Quickly, and with force, the watchmaker slaps his hand away at the wrist. Goddamnit. His hair was perfect... “You look ridiculous. Are you afraid, hm? Too afraid to show your face?”

Sylar doesn’t flinch away, but his eyes narrow, looking for an explanation to his appearance. “We’re you burned?”

So, there it is... he is a special. Fortunately, Sylar already possesses this ability. “You’re a regen... so am I. Should I get a suit?”

He isn’t picking up on what sarcasm existed. “You really think so? I don’t know... capes don’t seem very menacing.” Maybe a black one? A big black cape. BBC?

|| Oh god. Crack is coming I’m so sorry

Ask me questions, cowards. curiouscat.me/KillingTime0O0…

You called?

Excitement is my middle name.

——— ;

Seriously, why is she so damn persuasive?

What’s better than play fighting with Claire?

|| replies maybe? It’s been one hell of a busy day.

Am I invited? I’ll behave.

I don’t have to be, Claire.

“Is it too late to be seductive? I missed Sunday, didn’t I?”

😺✏ — Give them food. curiouscat.me/KillingTime0O0…

You said it, not me.

😺✏ — Is anyone ever truly free? curiouscat.me/KillingTime0O0…