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milliways_bar2007-10-06 10:44 pm
watchmakers_son) wrote in milliways_bar2007-10-06 10:44 pm
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Sylar hasn't eaten anything, ordered by himself or not, since walking into Milliways a few days ago and finding it teeming with animals that didn't (tICk) quite sound like (ttticK) animals.
Sometimes, however, precaution only goes so far. Especially if it's precaution in the wrong direction.
During one particular long and barren stretch of highway in rural Ohio, Mohinder, with the passion of a true professor, spent fifteen minutes describing in a rapid-fire cadence how the cockroach was the pinnacle of the evolutionary ladder. Strangely enough, Sylar isn't deriving much comfort from that at the moment.
What he's doing instead is perching on a chair back, motionless save the wary twitching of his antennae, as he struggles to interpret his new senses.
[ooc: eep! I love you all, but please no more new threads. *drowns*]
Sometimes, however, precaution only goes so far. Especially if it's precaution in the wrong direction.
During one particular long and barren stretch of highway in rural Ohio, Mohinder, with the passion of a true professor, spent fifteen minutes describing in a rapid-fire cadence how the cockroach was the pinnacle of the evolutionary ladder. Strangely enough, Sylar isn't deriving much comfort from that at the moment.
What he's doing instead is perching on a chair back, motionless save the wary twitching of his antennae, as he struggles to interpret his new senses.
[ooc: eep! I love you all, but please no more new threads. *drowns*]
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It is a thing.
This may explain why, as he passes the chair Sylar is perched on, he reaches out and quite casually attempts to flick the cockroach across the room.
Oops?
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Not fast enough, unfortunately.
The flick catches him under two legs and catapults him across the room; his wings snap open as he tumbles end over end in a vain effort to steer and right himself.
It doesn't do much to cushion him when he lands with a cockroach-sized thump.