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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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Jan. 12th, 2010 06:54 am (UTC)
"Like what? There really isn't much after all these years." Claire rolled her eyes. "Trust me, I've looked. It's like all the color and passion in the world is gone. Living just isn't as fun anymore. Not that I'm going to try to off myself or anything." She chuckled softly. "I'm just bored."
Jan. 12th, 2010 07:05 am (UTC)
"Any chance it might get better, now that you have all your senses back? I imagine that might help in the passion department, anyway?" he suggested, not really realizing it might end up sounding suggestive, in his direction anyway. He was too focused on general problem solving.
Jan. 12th, 2010 07:12 am (UTC)
Claire raised an eyebrow, but then figured that Sylar had no idea how he had just sounded. "No. I don't think pain is going to help. It will just make me feel... well, human again. Like the razor blades... I did that to watch myself bleed. It's just a way for me to focus and remind myself that I'm just like anyone else." Though, it also touched upon how damaged she was from years of being on the outside of the world.

"Maybe I should travel. Try and find something fun and exciting." She shrugged. "Maybe that will give me a reason to want to stay breathing."
Jan. 12th, 2010 07:25 am (UTC)
"The world is vast and beautiful," Sylar agreed. "There is much to see and plenty of time to learn languages. I haven't been out of the U.S. but I've thought Europe might be interesting. Or Africa. Maybe leave my known comforts and try places still trying to build. We haven't tamed the whole world yet."
Jan. 12th, 2010 07:39 am (UTC)
"Gotten pretty close though." Claire sighed, pushing her arms beneath her head to pull her hair out from her hair tie and letting it fall around her head and shoulders. "I just don't see much of a point. Getting out of Shenoy consumed me for so long, but now that I'm free again, I've forgotten how boring the world is."

As she spoke, she ran her fingers through her hair, her nails scratching at her scalp before shifting and and doing so, moved to fast to whack her hand on the headboard.

"Ow!" She exclaimed, puling away and rubbing her hand. The frown on the blond's brow faded almost immediately, being replaced by a knowing smile that was quickly followed by laughter. "Heh... that hurt."
Jan. 12th, 2010 07:44 am (UTC)
"Yeah, it's gonna do that from now on," Sylar smiled. "So no more consequenceless clutziness," he winked, took her hand and kissed the knuckles chastely and playfully. "Gotta be more careful now."
Jan. 12th, 2010 07:49 am (UTC)
Claire blushed and giggle, butterflies flitting about in her stomach. This was one of those moments that she wasn't quite sure she was dealing with the same man who sliced and diced so many, including herself so many years ago.

"Well, that could be a problem, being I'm a huuuuge klutz." She laughed, not pulling her hand away. She didn't want to, so why should she. She wanted him there and she wanted that comfort of another person. What harm could come from a little touching and flirting?
Jan. 12th, 2010 08:04 am (UTC)
"Sometimes abilities do make sense then," he chuckled and kept her hand in his, rested on the edge of his pillow. A sort of quiet settled then as he ran out of clever things to say and just sort of marveled at the simple human contact. His thumb grazed her skin again as he basked in that familiarity.
Jan. 12th, 2010 08:10 am (UTC)
Honestly, she didn't know where to go from here. Claire just watch the man across from her a long moment, not really sure what to do now. It wasn't that the silence was awkward, it was just... odd. She felt a strange pull to either keep talking or do something as opposed to just sit there and hold hands with a killer.

"Gabriel..." She paused and rethought. "Do you mind that I call you that? Gabriel? I know my father mocked you with it, but... I don't know... it just seems... right." He called her Claire. No one else knew her by that. No one alive who wasn't hunting her, anyways.
Jan. 12th, 2010 08:24 am (UTC)
"I'd like that, actually," his voice was softer, half a whisper, and his lashes fell and opened slowly. "Once upon a time 'Sylar' consumed me and smothered everything else for a long, long time, but..." His eyes drifted to their hands again. "Now it's just a part of me. And a very diminished part at that. I used it so long I still think of myself in those terms, but... I think I'd like to be Gabriel again."
Jan. 12th, 2010 08:28 am (UTC)
"You were never not Gabriel." Claire smiled, her own thumb now caressing the brunette's own. "You've always been you, no matter what name you chose, but 'Sylar...' it just sits strangely with me. I want to see you less the monster and more the man and if something as simple as a name helps with that, I'd like to use it."

And she honestly liked that name. It was sweet and reminded her of the angel, something that Gabriel Gray was very very far from being, but all the same, it comforted her in the choice of friend.
Jan. 12th, 2010 08:40 am (UTC)
"Good," he nodded slightly. "I don't want to be your monster, not any more. I was afraid it was going to be like that, when thus first started... Thank you, for giving me a second chance." his eyes met hers again.
Jan. 12th, 2010 08:44 am (UTC)
"Or a third, I think." She winked and laughed softly, continuing to stroke his hand as her eyes fell. The more they acted like this, the more Claire felt that undeniable connection they shared. They would be the only ones to every truly know and that would mean so much in the years to come.

"Maybe you were right..." She said softly, "Maybe I can learn to..." Her eyes darted up to his and then fell away again. "Maybe I can move on from our past."
Jan. 12th, 2010 10:23 am (UTC)
Sylar looked across at her, at first curious and unsure about what she was saying. There was something deep and meaningful there, but he was scared to death about misreading that. Drawing a short breath, his eyes grew slightly wide in the dark. "I have hoped so. You've meant so much to me, Claire. I haven't always admitted or expressed it properly, but I never thought we'd be in a place like this until now."
Jan. 12th, 2010 01:17 pm (UTC)
"Perhaps time does heal all wounds..." Claire said softly, watching the brunette very carefully. This was like the same strange moment that lead them to their last odd encounter.

"You aren't going to kiss me again, are you?" She asked jokingly. Of course, perhaps... maybe... that wouldn't be a bad thing... not entirely... just one more time... now that she was prepared for it...
Jan. 12th, 2010 01:58 pm (UTC)
His brows knit in confusion and a sudden anxiety gripped him. He didn't understand her words in relation to her tone. The first was making sure he behaved himself as promised. The second was sort of flirtatious... "I promised I'd be a gentleman, didn't I?" Though the tip of his tongue darted out to whet his lip a bit, a nervous gesture as he tried to puzzle this out and keep his desires in check. "I don't want to do anything... that would lose you to me, Claire. I don't want to disturb you. I just want to be close to you."
Jan. 12th, 2010 02:12 pm (UTC)
Well, she wasn't going to ask. She laid there a moment and thought about it. He was scared. She already shot him down once. Why else would he suddenly seem so nervous.

"I'm sorry. We are closer. Nobody could ever understand what we go through."
Jan. 12th, 2010 10:57 pm (UTC)
He would have tilted his head if it weren't already pressed to a pillow. What was she apologizing for? And what was going on? For the millionth time he wished he was a mind reader so that he could understand women, particularly this woman, clearly. Did she want him to kiss her...? She wasn't pushing him away or taking that serious tone with him.

He uncurled his fingers from hers, reaching the bare inches to touch her cheek. A kiss wouldn't be so ungentlemanly, would it? Their clothing would stay right put and his hands wouldn't even roam. ...She wasn't flinching away, just watching him almost expectantly... He made up his mind.

"I have this really bad habit of not learning from my mistakes," he admitted, half apologized, before he closed the distance slowly, plenty of time for her to turn her head before their mouths met, soft, shy, testing waters for the icy burn of utter rejection once again.

Edited at 2010-01-12 11:01 pm (UTC)
Jan. 13th, 2010 03:34 am (UTC)
This time, there was no puling away. Sylar wasn't the only one testing waters here. Claire needed to feel this again. The last time she had been so overwhelmed and freaked out about it that she honestly didn't have time to really feel and think about it. Now, with the brunette touching her chastely, she was able to just let this happen, certainly enjoying the attention and nearness of another.

He tasted like cinnamon and sugar, like a cereal that she had loved so many years ago. His lips were soft and his hand, gentle. It was almost like he was afraid of breaking her and rightfully so. It was very easy to break little Claire Bennet into tiny bits now-a-days and Sylar was slowly approaching a dangerous place where he was in a position to shatter her.

She even smile slightly, her lips curling up as they remained tucked against his. Oh god, her father must be rolling in his grave, but luckily, Claire didn't care. They were different now. Times we different now. And friends could kiss, couldn't they? Who said that they couldn't revel in the familiarity of another once and a while? Just like Sylar thought, their clothes were going to stay put and the only roaming the woman's hands did was to reach out one palm and gently place it open against the brunette's chest. She didn't push him away, just rested it there, feeling his heartbeat.
Jan. 13th, 2010 04:34 am (UTC)
He had insane butterflies in his stomach and his heart was beating like a sparrow trying to break out of his ribcage. He half held his breath at first, then finding her receptive this time he nudged closer and breathed a deep, quiet breath of her scent, even now like flowers and warm sand and sunlight. A Texas desert rose.
Jan. 13th, 2010 04:41 am (UTC)
That hand moved so slowly, feeling his heartbeat pound against his skin before it traveled up to his neck, thumb caressing his stubbled cheek and small fingers running through the short strands of hair at the base of his skull.

Claire herself took in a deep breath through her nose and her smile widened, almost to the point where it ruined the moment. Her stomach was atwitter with this strange, almost virginal feeling, like the first time she'd ever been kissed. It was scary and exciting and terrifying and wonderful all at once.

Her body relaxed after a few moments and her mouth moved, opening up slightly to slowly deepen the kiss. She wasn't attacking him by any means, just tentatively exploring, tasting this new sensation and letting her mind carefully unravel the feeling passing through her.

This was so strange... but so very nice too...
Jan. 13th, 2010 05:07 am (UTC)
The smile made him smile, so that for a moment they were touching grins and then she took a bit of initiative, deepening the kiss. He responded eagerly, but made sure to keep the pace slow and explorative, too, parting his lips in equal part to hers, tasting the salty sweetness of her strawberry tongue. This was too good to be true. He would wake up any moment...
Jan. 13th, 2010 05:42 am (UTC)
And the moment their tongues touched, she couldn't contain herself any longer and she burst out into a fit of giggles, pulling away to cover her mouth in embarrassment.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry..." Claire shook her head, all smiles. "It's not funny... it's just... funny." She laughed, hoping that Sylar didn't take offense.
Jan. 13th, 2010 08:21 am (UTC)
"It's unexpected, that's for sure," he told her, a giddy grin at her reaction, at least still smiling, and neither of his cheeks stung.

"So..." his eyebrows furrowed a bit as he tried to understand what had just happened, "What does this mean...? Are we...? What are we?"
Jan. 13th, 2010 08:28 am (UTC)
"I don't know..." Claire shook her head, her laughter dying down and her smile fading slightly. She really didn't want to label this. It was far too complicated.

"Safe, at the moment." She said, moving closer to him and wrapping an arm around him, pushing him so that she could lay her head on his chest. "Let's just leave it at that. Safe. No rules, no labels, no expectations..." Claire hoped that Sylar expected this to blossom quickly. She wasn't ready to call him 'boyfriend' and hold his hand for long walks on the beach.

"Why don't we just... wait and see... unless... what do you think..." She frowned to herself. "What do you want?"
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