http://leto-reficio.livejournal.com/ ([identity profile] leto-reficio.livejournal.com) wrote in [community profile] shatterverse2008-04-10 06:36 pm

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Sylar inna field.

Sent to sleep with superpowers.

Not yet eaten by Triffids.















Botherable.

[identity profile] hardlydangerous.livejournal.com 2008-04-12 04:23 pm (UTC)(link)
"There's a farm in Kansas. We're not welcome there, but if you try I think you could pass for one of our younger alternates. They have two."

And that's about when they land.

[identity profile] avengingshanti.livejournal.com 2008-04-12 06:19 pm (UTC)(link)
In the blasted field in which they find themselves, all attention is drawn to the titanic monument shoved into the ground. It looks almost like a gravestone, but a hundred times too large-- and the name on it seems for all the world to have been clawed onto its surface.

Oh, and there are two people resting at the foot of it.

Chandra, for one, is finding this place by degrees overawing and rather frightening.

...and with the arrival of the Sylars, the dial just swung right round to the second notch. He makes a strangled noise and grabs Darla's shoulder.

[identity profile] hardlydangerous.livejournal.com 2008-04-12 06:21 pm (UTC)(link)
...what.

The.

Fucking.

Hell.

O_O

Sylar opens his mouth to admit the words 'didn't I kill you?', and is instead silent for a moment of sheer and total shock.

[identity profile] dear-carbon.livejournal.com 2008-04-12 06:23 pm (UTC)(link)
Sylar, your gaping is returned.

But Darla is quicker on the draw today.

The Sylars' feet barely have time to touch the ground before Darla is up and crushing air in nervous fists, sending them both into a deep sleep with a careful, practiced application of biokinesis.

Whereupon she takes hold of Chandra's arm and runs like blazes.

[identity profile] hardlydangerous.livejournal.com 2008-04-12 06:33 pm (UTC)(link)










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See, the good thing about being a regenerative is that when things like this happen, you recover quickly.

And the good thing about being Sylar is that you have the sense to get the hell out before they happen again.

There's nobody around to see him leave, except the peacefully slumbering Sylar-There, and... a cursory attempt reveals that no, waking him is not possible. On the one hand, he could probably carry the younger Sylar back to Metropolis. On the other hand, he's still sufficiently thrown by Darla's biokinetic assault that chances are good he'll drop the poor man along the way.

Well, Sylar-There is a Sylar, isn't he? He can probably take care of himself.

Time to go, then.

(Whoosh.)