May 10, 2009 13:48
Sylar really couldn't explain how eager he was for this moment. He only wished he'd been able to see the look on Claire's face when she'd found her dead cat. There was no rhyme or reason for the hatred he felt for her, only that she was a spoiled brat and he couldn't stand how smug her face could be. Now he was going to shut her up for good by making her realize everything she had was a farce. He couldn't wait for her two love birds to arrive, and he decided he'd take out all their friends first. Then he'd take out the men she lived with. Slowly; maybe he'd even let her say goodbye.
At six p.m., he made his way out of the theater where he'd watched a bevy of horror films from Psycho to The Exorcist. The Poltergeist had been his favorite, though. Strolling across the street and around the Arsenal, he waited, listening for signs that the super troopers were close enough for him to make his presence known.
((OOC notes: Alright, so all the SG and Heroes pups who are going to tag in, please do so. First thread: General Heroe's/SG pups tagging in. Second thread: Locked to Sylar/Peter. Third thread: Reactions from by-standers and pups getting hurt. If your pup is being hurt, tag into the post with your pup's injury in the subject line so that they can be taken care of in separate threads by the various pups that volunteered to rush people to the clinic.))
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