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knows_how October 11 2007, 03:33:52 UTC
Sylar is not in good shape.

His hands are bloodied and he's in the middle of the jungle, alone, with the stitches in his chest ripped. He's dizzy and his powers aren't working.

He thinks maybe he's going to die until he hears Peter's voice. He squeezes his eyes shut and does what he thinks is best.

PETER. It's more of a command than he was expecting it to be, but he needs his attention.

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mm_azy October 11 2007, 03:35:23 UTC
His head snaps over automatically. He knows that voice. He's not sure how, but he knows it.

"Who's there?"

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knows_how October 11 2007, 03:37:07 UTC
Now isn't the time for games.

Because really, speaking out loud is a wasted effort.

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mm_azy October 11 2007, 03:40:32 UTC
"What're you talking about?" He's looking around, eyes scanning the brilliant layers of green.

"How do you know my name?"

His head turns again, as he hears a low thumping noise, and he tilts his head slightly, his forehead wrinkling in unconscious concentration.

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