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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! ]

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Peter's dangerous friend has killed a dozen people--your dangerous friend tortures souls for eternity, and dismembers trespassers. Which one of you is more in bed with the devil? Oh right.

Speakin' of, you get all that water outta your lungs yet?

[ So calm. ] I did. You know, Peter hasn't done anything to deserve your contempt. Nothing it isn't hypocritical to hold against him.

And how do you feel doin' this to him? Knowin' that bein' close to him is gonna drive everyone else away from him. Or does that work out for you just fine? You get 'im all to yourself, he ends up with nobody else to lean on... Sounds like a great deal for you.

It was his decision not to lie any more. I'm very good at it when I want to be, and all he wanted was to be honest with the people he cared for. That he loves me, and that isn't going to change.

It's a measure of their friendship if they allow themselves to be driven away.

Fuck you. Don't you fuckin' blame them. Not after what you've done. What you'll do. Don't you dare. You can love somebody and still want some fuckin' distance after you find out they like sittin' on the lap of the guy who cuts open people's heads.

So swallow back the bullshit. You're full of it anyway.

That makes two of us, Sam. That are full of bullshit.

[ Because you are lying too, carrying your own dirty secrets, and the look he gives you is penetrating.]

Peter has done everything he can to try and stop me from killing. Clear?

[something you'll keep to yourself if you're not eager for another swim.]

And now?

Now? Well, it really depends, doesn't it? I told you, I'll fight for him, kill for him--I wasn't exaggerating.

You're super fuckin' loyal to your one friend here, I got that part.

But we aren't talkin' about defense, are we?

Well that... It's not something I can just switch off. I kill; I'm a killer.

So what does that mean for him? Is he gonna just keep failin' to hold you back? Is he gonna try anymore? ...Or is he joinin' you?

It doesn't work like that. He's stopped me from killing more than you know, because every hour we spend together is just that. But I'm not a prisoner, and even if he tried to physically stop me, there's nothing he can do. What he can do, is feed the hunger in ways that stops other people from getting hurt. It's complicated, and has a lot to do with telepathy and dreamscapes--I wouldn't expect you to understand it.

[ Ignoring the last suggestion completely. ]

"The hunger". [he snorts derisively] Like you don't enjoy every fuckin' second of it.

Oh, I do. That's why you should pray Peter stays with me.

I've got better things to waste my breath on.

What you do in your own time with the Prince of Evil is none of my business.

It's like talkin' to a homicidal fifteen-year-old with you.

I thought all fifteen year olds were homicidal?

Only on their blogs.

You clearly don't know Claire Bennet very well.

Can't say that I do.

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