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[konstgrepp]

Characters: Loki and Sylar
Location: near the roadhouse
Planet: Coruscant
When: 25 December
What: Loki seduces Sylar into the Evil League of Evil. or the Legion of Doom. Name pending.
Rating: PG probably idk.

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[intuitivelyapt]

[Sylar was lurking outside the roadhouse, watching the Life Day dinner from the window. Even after Dean and Jo trapped him in that same roadhouse and tried to kill him, they were still the only people he felt like he could trust. They had to be able to help him, do something. ... Besides kill him.

Ever since he took Castiel's "abilities", something was seriously wrong. There was so much power, but he couldn't access any of it. Instead, it was making everything else go haywire. This must've been what it felt like to be Peter. Only nothing like that at all. He felt burning and freezing at the same time, like he didn't belong in his own skin. A dull buzzing noise droned on in his ears, and it wouldn't stop.

Loki caught him completely off guard. Wasn't he invisible? He was supposed to be invisible. Shit. He looks over with a crazy drug addict stare.]

How do you know that name? [Only a few people actually called him Sylar -- anyone his buddies from home screeched to, and Lindsey. Judging by the lack of attempt on his life, he was

[konstgrepp]

A mutual friend. [ He held up a hand in a sort of wave, eyebrows raising. Magic was pretty effective at beating invisibility every time, but that didn't make it ... less awkward to try and talk to an invisible guy. ] A story I'd be inclined to bore you with, should you choose to hear it. Perhaps, though, you'll find that visibility would benefit the conversation.

[intuitivelyapt]

[He drops the invisibility, but keeps the crazy drug addict stare.] Nobody who knows that name is a friend. [Except -- Lindsey? Nah.] What do you want? Are you gonna kill me too? Try to, anyway. You can't. I'm practically invincible. [He reaches out to grab at Loki's arm, radiation on. It's not like he could help it. Mostly.]

[konstgrepp]

I've not interest in killing you. Although, you should know, in a state like this, it'd hardly be difficult for anyone to. [ He raises his eyebrows. ] No, you see, I'm interested in helping you keep from killing yourself.