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[Closed RP: Sylar and Peter] Five Days Later

Jul 28, 2007 21:53

((OOC: Any and all details about Sylar have been cleared with the mun first!))

( In your own blaze of hate you've spawn a fear in many lives/ You've taken action thinking it was all said on the signs./ Now I have time to dwell on, self-awareness, dreadful crime./ I saw colors too bright, not knowing that I was blind./ To think you are right/ To make sure it won't fly/ Is a making of a hate crime. )

sylar gray, nathan petrelli, peter petrelli, rp

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mmm_brainz July 28 2007, 13:06:40 UTC

Sylar didn't sleep.

Or... at least, that would be a cool claim to make. That evil never slept or something like that. Even though Sylar wasn't trying to use 'evil' in a description of himself, other people did, and he'd been identifying with it lately because of them. Or something. Maybe he was just going insane from being trapped in the same room as Peter Petrelli for... God, he couldn't even tell how long now. His only indication was the rhythmic tick tick tick of Peter's watch, marking every second on the nose ( ... )

mmm_brainz July 29 2007, 15:40:09 UTC

Peter's hands flared to that florescent shade of orange and Sylar quirked an eyebrow, an expression of... almost glee crossing his features. Because there it was. Everybody was oh-so convinced that Sylar was the villain, and Sylar was going to be the end of them all, eventually, and oh, Peter was such a sweetheart, when here was their little hero, seconds away from going nuclear onto the entire school. Hundreds of people. Dead. Poof.

So much for Peter's little idealistic dream of this school, huh?

"What are you going to do now, Pete?" he shot back, something of excitement flashing in his eyes. It didn't last long - his face was already contorting into a scowl, irritated. "Who's going to fly you out of trouble now, huh? Who's going to correct YOUR mistakes?" He'd been so caught up in the moment that Peter's fist sunk right into his stomach, effectively knocking the wind out of him and burning a hole straight through his shirt - and, consequentially, probably a few layers of skin, judging by the flare of pain blossoming in his ( ... )

likeabadpenny July 30 2007, 12:37:34 UTC

Peter's victory over finally managing to get a hit on Sylar was short-found, and a little painful, considering the the rather sharp smack of the IV pole into his forehead. He'd been too distracted, too slow to see it coming - but even though it sent him tumbling, he was up a second later.

This room was too goddamn small. But even though his head was pounding - was that blood he could feel? Bastard - Peter wasn't going to give up so easy. At least the knock to the head had sent the radioactive power short-circuiting, the glow dimming and easing his panic.

"Guess you fixed it," he grinned recklessly, flexing his fingers. But his temporary relief was cut short by the question of how to take Sylar down. He knew he didn't have a chance in the world of trying to stop time right now, his brain was too scrambled, thoughts not connecting properly. This probably wasn't going to end well.

mmm_brainz July 30 2007, 16:29:18 UTC

Yes, there it was... The radiation sucking back into his fingers, almost as if someone had just flicked off a light switch. As if Sylar had flicked off a light switch. "Looks like I did fix it," he murmured in response, the IV pole still raised behind Peter, unwavering, as Sylar cocked his head at the other man. "Lucky us, that I kept you from blowing up the entire school." His voice was pure poison as he narrowed his eyes onto Peter, everything just spitting hate.

"And they say I'm the villain," Sylar seethed, advancing onto Peter a few steps and looming over him with a kind of ominous homage to death, his fingers flexing at his sides. "But who's the hero now, Pete? The one who just almost took out a couple hundred people in one go?" He crouched in front of Peter, dancing smile tugging up the corners of his mouth. Anybody else, it might have seemed friendly, but on Sylar... it was just like a promise of impending doom ( ... )

likeabadpenny July 30 2007, 16:48:32 UTC

If it was one question in the world that Peter really wanted answered, it was why Sylar insisted on some kind of strange, semi-meaningful words of wisdom right before something happened. Unfortunately, it just seemed to make him that much creepier, that more more unhinged, and Peter couldn't stop himself from backing up a little ( ... )

mmm_brainz July 30 2007, 17:18:43 UTC

Sylar watched Peter's body slump, IV pole protruding a good two, three feet from his forehead, hands still twitching a bit at his sides, in anticipation. There was that weird kind of rush that came with something like this, randomly. He eyed the few tendrils of blood oozing up from the gouge in his forehead, beading up around the metal pole and sliding down his pale skin... There was almost a chill that ran down his spine, pleased.

Not that it could last. Hogwarts had the no-kill spell still in hold around it, Peter had... Claire's damn power. Sylar wouldn't be surprised if he was awake again by the end of the week. He lingered for a few long seconds nonetheless, studying the picture in front of him with a strange sort of look in his eyes, and as he started for the door... he just couldn't help having a sick, pleased sort of satisfaction in having watched the light finally slip away from Peter's eyes.

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