catalogue. (That there are separate spots for Sylar and Gabriel is an acheivement in itself.)

[letyousaveme]

"We've been through this before," Gray says softly. "You gave me a blanket, remember?"