So, am I going to be lynched if I wish anyone a happy Valentine's Day, or is this a knock on wood deal?

[Private to the kitchen staff]

If it's not a problem, I'd like to use the kitchen between lunch and dinner; whenever there's free time. Promise to clean up.

[Private to Sylar]

Meet me in the kitchen at two.

[Private to Dick]Did you gut ( Read more... )

So Eddie's game made me realize that it's been a really long time since I've had areal computer system to mess with. I mean, my laptop might throw a fight if I take it apart one more time, and I didn't bring much else with me. [Translation? He misses the epic Bat computer and tinkering with the Batmobile and the crazy bat suits and vehicles of all ( Read more... )

[Private to Tepoztecatl!Eddie]

I might have been wrong about needing your protection. How far does that stretch?

[Private to Sylar]

Where are you? [Oh Christ please don't be possessed...Or in the mass of people in zero.]

[Private to the Seventh Doctor

Are you still in the TARDIS? What's going on?

[Private to Vince]

Talk to me.

[Private to ( Read more... )

Guess this goes with the month's theme.

[Warden Filter]

I'm going to assume my time in zero will be Starting after port, unless something's decided otherwise.

[Private to Sylar]

All right. Anything you want to pick up? We should probably find a place to stay, first. ...And get some better winter wear than these sweaters.

[Private to Shego]How ( Read more... )

[Tim looks very serious, leaning to the grim side. But he's awake! Awake and frowning. Business as usual, then.]

I...missed a lot, I see. Is...[He trails off, then shakes his head and seems to shut off the feed. Nope, he'd rather have these talks in private.]

[Private to Shego]

I heard about what happened in the engine room. I'm sorry, I-- [Derp ( Read more... )

Looks like we got through a weekend without a flood. Maybe it's biweekly.

[Private to Iroh]

Hey, do you think you could hook me up with some peanut butter and jelly? And, uh. Bread?

[Private to Sylar]

I've got a favor to ask.

So how many weeks to we get between floods and ports? Think we're due for a dry spell, yet?

( All of those are notes slipped under doors for: Slade, Cissie, Steph, Shego, Isaac, and Nygma )

[Tim sounds calm, on the surface, but there's such an edge in his voice that it might be concerning to the people who know him. He's angry.] Admiral, bring Sylar back.

And to whoever's responsible for this? Hope I'm not the first one to find you.

(((Just after this!)))

[See, the problem with being saved by Sylar is that Tim wasn't the one doing the saving. And that's okay, really, his control issues don't stretch nearly that far; but they do when it means he couldn't save other people. There were a lot of wardens stuck in that basement, after all, and some of them were his friends. And one was among his oldest ( Read more... )

Hey, Martha? Let's watch something funny tonight. I could use something verging on mindless.

[Private to the Admiral]

I'd like Sylar's ice powers returned to him, please. Is that possible?

[Private to Jason Bourne]

I need to talk to you, about our inmates.

[Private to Sylar, added later]

We need to talk.