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[ex_regenera246]

Who: Claire & Sylar
When: this evening
Where: clock tower, top of it
Rating: PG-13?
Warnings: With these two, large amounts of emo and arguing?
Summary: Claire tells Sylar to meet her somewhere, and he does.

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[ex_regenera246]

Her eyes grew wide and fear showed on her face, her expression and body language now matching what he could hear coming from her internally. "N-No." She stuttered softly, with a light shake of her head. She had been leaning into his touch, her eyes shut contentedly as he had stroked at her face. She wanted that touch back, realized that she didn't want to do without it. "I couldn't hate you, not for something I'd give to you. I don't want to be afraid, or to hate you. I just want to understand what I'm becoming. I want to be able to make sense out of all of this." She paused, tears now sliding down her face

[ttlymostspecial]

"Are you so afraid of changing?" He asked in a whisper as Claire began to cry. He pulled her in close and held her, like he always did when she was upset. It got easier, as time when on, less of a forced gesture of affection and more of something sincere

[ex_regenera246]

Her fingers curled into the fabric of his jacket, and she held him in close to her, not letting him step back and away. "It will change things. I'm not sure how. Everything will shift, and it won't be able to go back. I'm not sure if that's good or not." She rambled, her voice quiet and thoughtful. She didn't like things being unknown, too many things could go wrong and she never had the power in her hands to stop everything from spiraling out of control. But Sylar did have that power, to an extent. And she both feared and respected him for it

[ttlymostspecial]

Well, Sylar was... maybe not happy, but willing at least to tell her the facts of life. "Life isn't fair, Claire. People don't get the things they deserve. They suffer. They die. That is life. Sound and fury. But, of course, it's a little different for you. But not enough. Not enough to make it fair."

He sighed and shook his head at her inquiry. "Claire. Claire. I could say I love you. I love you. But what would it mean? Words are nothing. Words deceive. Actions are everything. I will admit, maybe my actions are not always the right ones, but I do try." This did not change the fact that if she tried to deny him what he wanted, he would be very upset.

[ex_regenera246]

"Then just take it already." She flatly responded, pressing her face into his chest. "I'm sick of coming close to panic, wondering when its going to happen." She knew it was going to happen, he wasn't going to magically decide he didn't want her ability. And she also knew he wouldn't be able to get it from Adam. Sylar had to get the regeneration from her, and she wasn't going to be able to overpower him or get him to change his mind. She wanted it over and done with, so she didn't have to let waiting for it to happen affect her mood and behavior.

She nuzzled her face into his jacket, mostly to wipe away her tears. But it also came across as an affectionate gesture, especially combined with the way her fingers were lightly running over the back of his hand.

"When you do decide to do it, don't let it hurt." She spoke as she pulled her face away, her tone distant and absentminded, as if something wasn't all right in her head. She was going through a lot of conflicting emotions at once, and it was beginning to wear her down.