sirenspull | video [ forward-dated to afternoon of march 13 ]

video [ forward-dated to afternoon of march 13 ]

Sylar has his collar off. If you see him on the streets, run. Fighting against him is useless unless you can cut his head off.

He can regenerate now. [ Blood is smeared on her face and on the little Pomeranian in her arms, mixed in with dried tears. She shuts the feed off immediately after that little PSA. ]

[ (video) private to Peter Petrelli / extremely difficult to hack ]

Don't go back to your apartment. Sylar's there. [ That concern in her eyes is genuine, her eyes moist. She blinks. ]

I took Mr. Muggles with me.

[ (voice) private to Loki / moderately difficult to hack ]

What are you doing later?

[ OOC: replies to the public post will likely come after a few hours ICly. ]

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What does what happens here matter? I already know I go home, and live, and kill, and thrive; maybe even become President. So this? This is just a vacation. It's exactly what I make of it.

And I'm making it into a buffet.

For the next little while. And then you'll be reduced to living a common life.

Ah. Do you see the future now?

The clairvoyance given to a man who keeps himself informed.

Mm.

So tell me, how do you know Sam?

...What does Mr. Merlotte have to do with anything?

You tell me. You interrupted our conversation, after all.

Because you were being an idiot.

No. I was mentioning my interest in his power - shapeshifting - and that was when you chose to speak up. I don't really believe in coincidence. Everything happens for a reason.

I would be more of an idiot to believe the two things had nothing to do with each other.

And you assume that I would object to what you were saying merely because of my connection to him? You assume I would not likewise speak up if he were a stranger?

I've threatened others here more explicitly, I promise you.

And I was listening at this point in time.

[ He's smiling on his end of the microphone, and it's audible in his voice. ]

Shapeshifting. It's a wonderful ability... Do you think he can change into other people?

[And there's a decided tightness in Edgeworth's voice as he lies through his teeth.]

I know few details of the power. Why would you consider it interesting, though? Surely an individual who can - what was it? Paint the future?

[ You're fooling nobody, but he's enjoying listening to you squirm, heartbeat racing. ]

The ability to blend into the crowd, to be anyone? How would you know if it was really him?

Oh, so you can't tell in the future whether you're going to be spotted? Or your...What was it? Right; you were claiming to be immortal.

Are you listening? If I killed your friend, and took his power, what's stopping me from becoming him?

[He swallows down an upwelling of nausea.]

You're assuming the power works like that. I rather doubt it does.

You're assuming it doesn't. As it happens, so might he. I unlock the full potential of a power, and I learn things about them that even those who have them don't know. I could become you.

You do not even know who I am. Color me as of yet underwhelmed by your powers of intelligence and subterfuge.

You'll find that telepathy can go a long way.

Right. Effective over the NV, isn't it.

Not at all. But you work, don't you? As soon as I have your name, I can get close enough. And I were Sam first, you wouldn't even see me coming.

[ He doesn't even intend to do any of this, he just enjoys hearing your fear. ]

And you wouldn't be him first. His power doesn't work like that.

[ So smug. ] I told you it wasn't a coincidence.

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