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hearts are worn in these dark ages

Apr 27, 2008 17:26

WHO: Mohinder Suresh (notdouble0seven) & Maya Herrera (ennegrecida)
WHAT: Mohinder tries to calm Maya down.
WHERE: Gabriel's SYLAR'S house
WHEN: Day 39, afternoon-ish.

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place - housing district, Ω mohinder suresh, Ω maya herrera

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ennegrecida April 27 2008, 21:52:43 UTC

She could feel it. The darkness that was consuming everyone, like monsters. Everyone was turning into a monster, and her angel could not be found. Her angel was lost into the world, and all Maya could do was curl up under the covers like she would under when she was a little girl, and hide. Occasionally, she'd check the diary for news, but she recognized no one and only witnessed more destruction and horror. Finally, a light shone through. Dr. Suresh ( ... )

notdouble0seven April 27 2008, 22:07:50 UTC

Mohinder saw the door opening, only to stop before it had left more than a crack to see through. He steadied himself and tentatively pushed it the rest of the way with his fingers.

"Maya?" He peered inside cautiously, his eyes having trouble adjusting from the bright sunshine outside. Mohinder immediately shrank back as he saw a figure in the shadows wielding... a frying pan? Slowly an outline began to form of a small body, long hair... he exhaled. It was her. Just her.

"Whoa, Maya, Maya! It's ok, it's Mohinder... it's Dr. Suresh," he said, holding his hands up in front of him. One broken nose was quite enough for his lifetime.

ennegrecida April 27 2008, 22:09:56 UTC

Oh, thank God Sweet Mary and Joseph. Maya dropped the frying pan and flew into Mohinder's arms, holding him tight, and burying her face into his chest. The tears were beginning to fall again.

"Dr. Suresh," she sobbed, words muffled by the fabric. "What's - what's happening?"

notdouble0seven April 27 2008, 22:23:40 UTC

He was nearly thrown back into the street by the force of Maya's arms being thrown around him. He stumbled and managed to keep himself steady as felt the dampness of her tears through his shirt.

"Um."

Growing up as a gifted boy scientist may have provided him with an early admission to University and the respect of his academic peers, but it left him sorely lacking in social skills. Awkwardly -- or, at least, it felt awkward -- he gently put his arms around Maya, gingerly rubbing her back.

"It's ok," he said. Completely untrue.

"We'll find out what's going on here." Not likely.

But his heart did feel for her, there was no mistaking that, and his muscles relaxed as he let her cry in his arms.

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