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[thevanishingman]

[Claude doesn't much like to do the official parts of his job. Okay, he doesn't much like to do any part of his job. But he was specifically called out by that really annoying Warden who looked like that other annoying bloke, so he figures he might as well do something. Besides, from the sound of it Sylar... well, seemed to care enough about

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[gray_atonement]

[Sylar was meandering out of his room as he froze. He had gotten into the habit of spending the majority of his time invisible to practice the skill as well as because of its practical uses. This time, he was on his way to go try to find West or something. He hadn't really had a set destination in mind, but ever since Prefect's evaluation, he had felt the darkness rising inside of him and had never quite been able to suppress it again. Not completely. After his fight with Sam and dealing with Veronica, Elle, Adam.. the killer was closer to the desire to slaughter someone than he had been for months. Peter, maybe. He had also heard something about Reid's memory and was interested in looking into that

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[thevanishingman]

[He grins and waves the moment Sylar sees him. It's exaggerated, pretty fake]

Hi!

[Unfortunately, as Sylar tries to go back into the room, Claude kicks his foot into the doorway-- oh, he really hopes it doesn't get smashed-- and starts to follow after his Inmate]

Nope. Not gonna work. We need to have a little chat. [A pause, and he sighs] And no, you're not in trouble.

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[gray_atonement]

[The wave and cheesy greeting don't go unnoticed, but Sylar's busy trying to escape. When Claude sticks his foot in the door, he grimaces and stops, knowing it's not worth a big fight. Then his warden is already entering and the inmate simply steps out of the way to allow him in, throwing the door to slam closed a few moments later, what he assumes is behind Claude.]

"You're still invisible." [He mutters. Neither one really likes the other being invisible, so they had seemed to come to an unspoken agreement to speak to each other without abilities when they were getting along.]

[Not really believing his isn't in trouble, Sylar crosses his arms with an expression on his face somewhere between brooding and arrogant.] "Right. What do you want?"

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[thevanishingman]

[Claude rolls his eyes]

Force of habit.

[And with that, he forces himself into visibility, clearly not enjoying it. At least with the door closed, Sylar is the only person who'd be seeing him anyway.]

You made the little copper angry. [He cocks his head and looks at Sylar, then shrugs] Not that I really care, mind, since coppers are always angry in my experience. Still, figure I should get a clue in on what's going on. So! [He claps his hands together] What's this big project you're working on?

[Of course, he knows all about the thing with Prefect-- well, the DCI's side, anyway-- but he wants to know what Sylar has to say about it]