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[hejhej]

[A long, annoyed sigh. Lisbeth doesn't really like to apologize - hell, some would even say it's not in her vocabulary. But from what she experienced in the past week, there were a few people she cared about enough to apologize to for her unbridled behavior.]

If I was excessively agitated or violent towards you, I'm sorry.

Except for that Sylar asshole.

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[doeswhathewants]

I do.

Torch? Your power is fire?

[hejhej]

Okay, then you can fix it.

It was. I didn't get a chance to start actually breathing it because right after I started to figure it out, it was gone.

[It disappeared the same night she'd unprecedentedly held someone's hand. Jesse's hand...

She shook her head. Whatever.]

[doeswhathewants]

I'd offer to help you with that as well - I have mastery over fire - but uh... it might not end well. Attempting to pull it out of you and all. So perhaps better that you try to recreate the exact moment it manifested?

[hejhej]

[Uh.]

I was watching TV when it happened..

I'd had a cigarette about two hours before.

[doeswhathewants]

What were you watching? How were you sitting? Were you hungry? Thirsty? Ah...sexually frustrated?

[hejhej]

The news. My legs were crossed. No. No. And no.

[doeswhathewants]

Then. Recreate the scene exactly and try to ah... call the fire.

[hejhej]

[She gives him a look.]

Does this usually work?

[doeswhathewants]

[No.]

Oh very often.