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It just takes a spark

Mar 02, 2012 08:27

Who: Sylar, John Watson, Jack Harkess, Sherlock Holmes anyone else that wants in....
What: John is going to run some tests. Perhaps with adrenaline. Which, by the way, very well might make Sylar's powers...you know...overload.
Where: Exam Room, School of Medicine
When: March 2, 2012 --> day three of the Shoggoth attack

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john watson, gabriel gray (sylar), sherlock holmes, jack harkness

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cpt_51century March 3 2012, 05:17:44 UTC

"Uh. Speaking of the 'three' of us... Ouch."

Jack hadn't come out unscathed, though he too seemed to be awake. Evidently, being laid out on a metal table while electricity was flowing through the room had been enough to snap him out of his coma. He looked exhausted...and absolutely intrigued.

Sylar had been shot in the head -- he'd heard it all as he laid there -- and came back.

He was... He was just like him.

couldbdangerous March 3 2012, 05:55:42 UTC

Sherlock was in the process of leaning close to John to murmur that yes, sociopath, definitely, which, after all, he ought to know, when Jack spoke. His head snapped up sharply and he chided himself for jumping but honestly, what a bloody bizarre evening this was.

"And there's the Captain." Awful lot of Captains about lately, weren't there? Right, yes, bloody bizarre week. Blame it on the tentacled monstrosities. Convenient scapegoat, in any case. "What a joyous bloody occasion this is. How do you people normally handle these things? Break out the champagne? Seems a bit underwhelming. What's the protocol for resurrections?"

And more importantly, when would John stop staring? Yes, alright, it was remarkable, well bloody done. It wasn't as though simply watching it happen would provide any insight into how it worked, though, so what was the point ( ... )

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substituteskull March 3 2012, 06:11:43 UTC

Sherlock was acting... Well. Not like Sherlock. Senses overload? Oh, God. Was that possible for him to be going into shock? Was his brain working too fast again? He needed to lay on the sofa for a long while and just...

Chill. Relax. Breathe a bit. Ah! That was the issue. Sherlock seemed to be quite incapable of breathing properly.

So, he sat the other man down in the corner and as Jack grinned a bit weirdly at Sylar, John did the most phenomenally fast check up in his life. What? His loyalty had, since meeting the man, been with Sherlock Holmes. Always. He finished up with Jack, apologized from the bullets all over the place as he had originally imagined the electricity came from them and then got Sherlock out as quickly as possible for a lay down.

John needed one too....

cpt_51century March 3 2012, 06:12:14 UTC

Which left Jack Harkness and Sylar in medical gowns -- all right, Sylar's was mostly ruined and melted plasti-fabric -- staring at one another.

"I never actually thought I'd meet someone like...me."

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cpt_51century March 3 2012, 06:22:53 UTC

"Specials?" Jack laughed and slipped off of the gurney. His legs were just fine, body having repaired itself during his sleep. He wasn't quite sure how long he had been out...but it felt like centuries. The dreams--

Jack just pushed it down like everything else.

"Hey, everyone's at least a little bit special. I'm not sure what I can do is exactly a gift, you know?"

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cpt_51century March 3 2012, 06:28:09 UTC

Jack's smile hardened just a bit. No. Sylar wasn't like him. Not quite. But still, he couldn't die. And something about electricity...?

"Kill me." What? Demonstrations were fun. And yeah, dying hurt. A lot. But after two thousand years of being buried alive...suffocating and reviving every fifteen minutes? Well shit, this was nothing.

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cpt_51century March 3 2012, 06:33:36 UTC

Jack shook his head slowly. "I-- No," he said, sliding into it. "I mean, yes, I can regenerate. Painfully. I was blown up once. Or, and put in a woodchipper once." He paused, frowning. "Twice. I'm a fixed point. I don't change. Can't change." Minus the grey hairs. How was that possible? The Doctor never explained. "There was a tiny little accident with the time vortex and--" He threw out his arms. "Here I am."

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cpt_51century March 3 2012, 06:40:49 UTC

"So what's the deal with you if you're born with it?" Fuck. Poor guy. "You keep getting older but can heal?" Inquiring and curious minds want to know, Sylar! "And you generate electricity. And have telekinesis. Are you completely human?"

Well, Jack wasn't. But no one in the 51st century was!

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cpt_51century March 3 2012, 19:39:46 UTC

And yet, Jack would understand. They had so much more in common than the younger man realized. "So it's new for you, coming back." Jack even nodded lightly. "The first time I thought it was a fluke, you know? The first two hundred times-- Where I come from--" And he sat himself down on the edge of the table, hands folded over his lap. "--I'm the only one like me. I've been around for a few thousand years but some of that time is questionable, I was status for a little more than a hundred and I was born three thousand years in the future."

He did have a great smile though.

"So don't get defensive. I've seen a lot. Been around a lot. If you need to talk or are just really into science fiction, you know where I live. Now I really need some underwear. And a shower. So I'll see you around, Sylar."

He offered the other man his hand. Friendship? Absolutely.

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