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The Sixth Extinction

Character(s): Gabriel "Sylar" Gray and Claire Bennet
Summary: Building 26 is never shut down. No one convinces the president that it's best to just drop the matter of evolved humans, and Danko is given cart blanche to deal with the super-powered threat as he sees fit. In the next century the Evolved are hunted to the brink of extinction, either out-right exterminated, or imprisoned and exploited for their ability. The number of specials used in this way grows fewer and fewer as time and mishaps progress, but one type is still coveted above all. Exterminating a regenerator is exceedingly difficult, anyway...
Status: In progress/PRIVATE

...all my foolish, fuckin' wishing...Collapse )

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invincibleblond
Dec. 23rd, 2009 04:05 pm (UTC)
"Pleasure." Claire grinned, looking up at Sylar with just a cheeky smirk as Max. "Oh, if Aunt Pam knew what you boys were really doing in that apartment of yours." She laughed, finding the idea that everybody thought the brunette was gay for himself hilarious.
i_can_fix_it
Dec. 24th, 2009 01:03 am (UTC)
Sylar grinned, shaking his head a bit at the pair as they picked. He was used to this and even encouraged it. His sense of humor had improved greatly over the last couple decades. "Hush, Max, you know I date. Sean knows too."

"Yeah, you were seeing that, what, antique dealer in Queens? The one Tash says you never bring around?"

"Mmm..." The brunette frowned a bit at the mention. "That ended pretty ugly a couple weeks ago, so... I'm kind of glad I didn't bother introducing her."

"Aww, man," Max tisked and poured Sylar a red wine, as though the alcohol would have any effect in relaxingg him and helping him forget his problems.
invincibleblond
Dec. 24th, 2009 03:04 am (UTC)
Sylar was... seeing the antique dealer. Claire had assumed that the dealer was a man, not a woman. It shocked her and saddened her to know that his betrayer was someone he was fond of.

"I'm sorry to hear that." She said quietly, looking at him knowingly. She felt terrible.
i_can_fix_it
Dec. 24th, 2009 03:57 am (UTC)
Sylar gave her a small, grateful smile at her sympathy. "Luckily I have friends who are so good to me," he toasted Max then asked Claire, "Would you like anything to drink? Max is fantastic with fizzy and fruity as well as neat and mellow."
invincibleblond
Dec. 24th, 2009 04:06 am (UTC)
"Fruity. I love fruity." Claire laughed, pulling on Sylar's arm playfully. She was truly enjoying this. It was like pretend, but not. Sylar knew who she was and she knew him as well. THey would play along with everyone else until they went back o the brunette's apartment and laughed about the silliness they encountered.
i_can_fix_it
Dec. 24th, 2009 11:44 am (UTC)
Max mixed Claire something fruity, more juice than alcohol for the petite lady, and garnished with an orange wheel craddling a bright red strawberry. They exchanged a few more pleasantries, then broke away to mingle, Sylar introducing her to his various friends and neighbors.

As expected, Claire was showered with compliments, Sylar with condolences, and with comments and compliments on the addition of colour to his ensemble. Also his hair, from those who hadn't seen him. He claimed it a follicle-related experiment gone awry. Luckily in this case he was blessed with quickly growing hair.
invincibleblond
Dec. 24th, 2009 06:56 pm (UTC)
Claire was happily buzzing about, a few of the girls wanting to know her trick for such beautiful skin or hair. They all traded secrets of this and that, Tash pulling the young girl to the side with the rest of the women while the men ended up pulling Sylar away and drifting apart to talk about sports or the latest in the trade markets.

"So, you don't do anything to it?" A woman named Becca asked the former cheerleader with shock.

"Nope. It just curls like this. I swear." Claire laughed.

"Blessed with good genes." Laughed Natasha, seeing a lot of herself in Claire.
i_can_fix_it
Dec. 25th, 2009 12:48 am (UTC)
Once away from Claire Sylar also started getting grilled on the girl. How old was she? He didn't know exactly, hadn't asked her yet. Sean had just gone and left him to keep her entertained. Much ribbing on the cousin tearing hi
a new one if he took advantage and Sylar swearing he was being a gentleman and they'd best all be, too.

He couldn't help but glance the blonde's way now and then, the more talk of it the more his mind wondering if there might not be some possibilty here. The way she'd looked at him in the department store, how beautiful she was and how oddly perfect for one another they were in spite of all the reasons it was the worst idea ever.

It made sense. They could run together and help each other fight the gnawing loneliness that so obviously consumed them both... The only problem was brooching the subject.

"So, what is tall dark and handsome like behind closed doors?" Tash half-whispered to Claire. "He's been here nearly four years and I don't think he or Sean has ever invited anyone over there."
invincibleblond
Dec. 25th, 2009 03:38 am (UTC)
"Oh, he's sweet. Really nice and likes movies. Quiet. Just an all around nice guy." Claire smiled, knowing exactly why no one was invited over. People would start to become suspicious if Sean and Alex weren't seen together. Clark Kent syndrome.

"And they really aren't a couple?" Asked Becca again, seemingly intrigued by this information. Actually, it seemed like all the woman suddenly stopped their chit chat. It appeared that Sylar was a wanted man, which made the blond laugh to herself. She wondered if he knew how charming he could be... How disarming he was...

"Nope." Claire giggled. "Though, I can't blame you for thinking that. Sean talks about him all the time. They're best friends. I'm sure they'd take a bullet for each other."
i_can_fix_it
Dec. 26th, 2009 09:40 am (UTC)
"It's oh, so romantic, but terribly tragic," a voice of indeterminate gender broke in from a willowy and exceedingly androgynous Asian who approached the gaggle of girls from behind. Lank black and deep blue hair hung over a pale and oval face, lightly made up. The newcomer wore blue and purple garments that harkened back to Japanese kimono, but had a greatly updated quality, and an edge about them. "Sean is utterly devoted to Alex, I'm sure, pays for everything, makes it possible for the scholar to do anything but actually work on his thesis, and doesn't see another living soul except the people that he works with.

"And in the mean time Alex lounges about like a dark Adonis, straight as post, or galavants about the city dating these girls as out of touch with the modern age as he is. He behaves like their blood brothers, but Sean is as devoted as a husband. If I didn't know Alex is indeed so greatful I'd smack him for stringing Sean along."

Natasha pursed her lips in a half smile. "Claire, this is Kit. He's taken a particular interest in Sean and Alex and their supposed romance."

"Sean is wasting himself on that man!" Kit complained.

"What does it matter to you though? You've got Mika," the slighter girl pointed out.

Kit just scowled slightly at Natasha, not seeing his spoken-for state as any cause to stay out of the gossip.

Edited at 2009-12-26 09:48 am (UTC)
invincibleblond
Dec. 26th, 2009 09:57 am (UTC)
"Actually, Alex is quite sweet. He has been taking great care of me." Claire piped in, coming to Sylar's defense. "He does all the cooking and I really like how into history he is. We have a lot to talk about. The early two-thousands were a great time period." The girl smiled, looking over at Sylar sitting with the rest of the boys. She was probably sure that he was getting grilled about her as well, a few of the men taking a shining to her as they mingled. "Don't sell Alex short. He's really a good guy. A little strange, but good."
i_can_fix_it
Dec. 26th, 2009 10:18 am (UTC)
"He must be," Kit pouted slightly in Sylar's direction, still mistakenly blaming a wasted heart on him from a man who didn't exist.

Meanwhile, if Sylar had heard Claire's earlier conversation he would have nearly choked on his drink at the double talk, so it was good he was fielding questions at the moment. He did his best to deflect most of it and had gotten pretty good over the years. He could redirect without really answering all to easily.

But when the playboy started in he began to find his responses becoming more clipped and sarcastic. Defensive. Posessive once again.

When speculation on her age came up again, and the probability that she retained her virginity, it finally struck his last nerve. Before he could think about it his fist was twisted in the front of the other man's shirt and he'd shoved his shoulders up against the wall.

Conversations went immediately silent and the brunette didn't have to speak loud to be overheard, "Watch your tongue, Kreiger, before you lose it."
invincibleblond
Dec. 26th, 2009 10:23 am (UTC)
The women were up in a moment, quickly going to see what the commotion was about, Tash especially. She didn't want to have any fights breaking out in her house, especially not at one of her famed social events.

"Alex! What are you doing?" She asked, Claire coming up beside her and placing an arm on the brunette's elbow.

"Alex?" The blond called him name, soft and calm. "C'mon, let him go. I'm sre whatever he said is not worth you upsetting everyone here." She had no idea that Sylar was actually defending her honor at the moment, nor did she know that he was so very protective of the honor.
i_can_fix_it
Dec. 26th, 2009 10:34 am (UTC)
He blinked himself out of it and stepped back, but the effect he'd had on the slick Aryan was well aparent. The blonde man didn't come back with any fighting words or even shove at Sylar. Whatever dark flame he'd seen light up the taller man's eyes had been sufficient to scare him. Kreiger smoothed his shirt cautiously and addressed Claire quickly, a simple, "I'm sorry," before making a quick exit for the door.

Natasha watched in bewilderment and asked Sylar, "What the hell??"

The brunette colored softly, embarrased and ashamed of the display. "Tash, I'm so sorry. I don't know what came over me, I just..."

Maybe it had been the slaughter at Shenoy? Oh, he prayed he hadn't reawoken that lust.
invincibleblond
Dec. 26th, 2009 10:37 am (UTC)
"Hey, Tash. I'm sure there was a good reason." God, Claire hoped that there was a good reason for Sylar to fly off the handle like that. She watched him carefully, afraid that everything he had shown her in the past few weeks was a mask pasted over that dark animal she knew from years ago. "There was a good reason, right Alexander?"
i_can_fix_it
Dec. 26th, 2009 10:49 am (UTC)
He could feel all eyes on him, the bad kind of attention that could get him in trouble, get him caught if he wasn't careful. The blush got a little deeper as he answered. "He was being a creeper. Entirely rude."

Tash rolled her eyes and put her hands on her narrow hips. "When is he not, Lexie? You know how he gets." Her voice was soothing in spite of her stance, disappointed, but not really angry.

"He just... Crossed a line," Sylar explained. "He was talking about Sandra and it's just not..." He trailed off, feeling the anger rising at the mere memory. "I think I should call it a night, Natasha. Obviously I've had too much wine."
invincibleblond
Dec. 26th, 2009 10:54 am (UTC)
Claire was a little disappointed when she heard those words. She was actually rather enjoying herself, but if something irritated the brunette that much, best not to push it. Something wasn't right about all of this, though. What could that playboy have possibly said that would rile Sylar up like that?

"Perhaps we should go." She finally agreed. "I'm getting a bit tired anyways. Been a very busy week." She turned to Tash and smiled brightly at her. "You have a lovely home. Thank you so much for having us."
i_can_fix_it
Dec. 26th, 2009 11:02 am (UTC)
"Oh, you sure you have to go already?" Tash whined playfully, obviously enjoying Claire and her company.

"You don't have to leave on my account," Sylar added, definitely not wanting his unchecked temper to spoil her good time. "Its just down the hall. I know the way and the door will open for you."
invincibleblond
Dec. 26th, 2009 11:08 am (UTC)
"You may have been charged with taking care of me while Sean is gone, but who do you think he left to take care of you?" Claire laughed playfully, not really sure it would be a good idea to leave Sylar alone. She had a hunch that something was eating at him and part of her feared the safety of the bastard who insulted her behind her back.

"C'mon." She grinned, taking the brunette's glass from him and handing it to Tash. "Thank you again, but I should get him to bed." She grinned, saying her goodbyes to the rest of the guest and leading the way out by taking Sylar's arm.
i_can_fix_it
Dec. 26th, 2009 11:14 am (UTC)
Sylar made his round of apologies with the goodbyes, all too glad when they were gonefrom the party. "I am sorry," he apologised again, still embarrassed. He hadn't lost his cool that way in so long. He thought he'd worked through his anger issues. "Im not like that, normally, not these days."
invincibleblond
Dec. 26th, 2009 11:20 am (UTC)
"It's okay. I really am getting tired." Claire grinned up at him, pulling him into his apartment in towards the bedroom without thinking. "Why don't you get out of those clothes and lay down with your book?" She suggested. "I'll make tea."
i_can_fix_it
Dec. 26th, 2009 11:38 am (UTC)
The suggestion was brilliant, except it wasn't his book he wanted to lie down with. She was being so ridiculously sweet and good to him, so understanding, not angry or running frightened.

In a moment of inexplicable impulse he caught her gently to keep her from leaving for the kitchen and guided her quickly into the kiss. It was not invasive, just the firm press of his ever so slightly parted lips against hers.

Everything but logic was telling him this was just right. Perfect. The way he had to lift her slightly onto her toes and bend his neck to reach her, how their bodies fitted together as he did, holding her near. The way it appeased that posessive feeling, the way he felt strong and capable. Knowing that if this could be then he wouldn't have to face lonely centuries.

Of course logic knew that none of these lesser compatibilities mattered. At this moment he couldn't make himself care.
invincibleblond
Dec. 26th, 2009 03:55 pm (UTC)
Claire's eyes flew wide, stilled by shock! It took a few moments to register that Sylar's lips were upon hers, soft and yielding, sweet and gentle. He tasted like grapes, smelled like he earth. She inhaled deeply through her nose before pulling away, her eyes never leaving the brunette's face.

"What are you doing?" She asked, not really mad, but certainly not calm. Confused would probably be a good word. She was confused. What could possibly convince him that this was a good idea? Was she sending 'please kiss me' signals that she didn't know about. Claire was at a loss, gaping at Sylar and shaking her head slightly.
i_can_fix_it
Dec. 26th, 2009 08:00 pm (UTC)
He looked at her, an expression almost as bewildered on his own face. He was at a loss for words, but managed a soft whisper anyway, hoping it turned out intelligible. "I don't-... I don't know, I just felt..." Articulate. Smoooooth.
invincibleblond
Dec. 26th, 2009 08:24 pm (UTC)
"You felt what?" Claire asked, her voice coming out sharper than she intended before she could stop it. She closed her eyes and shook her head. Sylar wasn't trying to take advantage of her, she told herself.

"I'm sorry, but this..." She gently pulled away further. "This isn't going to happen. It can't. Not now, not ever." Claire tried to sound soft, gentle. "I think I should be leaving soon. I shouldn't stay here for much longer."
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