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IV [VISUAL/LOCATION: GRAY & SONS] - THE IDENTITY OF ONE CHANGES WITH HOW ONE PERCEIVES REALITY

Sep 22, 2009 22:35

Gabriel wasn't sure exactly why he had been avoiding his shop. All he knew was that he woke up in the middle of the night with the realization that he hadn't been back there in weeks, and most of the clocks would have run down several times over by now. That simply wasn't acceptable. He really should have been taking better care of his ( Read more... )

{ peter petrelli, { dr. horrible, { elle bishop, { gabriel 'sylar' gray, { nyota uhura

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[location: gray & sons] ellectricshock September 23 2009, 04:20:52 UTC

Elle's feeling more than a little bored, and after a couple hours of sitting around in her room at the Sanctuary For All, she's in need of something to entertain herself. Which is why a quick glance at her tablet tells her all she needs to know on his location, and soon enough she's heading in that direction.

The bell above the door rings, just as she remembers it, and she as she walks inside, there's a brief flash of memory, the reflex of using her power to fry a rope hanging from the ceiling -

She shakes her head, pushing it out of her mind, and that's when her gaze settles on him, busily settling down to work.

"Is this a bad time? I can come back later."

[location: gray & sons] godlikesin September 23 2009, 04:32:59 UTC

The voice was familiar and reassuring so that when Gabriel looked up from the clock that he'd finally plucked off the wall after staring at them all for a few minutes, he already knew who would be standing there. Nervous fluttered in the pit of his stomach as he offered Elle a soft smile. Bad time? No, never ( ... )

[location: gray & sons] ellectricshock September 23 2009, 04:38:21 UTC

It was strange, she noted. Even now as she looked at him, everything from his appearance down to his every mannerism screamed Gabriel Gray. But hadn't he just admitted himself as Sylar the other day? Warning bells were going off left and right, and she wondered if this was some kind of coping mechanism for him or if he'd chosen to repress everything altogether. At the same time, he remembered her, so clearly, certain things were still in proper working order.

Nevertheless, she too had her reasons to feel anxious.

"No, I don't mind," she promised, taking a seat in the chair he'd pulled out for her and leaning forward to look down at the clock he was beginning to work on.

"If I'd known you were planning on working so hard, I would've brought lunch."

It was almost too easy for her to fall back into the rhythm from so many years ago. Too easy, and it scared her a little.

[location: gray & sons] godlikesin September 23 2009, 04:56:42 UTC

"Food. Yeah. I should... Probably get something to eat eventually," Gabriel said with a quiet, nervous laugh. He really should have known that without her telling him, but then again, she always was so good to him. He didn't know what he'd do without her there to keep him sane. "As soon as I finish this up," He said, picking the tools back up as he started to readjust the gears and tighten the springs.

After a few gears were realigned, Gabriel glanced up at Elle over his glasses, offering her a slightly hesitant smile, "How are you settling in?" He asked, a quiet concern in his tone. He only...remembered half their conversation when she arrived. He didn't know why there were parts of it missing from memory, but he could remember at least that she was mad at him. For what or why, he couldn't recall, but the anger was very clear. He could only wish that that had faded by now.

"Are things...better?" Gabriel asked. God, he wished he could remember what had been wrong, what he'd done wrong.

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[ location: gray & sons ] makeshisownway September 23 2009, 04:28:30 UTC

Originally Peter had sat atop of the South Tower of the Sanctuary For All, watching the night skyline. He hadn't been sleeping well, really since the entire running for his life began. Even if it was safe in Taxon he couldn't sleep long. So the last few nights he had developed the habit of going up to the tower and just watching the night sky. He had also fallen into a sort of habit of avoiding people best he could. It just... it was easier that way. He needed people, everyone always said it, but he really was just tired of everything that had happened ( ... )

[ location: gray & sons ] godlikesin September 23 2009, 04:45:25 UTC

Gabriel had been working for several hours straight but had taken a break in order to fix himself a cup of tea and actually eat something for a change when the bell over the door rang. Lifting his eyes from the cup in his hand, Gabriel smiled at the sight of the person that had just entered the shop. Peter certainly wasn't someone that Gabriel had expected to stop by, but he wasn't going to protest. The man was... Well, it was really hard to explain for Gabriel because he didn't really have anything to compare it to, but Gabriel could easily admit that he was grateful for Peter. In a lot of ways ( ... )

[ location: gray & sons ] makeshisownway September 23 2009, 04:52:57 UTC

Peter was about to answer him, busying himself looking at a clock, but Gabriel just chattered right on that he decided to wait for him to finish. Though something did seem a little off. Did he always talk that politely? He looked over his shoulder and half turned in the direction of Gabriel's voice.

"Well--"

He stopped mid-sentence and stared. Not in a repulsed or negative manner, unless shock was suddenly negative. The clothes looked like Sylar but... those glasses defiantly weren't him. Well, that wasn't true. He had them just never wore them. Except that one time in the future when he was actually Gabriel, not Sylar. Though he realized he had been quiet for a good few moments and almost expected his mother to show up and slap him with her glove.

"--Gabriel?"

Yeah, that sounded smart, Peter. It was obviously Gabriel Gray.

[ location: gray & sons ] godlikesin September 23 2009, 05:12:20 UTC

"Yes?" Gabriel asked, tilting his head curiously at Peter's reaction. He wasn't really sure exactly what was wrong, but Peter's expression certainly showing that there was something off. Sipping his tea, Gabriel blinked and glanced down at himself until it hit him. He clothes. That had to be it. This certainly wasn't the way that he usually dressed, far too casual for his liking, but it had been the only type of thing that he had been able to find in the room. Looking back up at Peter, Gabriel offered him a sheepish smile. "I know. They're not really me, are they?" Gabriel asked, settling the tea down on his desk as he tugged slightly at the sleeves of the black collared shirt. At least it wasn't a t-shirt. He wouldn't have known what to do with one of those ( ... )

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[visual] needtoruleit September 23 2009, 05:21:40 UTC

This isn't something that Billy expected to wake up to.

He's been spending time relaxing and hanging out with Cassie, River and Dexter, but he's been worrying about things that he feels like he should be doing. Like asking Sylar for more lessons. He's not sure if the offer extended past the glitch, but there's no harm in asking, and so he'd resolved to eventually get around to asking. In fact, the night before, as he'd put his projects away safely, he'd promised himself he was going to contact Sylar.

Of course, the sight on his tablet? It looks like Sylar. But then again, Codex looks like Penny, and Mal looks like Captain Hammer. Billy's not entirely sure who is who anymore.

With a hesitant look, Billy runs a hand through his hair, attempting to make himself look presentable, and then picks up his tablet.

"Sylar?"

[visual] godlikesin September 23 2009, 05:34:28 UTC

Sylar? Well, that was odd. Why in the world would someone address by the name of his favorite watch? Blinking up at the image on his tablet, Gabriel grinned at the image of the individual that he was addressing. Ah, well. Clearly he'd must have just heard. There was no way that Billy would mistake his name. Would there be? Wait. Had he even given the other man his name? Looking back over his memory, Gabriel realized belatedly that he hadn't. Well, that was just rude of him, wasn't it? His mother would be so disappointed that he'd forgotten his manners.

"Gabriel," Gabriel said after a moment, laughing nervously as he raised a hand to rub the back of his neck sheepishly. "I really should have told you that last time, Billy. Must have completely slipped my mind. I don't know what could have possibly possessed me to make me forget my own name."

"How are you doing, kid?" Gabriel asked, grinning at the other man. "Now that you're not shackled to someone."

needtoruleit September 23 2009, 05:52:12 UTC

Blink blink. Uh, what?

Billy isn't exactly sure how to respond to this. Whoever this is, it's not Sylar, even though it looks like him and sounds like his voice. But then again, he seems to know Billy. Maybe it is him, but he's being watched? Or it is him, and he's hit his head against something? Maybe Billy shouldn't push it. So, awkwardly, Billy scratches the back of his neck and huddles up into his hoodie, comfortable in his huge, squishy armchair he'd substituted his bed for.

"Uhm, yeah. Sorry... Gabriel." That sounds so weird to say. "We were kind of busy with other stuff at the time."

The grin on Gabriel's face is rather infectious, though, and Billy finds himself smiling a bit back.

"I'm alright. I've been working on my wea-- projects."

godlikesin September 23 2009, 06:07:07 UTC

"How are they going?" Gabriel asked as he sealed up another clock, putting it back on the wall and taking down the next to work on. "Getting all of the kinks worked out?" He asked, his tone teasing but less taunting than Sylar's, a much more a good natured tone that showed he meant little to nothing harmful or insulting by it.

Splitting his attention between the tablet and the clock that was in front of him, Gabriel pushed his work glasses farther up on his nose, the magnifying lenses catching at odd angles and making his face look a bit skewed as he bent down over the piece in front of him. "Sorry that I haven't said anything since. Didn't want you to think that I'd ditched you or anything, but I've had my hands full getting a few old friends settled in and adjusted to this situation," Gabriel said, sparing a glance over at the tablet before looking at the mess in front of him. "Not to mention trying to catch up on my own work."

Even if it was hardly as interesting as what Billy was working on.

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[visual] ltnuhura September 27 2009, 04:28:07 UTC

Uhura had been on the bridge of the Enterprise when Sylar's transmission came over her tablet, but she'd been a bit too absorbed in what she was working on to notice it at first. And then she happened to look over her shoulder and catch sight of it and immediately did a double-take. Frowning, she picked the tablet up and took a good, long look at it, making sure her eyes weren't betraying her.

Well, it definitely wasn't Spock, but it didn't look much like Sylar, either. Not the one she knew, anyway.

"This is a new look for you, isn't it?"

[visual] godlikesin September 30 2009, 13:15:17 UTC

"Hm?" Gabriel asked as he lifted his eyes at the sound of the voice, blinking owlishly, the magnifying lenses in front of his glasses making the action even more pronounced as he tried to figure out exactly what she meant. New look? Well. He supposed it could count like that...maybe. Glancing down at himself for a moment, he looked back up at her before deciding that he might as well do what he could to clarify exactly what she meant by that statement.

"What makes you think that?"

Though, answering a question with a question wasn't exactly the best manners.

[visual] ltnuhura September 30 2009, 20:40:54 UTC

Was he just screwing with her again? She couldn't be sure. But she was usually able to pick up whether or not someone was being dishonest by their tone of voice, facial tics, all kinda of little things that gave someone away. And right now, she couldn't see any signs of dishonesty coming from him.

Then again, she knew he was a very good actor.

"I've never seen you wear glasses, for one thing," she finally said, still sounding a tad suspicious. "Are they new?"