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makes_you_tickSo there's a guy running through the square, at full tilt. He's tall, with dark hair that falls in front of his face in dirty strands. His face is very recognizable to some. He's wearing a grey sweatsuit that just happens to have four bullet holes in it, complete with bloodstains, but he isn't injured at all. He's just scared out of his mind.
After about twenty yards, he finally looks back and realizes he's not in the woods like he thought he was. "Oh, god. What-"
He stops running and starts looking rapidly in a number of directions. "No, I- oh." He starts trying to catch the eye of passers-by, but his hysterical nature isn't helping anything. "Please.... can you help me? They were chasing me, and I don't- I can't-" He shuts his eyes tight and shakes his head. "I need help! Please- please, someone help me!"
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After about twenty yards, he finally looks back and realizes he's not in the woods like he thought he was. "Oh, god. What-"
He stops running and starts looking rapidly in a number of directions. "No, I- oh." He starts trying to catch the eye of passers-by, but his hysterical nature isn't helping anything. "Please.... can you help me? They were chasing me, and I don't- I can't-" He shuts his eyes tight and shakes his head. "I need help! Please- please, someone help me!"
[ooc: Notifs don't appear to be working on this post. Apologies, everyone! I'll definitely keep checking it for replies, though. <3 ]
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Date: 2009-12-07 04:58 am (UTC)"Hey, slow down there, what's wrong?"
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Date: 2009-12-07 05:11 am (UTC)He's very, very twitchy, and looks like he's about ready to bolt again.
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Date: 2009-12-07 05:15 am (UTC)"You're in a place called the City," she said. "It's a separate dimension. My name's Kara. What's yours?"
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Date: 2009-12-07 05:24 am (UTC)He nods vaguely at the information she gives him, but the question makes him bite his lip in thought. "I...I don't really know. They said my name was Gabriel, but that- it couldn't be right." He shakes his head rather violently. "I'm not like that."
He sighs, and then looks up at Kara, almost shyly. "Hi, Kara. So I'm- how did I get in a separate dimension? That seems sort of-" He's about to say crazy, but...well, look at him.
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Date: 2009-12-07 05:33 am (UTC)"The deities brought you here," she explained. "And I know it can seem kind of wild, but it's true, trust me. And if you're not Gabriel, who are you?"
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From:that boy is bad, and honestly he's a wolf in disguise
Date: 2009-12-07 05:38 am (UTC)She'd be able to tell him apart from a crowd no matter what the situation, sometimes thinks she'd be able to spot him even if her back was to him, and a slow chill makes a crawl down her spine as Claire occupies the same space as a living, breathing Sylar since the last time that she returned home. Claire only catches bits and pieces of his dialogue, but it's enough to stop her from moving immediately in the opposite direction - or going for the nearest sharp object to shove in the back of his head.
The expression on his face is enough to stop her just a few paces away from him, close enough to say, "What the hell?"
that boy is bad, and honestly he's a wolf in disguise
Date: 2009-12-07 04:33 pm (UTC)Still, he looks slightly less twitchy now as he swallows, looks down at the ground, and then back up. "I'm sorry, I don't really know what's happening. I was...running, in the woods, and there were men...and then I was here." He frowns at Claire's appearance, concern in his expression. "Are you okay? You...you're bleeding." He hasn't put the odd, dark rain together with how Claire looks yet.
that boy is bad, and honestly he's a wolf in disguise
Date: 2009-12-07 06:48 pm (UTC)It takes her too long to answer, more than a beat and a half passing in between his last few words and her capacity for answering. Her mouth hangs over as the expression she's got finally settles in her mind: shock.
"I..." Her voice works but there's no thought behind it, and in her pocket, Claire fingers her cell phone. But she slams down on that idea immediately. Sylar is dead, and it's time to stop being afraid of him, especially like this. "Fine. I'm fine. You've been shot."
that boy is bad, and honestly he's a wolf in disguise
Date: 2009-12-07 07:18 pm (UTC)"Yes. I was. The men, they shot at me. But these bullets...they just came out. I don't know why, but there's not even a wound. Nothing." He looks back up at Claire, completely confused. "It doesn't make any sense. But I still ran. I couldn't let him-" He remembered that police officer- Lubbock- wanted to put him in a hole. He couldn't let that happen, not ever.
He sniffles, looking around as if the police were going to find him any second. He brushes his hair back so not all of it is falling in front of his face.
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Date: 2009-12-07 07:37 pm (UTC)Her thought process stops, and the disdain that moved through her blood stream so fast only a moment ago comes to a screeching halt as it finally dawns on her that this is Sylar, and he's obviously not dead, not if he's healing, not if he's like this. She has no idea what that means, and her mind jump starts from zero to five thousand faster than she can follow, fast enough that she feels disoriented at the possibilities of what this all might mean - that someone lied, that Sylar somehow escaped that fire, that again she's in the dark about something, that Sylar is alive.
Head swimming, Claire is utterly at a loss, and her mouth moves of its own accord, spitting out the first thing that her brain can formulate under the weight of everything: "You don't know me at all?" A part of her wants him to say no, no he doesn't, he's never seen her before and he has no idea who she is or what any of this is, just like the rest of this life he's suddenly clawed into. But still a part of her wants him to say that he knows her, knows exactly who she is, because a part of Claire always needs to hate him for what he's done, needs to hold onto it to keep her sane and fighting, and if that's gone like the rest of him seems to be, then all that's left is vertigo.
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Date: 2009-12-07 07:34 am (UTC)What sort of help do you need? Not that I'll be able to do too much, being as I'm trapped here at the moment.
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Date: 2009-12-07 04:12 pm (UTC)You're trapped? I- I'm sorry. But I...there were men chasing me, and now I'm somewhere...completely new. Nothing's made any sense since...
[He shakes his head, vaguely remembering walking in the forest, and something else that he shies away from.]
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Date: 2009-12-07 05:07 pm (UTC)Completely new... Do you not know where you are, then? Are you lost?
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Date: 2009-12-07 06:00 pm (UTC)I don't...remember. The doctor told me I have amnesia, she said there was some sort of trauma? But I- I was in a forest, and now I'm not.
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Date: 2009-12-07 06:08 pm (UTC)Good man. Calm down. Panicking isn't useful to anyone.
You've been diverted from your universe into a smaller created reality. You've been here before, even though you don't remember, so you'll probably find there are a lot of people who already know you. Like me, for instance. I'm Harold Saxon.
[He considers Sylar a moment.]
Do you remember your name?
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Date: 2009-12-07 01:58 pm (UTC)video;
Date: 2009-12-07 04:14 pm (UTC)I'm- I'm not Gabriel. That's not...my name, you must have mistaken me.
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Date: 2009-12-07 05:50 pm (UTC)video;
Date: 2009-12-07 06:03 pm (UTC)...I'm sorry, but I can't remember. I just- [ He looks down, as if he's having a very hard time forming words, all of a sudden. ] What they said, about Gabriel. That wasn't me.
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Date: 2009-12-07 07:07 pm (UTC)...you lost your memory? What did they say?
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Date: 2009-12-08 12:21 am (UTC)What does matter is for the first time since she entered the City, she's the Slayer, and she's needed. Gabe's gone, her shit's in an apartment and she hasn't told anybody but Wes-- and if he's called, she's not answering-- but this is what she is.
The call for help has her veering course, slowing down. "Hey, hey. Hey! Listen up, new kid. Screaming ain't gonna help us, here. So look at me and we'll get you inside." She grabs the person's shoulder, spins them around. "You new or some--"
...Oh. She swallows convulsively, pulling her hand away like it's been burned. "Gabe? I thought you were-- you were in the Hall."
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Date: 2009-12-08 12:30 am (UTC)He stares at the woman who turns him around, but it's obvious he can't see much of anything. He looks totally perplexed, and her words don't help him at all. "I was...I was at a police station," he admits, flexing his fingers. "And then I was in the woods, and now I'm here, and I don't-" He shuts his eyes and tries to think but nothing's coming to him.
"You- you know me...?" he asks cautiously.
i will tremble a prayer and i'll beg for forgiveness
Date: 2009-12-08 12:49 am (UTC)"You picked a shitty time to get pulled in." Pushing some of the hair stuck to her cheek back-- everything is sticky, and she smells like... yeah, better not to remember last time she was this copper penny bright, like she rolled it blood and came back for more-- she straightens her shoulders, erases any traces of anything but authority from her face. He's just another idiot without the sense to get inside, that's all.
"I got a building I'm sending people to. You any good for walking, or do I need to drag you there?"
i will tremble a prayer and i'll beg for forgiveness
Date: 2009-12-08 01:01 am (UTC)He's a little hesitant to go to any buildings right now, and to be honest, the authority makes him shrink away a little more. He hasn't done well with it lately. So he's taking a couple steps back when it strikes him that she didn't answer his question. "I'm sorry if I'm...I can't remember anything beyond last night. There was a doctor, she said it was trauma induced..."
His eyes dart around, and now he is noticing the blood staining all around. "What's happening?" he asks, with a fearful quiet.
i will tremble a prayer and i'll beg for forgiveness
Date: 2009-12-09 11:16 pm (UTC)...Memory loss. Great. Just what she needs right now, the guy she just ran out on back and playing little lost lamb. Just fucking perfect.
"Thought it was pretty obvious. End of the world, babe." She closes the gap between them, fists a hand in his shirt. "Come on, let's get you inside. Unless you a got a death wish, then you can chill out here." In spite of her flippant tone, she's towing him steadily towards the building she's been corralling the idiots stuck outside into, keeping her body between Sylar and the street. It's open season, and whether he's Gabe but wrong or something new, Slayers always stick themselves closest to danger.
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