The door opens. This is hardly new. In fact, the man coming through it not new either.
The clothes are, though The sword isn't new, but it's different. The demeanor certainly isn't the same.
"Che," is a breathless swear, eyes narrowed against the bright lights of Milliways when this man was coming in from -- say, a dark and shadowy alley. He was
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The kitsune had been people watching for a better part of the day as they came in and out of Milliways quite content for the moment. Until Hiro entered. With a sing-song voice she replied in the same language that had been spoken, "That is the most interesting choice of words I have listened to yet."
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For now, she will speak nothing of it. Yet.
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"At the moment? Yes."
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Sally looks up from her pile of magazine and various things at the stranger that just entered.
"Are you alright?" Sally offers Hiro a sympathetic frown, stitches creasing.
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"Fine," he replies tersely.
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Important thing to ask, in Sally's opinion.
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When the last question is levied, however, Sally is fixed with a Look.
Not a good question to ask, Sally.
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"Fine," he answers smoothly. "It's been a while."
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He squints back at the newcomer and blinks twice.
"Hiro?"
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Sort of like how a fire that's been doused is 'kinda out'.
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(Maybe someday he'll wind up near somebody with the ability to neutralize hangovers.)
But he's not that far away, and he's visible.
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"Petrelli," he says.
Not hiding behind your super woman, huh?
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"Hiro."
He takes another swallow of whatever he's drinking -- it's dark, and it looks like serious business -- and glances over his shoulder.
"You want something?"
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