Day Twenty-Three - There was Wrong, and then there was Fucked Up

[and_snow_fell]

Who: Chase, open
Where: outside the castle
When: early-ish morning
Rating RRR
Invasion: Please

Status: Open, ongoing
Summary: Chase is ... ah. Moderately annoyed by the turn of events.

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[not_most_people]

To say that Sylar was pissed would have been an understatement also. Dark brows knit together and he'd stormed out of the castle as if he could actually find his angel out here. Not that he really thought that, but it was something other than sitting about being tempted into melting shit in either his or Nenael's room. This was the second time this had happened and he was not having it, not that he'd been having it the first time.

He was so blinded by his own rage that he almost didn't see Chase for a moment. Deep, dark eyes finally settled on the witch and his brows rose. Curiouser and curiouser.

"What the fuck are you doing here?" he demanded, never one for pleasantries.

[and_snow_fell]

So maybe there was a god. Chase smirked as he saw Sylar. "You look happy," he commented, his eyes already black from the Using in his room. He didn't move his hands, not yet, but he did watch Sylar intently.

"Wish I knew what I was doing here," he admitted. "Just woke up here." Without Pepper, though he couldn't exactly frown on that. He'd rather she be safe in DauphinMare than here ... especially now that he knew at least Sylar was still here.

[not_most_people]

He sneered a little, a deep chuckle rising from his throat.

"About as happy as you look," he returned, "So what, we traded? Lost some of our people and picked up some of yours? I thought you wusses liked your happy little home with all your friends."

He stretched out the last word like it was offensive. Not that he could talk, really; he was one of the few Riverfellians with any kind of ties to anyone here.

[and_snow_fell]

Chase shook his head. "Whatever's going on here, wasn't any of our decisions," he said. Well, it wasn't his, anyway, and he figured that was close enough.

He regarded the man, wondering if they were going to get into it, and if they'd be allowed to. He was pretty sure he recalled hearing Riverfell had a rule against infighting ... but did it really count for them? He wasn't from Riverfell, after all.

"Wusses, huh? Seem to recall last time you and I were toe to toe, we brought down a building between us. I don't think that constitutes wussiness."