Peter Petrelli (
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[ Peter rarely makes posts to the network with such express purpose, but when he shows up on the feed this time, he looks prepared. Like he's got a message. And he only glances off camera once, before he starts. ]
You know, been here almost a year and a half now. Place definitely takes a toll on a person after awhile. Especially when things at home don't exactly make it any easier to deal with the kind of things that go on here. If you let it, everything just kind of.. falls apart. [ He shrugs, grasping a little for the right words. Public speaking isn't his strong suit. ]
Doesn't mean it has to, though. I know more than a few people here have made allegiances with people they never would've thought to. Whatever gets you through, right? Makes it easier, helps keep you going? Didn't actually think i'd end up happy in this place, not after everything that's happened.
[ This time, when he looks off camera again, he lets his NV turn ... to an expectant Sylar, his dark gaze fixed on the device. He smiles, wryly, as though to say 'surprise'. ]
Makes a lot of sense, when you think about it. The people who remind you of home, who understand what it's like to be you better than anyone else does; you can't really pick and choose who those people are. Adversity makes strange bedfellows.
[ He quirks an offscreen glance toward Peter. ]
Everyone deserves a little happiness in their lives, don't you think? Someone to love. Something you'd kill to protect. [ He reaches out suddenly, viper-quick, pulling Peter back into view of the NV by dragging him into his lap, and surprising a smile out of him in the process. Sylar presses his nose into Peter's neck, buries his nose briefly into hair that has grown back mysteriously quickly, and then looks back at the screen mockingly. ]
Like this smile. Isn't it adorable? A man could kill for a smile like this.
[ But before Sylar can embarrass them both any further, Peter's fumbling for his NV and trying not to smile so much as he turns off the feed. ]
[ ooc; blue is Peter; red is Sylar. threadjacking is encouraged! ]
You know, been here almost a year and a half now. Place definitely takes a toll on a person after awhile. Especially when things at home don't exactly make it any easier to deal with the kind of things that go on here. If you let it, everything just kind of.. falls apart. [ He shrugs, grasping a little for the right words. Public speaking isn't his strong suit. ]
Doesn't mean it has to, though. I know more than a few people here have made allegiances with people they never would've thought to. Whatever gets you through, right? Makes it easier, helps keep you going? Didn't actually think i'd end up happy in this place, not after everything that's happened.
[ This time, when he looks off camera again, he lets his NV turn ... to an expectant Sylar, his dark gaze fixed on the device. He smiles, wryly, as though to say 'surprise'. ]
Makes a lot of sense, when you think about it. The people who remind you of home, who understand what it's like to be you better than anyone else does; you can't really pick and choose who those people are. Adversity makes strange bedfellows.
[ He quirks an offscreen glance toward Peter. ]
Everyone deserves a little happiness in their lives, don't you think? Someone to love. Something you'd kill to protect. [ He reaches out suddenly, viper-quick, pulling Peter back into view of the NV by dragging him into his lap, and surprising a smile out of him in the process. Sylar presses his nose into Peter's neck, buries his nose briefly into hair that has grown back mysteriously quickly, and then looks back at the screen mockingly. ]
Like this smile. Isn't it adorable? A man could kill for a smile like this.
[ But before Sylar can embarrass them both any further, Peter's fumbling for his NV and trying not to smile so much as he turns off the feed. ]
[ ooc; blue is Peter; red is Sylar. threadjacking is encouraged! ]
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It was an act, wasn't it?
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Not all of it.
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Like what? You being a nurse? Because it seems that's the only thing I can believe.
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And if he knew that you'd ever stuck up for him, Amy, he'd feel even worse. ]
Nothing was a lie up until maybe over a month ago. I stopped talking so much again because of all this.
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But you still couldn't just tell me?
[ Though who is she kidding? She probably would have been just as upset. ]
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What would you have done if i'd told you?
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I would have at least tried to understand.
[ Or walked away sooner. Instead she was just left waiting and wondering. ]
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I'm sorry, I am. I shouldn't have lied.
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Don't bother. Everything's out now. It's over, and I guess you can go be ... happy now.
[ And if he really is, she can't argue anymore. ]
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Got it. [ And since he has no idea what else to say, he very nearly ends the feed, but instead he pauses. Tries again. ]
The day that you showed up? If I'd told you that I was letting Sylar sleep on my couch, what would you have done?
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I would have asked why. I probably would have asked you to stop. [ then she sighs. ] Why does this matter now though? If you care about him so much, you wouldn't have let me.
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I'll take the blame about lying for the relationship for the past month, but back when you showed up? Things were different.
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And while she feels more willing to hear Peter out, she's not sure she can ever accept Sylar. ]
Fine. [ she decides to switch gears since lying or not, it's done. ] So what now, then? You join him? And forget all your friends?
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He's right. It wasn't all an act.
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No, I didn't believe you then, and I don't believe you now. Sorry.
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Nothing happened until after that. Which means he wasn't lying to you about everything.
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[ Almost. ]
Peter liked you--you hurt him.
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How can you even say that? I didn't do anything. He asked me to leave; he's not the one who got hurt.
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[ He folds his arms as he leant back. ]
He needed someone.
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You don't know what you're talking about. I was still there.
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No--I was.
I held him as he laughed himself to death, and when the only way to stop it happening a hundred more times was to bleed every last drop of poison out of him. So you can have as much contempt for me as you like, it won't change the fact that he needs me.
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[ a sharp sigh. she's really worked up now. ]
I won't try to tell you he doesn't need you because I know that won't do anything. But you can't tell me that I caused any of this. I'm not the one who lied.
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But at least I could have known I tried to do something. Done something right.
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