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WHO: Belthazor, Sylar, Tim, and Cissie (with a brief Hayley cameo)
WHERE: Random place in the streets of MasterWorld
WHEN: Thursday, pre Goon Attack on Barge
WHAT: Belthazor and Sylar arrest Cissie, chase off Tim; Tim gets to see Sylar's dark side
WARNINGS: None (other than Ang sucks at writing right now)
Sylar watched, amused, as one of his two goons swung a wild punch at the little girl. With a groan, she glared up at all of them, but at him specifically. He didn't blame her. She might have collapsed from the hit if he were not holding her relatively in place, hands pinned in the air. He was oblivious to any weapon she might have had because she didn't have time to do much more than gaze in horror before she was held there. Her legs thrashed up to kick at the goon that had just punched her and the killer shifted his attention toward Belthazor while maintaining his hold on her.
"They only make it more fun when they struggle," he mused, looking back to the girl to keep his concentration. The majority of his squad was scouting out the Barge for the attack to come and right now he was just biding his time. Though this girl was unfamiliar, he was quite certain she was of the Barge and that was enough for he and Belthazor, who had previously been looking for insurgents and terrorists, to swing by. There was something about a little girl on her own that just begged for a lesson to be learned.
WHERE: Random place in the streets of MasterWorld
WHEN: Thursday, pre Goon Attack on Barge
WHAT: Belthazor and Sylar arrest Cissie, chase off Tim; Tim gets to see Sylar's dark side
WARNINGS: None (other than Ang sucks at writing right now)
Sylar watched, amused, as one of his two goons swung a wild punch at the little girl. With a groan, she glared up at all of them, but at him specifically. He didn't blame her. She might have collapsed from the hit if he were not holding her relatively in place, hands pinned in the air. He was oblivious to any weapon she might have had because she didn't have time to do much more than gaze in horror before she was held there. Her legs thrashed up to kick at the goon that had just punched her and the killer shifted his attention toward Belthazor while maintaining his hold on her.
"They only make it more fun when they struggle," he mused, looking back to the girl to keep his concentration. The majority of his squad was scouting out the Barge for the attack to come and right now he was just biding his time. Though this girl was unfamiliar, he was quite certain she was of the Barge and that was enough for he and Belthazor, who had previously been looking for insurgents and terrorists, to swing by. There was something about a little girl on her own that just begged for a lesson to be learned.