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[carefulwishes]

Eden is looking pretty. Her sunburn is gone, she has makeup on, and is wearing a form-fitting copper dress with a silver belt. Her feet are bare - she'd rather go bare-foot than wear her sneakers or flip-flops. Eden has committed many crimes, but fashion crimes aren't one of them.

She's looking for an owner of a certain car who's not Gabriel,

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[clockwork_son]

This Gabriel owns no car! He is also not interested in pretty girls at the moment.

...or ever, really.

He's on the way back to the house from the kraken's pool with a distractedly fond smile on his face. Spots will do that.

[carefulwishes]

Eden was looking into the pool with a hint of a frown on her face.

The frown deepens when she looks up and sees Gabe.

The frown vanishes once the difference between this Gabe and his teenage counterpart become apparent. She wets her lips and takes a step back.

"Don't come any closer."

No, Eden really doesn't care what any Gabriel thinks of her.

[clockwork_son]

His foot is raised to take the next step toward the house.

It won't move forward.

Several thoughts collide at once, the end result of which is Gabriel going very, very white and backpedalling with remarkable speed.

"I'mnotthatonepleasedon'thurtme," he exclaims all in a rush. He should've asked the other him for better descriptions of these people. What if she doesn't believe him? What if she orders him to-- he doesn't know, can't even think of what might happen. Too afraid and too busy backing away with his hands raised in surrender.

[carefulwishes]

"Hands up," she orders.

Eden looks at him, her frown slowly returning. If it's a disguise, it's a good one. He even looks...younger, doesn't he? She needs a picture of Sylar - with Gabe and now this one, the real Sylar's features are blurring in her head.

She offers no consolation that she won't hurt him.

[not_a_dragon]

Shay is in the house, today, lounging and carving.

Specifically, he's trying to carve a wooden duck without using his powers.

It just looks like a blob.

[carefulwishes]

"Hi, Shay," Eden says, with a friendly smile and wave - a smile rather more dazzling than her normal arsenal of smiles.

[not_a_dragon]

"Hey, Eden." Grin. "Something you need?"

[carefulwishes]

The smile doesn't falter.

"Your car. I'll pay for gas and everything! I just need to get to Metropolis and drop some stuff off at my new place."

[transbender]

As she passes over a black patch of ground, it ripples under her, and a voice pipes up from below "Ow, hey, watch where you put your feet!"

Some one was trying to take a nap.

[carefulwishes]

Eden tends to think of swearing as the refuge of a limited mind.

Thus, she feels a bit embarrassed at the "Shit!" she yelps as she hurries backwards.

"What the hell?!" she demands, tone warring between anger and surprise.

[transbender]

The black lumps int he middle, slowly drawing itself up. For just a moment, there is a feminine shape to it, a Venus of Wilendorf style of thing, but those bumps quickly smooth out to reveal a masculine, if thin, man in black clothes. He shoots his cuffs to get his coat back into place then turn his gaze to the woman, frowning. "Not so much for the whole walking on, right?"

[carefulwishes]

"Ever think of not becoming the ground, genius?" Eden snaps, deciding on anger.