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RP: Lost Sons

Feb 12, 2009 02:03

Summary: Simmons wasn't lying when he said the Government had aprehended Samson Gray. Sylar gets a bare minimum of information out of him before the man goes for his gun and is microwaved into a puddle by Luke. Sensing a common spirit in the boy, Sylar baits Luke into following him with the bonus of stealing Mom's woodpanel station wagon. So ( Read more... )

[verse] lost sons, [what] rp, [what]au, [who] luke campbell, [who] gabriel 'sylar' gray, [what] psl

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i_can_fix_it February 12 2009, 10:24:14 UTC

"More than you would think. So many more," he answered that question in favor of the ones about Gray, senior. He hadn't even really introduced himself properly to the kid, but that didn't matter. He didn't need to know Gabriel's whole background up front. "And every one with a different ability.

"People who can hear your thoughts, or paint the future. People who can survive a nuclear blast or fly under their own power. People who can move things with their mind," he smiled a bit wider at that, obviously talking about not just Bryan Davis, but himself on that one. "Or light you up like you'd grabbed the frayed end of a downed powerline. Anything you can imagine, someone out there can do it, or will, when they're born."

luke_nuke_em February 13 2009, 04:44:57 UTC

The smile...he enjoys this--being different. It's nothing to be scared of or ashamed by.
"So...how many of them can do more than one? I saw you do at least two back there. You threw me and my mom around without even touching either of us--and you don't have a mark on you when you should be really--"
His brow lifted some, head tilting.
"--Really scalded. Look I don't like sitting here interrogating you Gabriel, but this is...it's unbelievable."
A slight crooked smile pulled his lips. It was, and he was part of it.

i_can_fix_it February 13 2009, 06:15:15 UTC

"If you hit on a topic I don't want to talk about, I won't say anything," Gabriel explained easily. "But there aren't many who can use more than one ability. I've only met two others, and one of them is dead." He didn't sound sorry about that at all. Arthur Petrelli was a bastard in need of putting down. The revenge had been sweet, too.

luke_nuke_em February 13 2009, 06:33:23 UTC

Luke nodded, fair enough. There was a renewed silence between them for a good six or seven minutes before he shifted and glanced over again ( ... )

i_can_fix_it February 13 2009, 18:57:01 UTC

"I was sorely tempted," he said honestly, and maybe with a hint that this free pass wasn't guaranteed indefinite, but he wasn't kicking him to the curb yet. "Last few people I traveled with it didn't work out so well."

He didn't elaborate on any of that though. The kid was probably getting more images of situations like Simmons' in his head and that wasn't inaccurate. He watched the boy's expression in the mirror to see if he was second guessing himself, yet.