Sylar
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Post by Sylar on Feb 18, 2008 9:58:03 GMT
Sylar regarded the man with caution and Elle with suspicion, he toyed with the gun, wondering if shooting either of them would make his day better, or at least give him time to think.
In frustration he slipped the small key under his tongue (hoped he had the presence of mind not to swallow) and, with his hands in front, slipped on the cuffs.
"This better work." He growled, it was bad enough being powerless he didn't like being forced to make himself seem vulnerable - but once again he supposed he would have to play the fool for Mohinder's benefit and, by extension, himself.
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Post by Elmo on Feb 18, 2008 10:08:56 GMT
Remington landed, straightening his tie and giving his neck a crack.
"Told you I'd be back," he stated, stepping forward. He eyed Sylar in the cuffs and looked to Adam and his mother.
"You think you can keep a 'monster' restrained by handcuffs?" Remington sighed.
"Zip it, kiddo. Unless you've got something to say that is actually worth hearing, then shut your mouth," Elle snapped.
Oh, he much rather preferred his mother when she was drunk.
"Fine. I'll leave you here then. You seemed quite content to stick around with these two."
He eyed his father for a moment. He seemed so...different.
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Post by Jenny on Feb 18, 2008 10:17:19 GMT
She combed her fingers through her hair and gave a nod.
"I...I have intense strength, I guess you could say. Or as my son calls it...super strength, he calls me she Hulk from time to time as well," Niki laughed. "Though honestly, my ability isn't anything of importance but if it does make you comfortable to know it then," she shrugged. "There you go."
She reached in to her bag. "I have an extra plane ticket. It was to be used if I apprehended you, and well...If you want to help me, then...same thing I guess."
She thought for a moment. "Your team, is that who they are? Your employees? Im sure they could book tickets on the same flight we book. My tickets aren't a specific time. I just go the airport, check in, the Company does the rest. So, we could leave tonight...that is...if you are willing."
She leaned back in her chair. "Unless you have a quicker, easier suggestion...Jack," he name rolled off her tongue in a rather seductive way. "I can call you Jack, right?"
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Sylar
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Post by Sylar on Feb 18, 2008 10:17:20 GMT
Sylar walked up close, he figured if he was going to play dead he should maybe have a proper attempt. "You have no idea how restrained I'm being right now. I'm being good." Sylar stated when the called him a monster. "You don't want to see me misbehave."
He would give the boy about a minute to fester before he jumped Elle to scare him into action. Hand cuffed or not her throat was tiny enough and easy enough to still grab hold of.
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Post by asimus on Feb 18, 2008 10:19:48 GMT
"Awwwww I'm sorry." He gave her a faux sad look. "But you can never go back." he laughed, slapping his thigh and laughed harder at her expression.
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Post by Elmo on Feb 18, 2008 10:22:46 GMT
Remington eyed his father, hesitating for a moment and dwelling on his words.
"You're all talk," Remington muttered. "Anyone can fire a gun. For the record, he's alive. So you did a piss poor job at attempted murder," he growled.
He stepped forward slowly. Debating just grabbing his mother and taking off with her.
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Sylar
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Post by Sylar on Feb 18, 2008 10:27:20 GMT
"Mohinder's alive." Sylar noted, in Adam's direction, that not only spurred him into action but encouraged him to play the part. He contemplated threatening Elle again, if Adam was correct and she was a good bargaining chip, but it was so much easier to threaten the boy - he was all gusto and air. Probably had Daddy issues to boot. So with a pounce and with remarkable agility for someone in restraints Sylar grabbed the boy and ran him into a wall... "Where did you take him?" He demanded.
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Post by Elmo on Feb 18, 2008 10:40:21 GMT
"Like I'm going to tell you," Remy muttered.
"Oh gee, do I need to fetch a ruler? Can we butt heads later?" Elle sighed.
Remy cast a glance over Sylar's shoulder at his mother. He looked forward, straight into his father's eyes. His mother swore he had his father's eyes. Eyes that could tell you fifty things all at once.
"My sister could kill you in the blink of an eye," he muttered.
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Sylar
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Post by Sylar on Feb 18, 2008 10:53:36 GMT
Sylar laughed, shoving the boy up against the wall once more for good measure. Enough that it would probably make him dizzy, he needed to provoke him. It would probably be best if he turned up on their doorstep with a few bruises, he'd rather not actually BE unconsious but he'd do a damn good job of acting the part.
"I'd like to see her try." He proposed.
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Post by Elmo on Feb 18, 2008 10:59:28 GMT
Remington wasn't a violent person. His words were always his weapon, or he'd avoid the situation entirely. It wasn't his style. Yet this monster, the monster who, in just shy of two years he would be born to, was provoking him.
Remington shoved the cuffed man.
"You're nothing. Nothing but a sick, freak with a bully complex," Remington snapped, delivering a blow to Sylar's jaw.
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Post by Sylar on Feb 18, 2008 11:05:11 GMT
Sylar stumbled backwards, wiping his now bloody lip on the back of his hand. It wasn't nearly enough, any man given the right motivation had it in them...Sylar knew that more than most.
He lurched onto the boy again, kneeing him in the ribs and taking a swipe with his elbow at the boy's cheek.
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Post by Elmo on Feb 18, 2008 11:11:06 GMT
Remy dove at Sylar. Since he was fairly young, sitting in the parlor, watching his father pace before the darling painting of his sister, all decked out in her ballet gear....he wanted to beat him senseless. There was a rage that grew deep in the pit of Remy's stomach, a rage never quelled.
Now, he took out his frustrations, his anger, by driving punches into the side of his head, over and over and over again.
"You'll never change," he growled.
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Post by Sylar on Feb 18, 2008 11:43:46 GMT
Sylar let him. He could have fought back, he would have fought back, but Monroe was right, he needed to look the part.
Unfortunately, one of the blows to his head made him choke, he swallowed the little key...no worries, once he had his abilities again he would soon be able to release himself.
When he was feeling groggy enough he pushed the boy off him, Adam grabbed hold of him and Sylar stumbled theatrically backwards, falling into the arms of Elle Bishop and 'playing dead' as he had been instructed.
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Post by Elmo on Feb 18, 2008 11:55:20 GMT
Remy wiped some blood from his mouth and gave a sigh. Elle seemed slightly overwhelmed by the man in her arms, and almost maternally she brushed some hair from his brow and held his forehead, his body overwhelming her small form as she sank to the ground.
"Let's go," Remy stated, wiping his mouth again before stepping towards Adam & his parents.
He looked to Elle. "Hold on to him," he ordered, grabbing one of Sylar's wrists before reaching up and resting a hand on Adam's shoulder.
With that, they left for the hotel room, practically landing on Evelyn who was STILL clinging to Peter and still trying to get help from the doctor.
"Sis, maybe you should just give up," Remington sighed.
"You shut u-" she gasped.
"Remington! That's...that's...THAT'S...."
He put a hand over her mouth. "Save being starstruck til later, dear sister."
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Post by wildcard on Feb 18, 2008 12:20:57 GMT
Claude wolfed down the ommlet type thing that Tosh had made. Not his usual fare but it tasted good and he complimented her for it. He plucked up the banana and slowly unpeeled it. He found that Toshiko was looking at him as he inserted the tip of the banana into his mouth. Their eyes met and he blushed trying to swallow the lump of banana in his mouth. Thankfully Tosh had turned away and he quickly scoffed down the rest and chucked the skin into the waste bin under the desk.
Claude had enjoyed the way her fingers had caressed his skin ever so slightly during her exam and he knew if he sat around here with her in such close proximity his mind would wander and forget the excuses he had thought up of why kissing her would be a very bad idea.
Claude mooched around picking up things on desks and dropped them back down again. He knocked over a mug of pens and they spilt scattering all over the floor and Ianto was on hand instantly to clear them up.
Bored out of his skull Claude moved over towards the office where jack was interviewing Niki. He pounded on the door frame wiht the palm of his hand and shouted "Shop!" If there had been a bell he'd have pounded on it with exasperation.
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