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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. 22nd, 2010 02:11 am (UTC)
One hundred years gives you a lot of time to learn and Claire had learned a great deal of things, defensive martial arts being one. She was rusty, but certainly not rusty enough to be unable to handle a drunk model. The blond easily sidestepped the lunge and let the skinny brunette sail by her in anguish.

"You sure are with it for how many drinks you've consumed." Kreiger commented.

"Good motabolism." Claire smiled, slurring the last bit of the word so that she didn't come off too sober. "Now what is this about you crazy bitch?!"
Jan. 22nd, 2010 04:16 am (UTC)
Tash ended up practically landing in Kreiger's arms, which was definitely not where she wanted to be. She shoved away from him roughly, glaring daggers at the blonde. "You! Talking Lexi up like he's you're favorite older brother, and there you are giving him an upright lap dance?!"
Jan. 22nd, 2010 04:40 am (UTC)
"And?" Claire glared, rolling her eyes. "You're just pissed because he wants to fuck me and not you." The blond bit, giving the model a nasty sneer. "My fault for being so much more attractive than you."

"Oh my." Kreiger grinned. "Such claws on sexy kitten."

"He doesn't want you, Tash. Or have you not caught the hint yet?" This was perfect. The blond's blood was already hot and now it was on fire.
Jan. 22nd, 2010 05:20 am (UTC)
By now security was ambling over. They knew who was paying how much and definitely had an eye out for helping the night's newcomers. A bouncer stepped up beside Tash's elbow, addressing the model with a stern tone, "Is there a problem here, Miss?"

The brunette girl pulled away, looking up at Sylar to see his expression confused and disappointed. Then she felt the eyes of the crowd on her and the shame overtook her alcohol fuzzed mind. An instant later she tried to cover it with anger. "You're a sick bastard, Alexander! Wait until Sean hears about how you're treating his little cousin, he'll pu you out on your ass in a heartbeat!" she accussed, completely in the dark.
Jan. 22nd, 2010 08:56 am (UTC)
Claire was all frowns, looking around at the club and stepping forward to take Sylar's arm. "C'mon Alex. We should go."
Jan. 22nd, 2010 11:50 am (UTC)
"I think that's best," Sylar agreed, standing protectively just ahead of Claire now, just daring Tash to throw another fit at this point. He couldn't believe she'd lost her shit like this. He wasn't unaware of the crush she'd had, but he had no idea things could have gotten this severe. "C'mon, let's go close out and head home."

Tash was now being escorted aside by security, perhaps to be ejected from the club, perhaps just to have time to cool down. After all, a little drama made things interesting, and Lotus catered to catty divas. They couldn't just go banning everybody who pulled a little hair.
Jan. 22nd, 2010 03:19 pm (UTC)
"Oh, come now. You're not going to leave already?" Kreiger grinned, moving closer to the blond to gently touch her arm. "The party is just getting started. Why don't you come have a drink with me?" Of course, the skeezy playboy had already had plenty to drink, finding plenty of entertainment in the cat fight.

"I don't think so." Claire shook her head, gripping Sylar's arm just a little tighter. "I think I've had enough for tonight." Actually, the girl was a bit disappointed with the turn of events. She was having so much fun with Sylar and Tash had to come in and throw ice-water on the heated flames that were coursing through her blood.

"None of that. Tell her, Lexie. You two can stay for one drink." The playboy smiled, pulling the girl slightly towards him to Claire annoyance.
Jan. 22nd, 2010 08:28 pm (UTC)
"Do you have the memory of a goldfish, Kreiger?" Sylar's brows furrowed and he once again moved to insinuate himself between the jerk and his date. "You don't merit the company of women, let alone a dear friend of mine. Go find some desperate beamer if you must, but we're going home."

Edited at 2010-01-22 08:30 pm (UTC)
Jan. 22nd, 2010 10:32 pm (UTC)
"Oh, that's right... you can't wait five minutes before running off to stick your cock in whatever orifice she'll allow." Kreiger sneered, letting go of the blond as if she had just lit on fire. "You enjoy playing with your little baby barbie." Though he was definitely trying his best to get into Claire's dress, she was shocked that he had the nerve to say that Sylar was a cradle robber.

"Pig." She glared, her hands on the brunette's hips, standing behind him like a scared lamb.
Jan. 23rd, 2010 10:38 am (UTC)
This time Sylar didn't threaten him, he just flat out punched Kreiger, square against the side of his head. The movement was swift and controlled and effectively sent the bastard sprawling.

The brunette didn't care that the statements were true. He felt no shame in his desires, but that didn't mean it was a topic up for discussion with his neighbor in a public place and in such coarse terms. The gentleman and the control-freak in him wouldn't allow it.

He did nothing further, didn't chase him to the floor and beat him or even bother threatening. He just stood seething and dared the slimy motherfucker to get up and keep running his mouth or try to fight back with a glare that had withered dozens.
Jan. 23rd, 2010 05:49 pm (UTC)
While Claire let out a small scream and covered her mouth, Kreiger practically yelped as he hit the floor, holding his head.

"Security!" He bellowed, but it was honestly unnecessary. The tall men were already beside Sylar and Claire, having been watching the whole thing with Tash off to the side. Before they could grab up Gabriel as well, the blond stepped in between.

"It's okay. We were leaving. That man was being crude and my companion has had too much to drink. We're going, we're going..." She help up her hands in surrender.
Jan. 23rd, 2010 09:50 pm (UTC)
Gabriel's shoulders uncoiled slowly as the situation held. He turned to the bouncers and canted his head in apology. "He chose poor words in regard to my companion. We'll be going now, and I apologize for the scene."

The two were escorted with out any manhandling to the exit. The check was brought to him and he closed out before they entered the lift to go back down and collect the car from valet. "I'm so sorry. This was such a nice evening," his voice was subdued. He'd hoped their exit from the dance floor would be more graceful, and heated in a very different way.
Jan. 23rd, 2010 09:58 pm (UTC)
"It's fine." Though it really wasn't. Claire was mad and it ruined the feeling she had earlier. "Let's just go home." It could be heard in her voice, the disappointment. All she had really wanted was to go out and blow off the steam that Tash had risen out of her, but then the stupid bitch was at the club, ruining their night. "I just want to go home."
Jan. 23rd, 2010 10:06 pm (UTC)
He nodded and reached out, sliding a hand under her hair to guide her to him with a flat palm against her shoulders. The lift opened and their car was waiting for them to slide inside where he drew her near again. "Well... I think we were easily the most interesting couple there, anyway."
Jan. 23rd, 2010 10:17 pm (UTC)
Claire curled up against the brunette with a frown on her face. "Not exactly the interesting I wanted." She sighed, just enjoying a good cuddle for the ride home. Home. She supposed it was home now. She had no where to go other than Sylar's apartment.

"I really wanted to just dance away all of my problems, but apparently Tash wanted to be a catty bitch." And without warning, the blond moved and straddled Sylar's lap, nuzzling her nose in the crook of his neck. "I wanted you to be about ready to rip off my dress when we got back to the apartment."

But now the girl's skin was crawling for a while other reason. She wanted to punch Natasha repeatedly in her pretty face for pulling her hair and for being a brat. "At least you got to punch Kreiger. I got my hair pulled..."
Jan. 24th, 2010 01:56 am (UTC)
His eye went a little dark at the mention of Kreiger, but he reached up and laced his fingers through her hair gently, massaging the spot that had been pulled. "I had no idea Tash's crush ran that deeply. If I had I would have talked to her long ago. I imagine we'll be having a discussion, soon. But not until I cool off a bit, because I am definitely not the guy you wanna cock-block." He smirked a bit and turned his head enough to kiss the rise of her brow.
Jan. 24th, 2010 04:53 am (UTC)
"Certainly not." Claire smiled against Sylar' skin. "But now I'm all hot and bothered for a different reason, which is terribly annoying." She explained, pulling away and frowning, letting her hands rest on the brunette's shoulders. "I want to punch something."
Jan. 24th, 2010 05:31 am (UTC)
He raised an eyebrow, intrigued and feeling much the same. "Well... You know what my nice expencive apartment comes with? A big, private gym that I kind of doubt anyone is using on this night at this hour. How about when we get back we let off a bit of that steam curling out your ears?" he smiled.
Jan. 24th, 2010 05:37 am (UTC)
"Oh! I like that idea." Claire smiled down at the brunette from her perch upon his lap. "It's a whole different all nice and sweaty that will help me vent all of my frustrations." Which was partially true, but part of her was still aching in a different way.

"You use it a lot?" She asked, tracing her fingers up Sylar's abdomen and lading her palms on his biceps, giving a small squeeze.
Jan. 24th, 2010 05:49 am (UTC)
"Off and on," his smile shifted tone as she traced patterns on his jacket and tested the strength of his arms. "It doesn't have the same catharsis it used to, since the muscle rebuilds so quickly, but it helps when I'm having a shitty day."

The vehicle pulled in to the garage and let the pair out, Sylar heading straight for the apartment so they could change and get to wearing themselves out a bit. If they could get rid of the frustration by pounding each other into the mat for a bit, then maybe they'd work up enough tension between the two of them that they could get the feeling back and pound each other into the mattress.
Jan. 24th, 2010 05:52 am (UTC)
"Just a sec..." Claire was quick about washing her face and changing into a pair of cute cheer shorts and a tank, pulling her hair up into a ponytail. She returned to the brunette very much ready to kick the ass of something. "Please tell me that there's a freemat. I can do some cheer stuff I haven't done in forever."
Jan. 24th, 2010 05:57 am (UTC)
"There's just about anything you could ask for. Top of the line, cutting edge equipment for weight training, balance exercises, stretching, running, cycling, and absolutely a freemat. You're not the only one in the building who can deflect a rushing tackle." He winked, dressing himself in yoga pants with a natural fiber tone and a slightly lighter tank top. He looked very ready to practice some sort of martial art.
Jan. 24th, 2010 06:08 am (UTC)
"Do you know how to kick box?" She asked. "Aikido is what I'm trained in, but I like to kick things, really hard. I took a self defense course years ago that was all kicks since that is where women retain most of their body strength." She explained, following Sylar to the elevators to head down to the workout rooms.
Jan. 24th, 2010 06:38 am (UTC)
"Mm, I dabbled in a few different things, but I settled quickly on Shandong Tanglangquan. For the most part I've never had to use my body to fight, but after Mexico, being so powerless, I decided I'd better have something on reserve. Something that would ensure my opponent didn't get back up," he stepped out of the lift and lead the way into the gym. As anticipated, it was silent and empty.
Jan. 24th, 2010 06:49 am (UTC)
"So, you can fuck a girl up, huh?" Which wasn't true. "I was attacked in Boston once. Some guy thought he could rob a little girl for her money." She rolled her eyes and placed the container of water she'd brought beside the mat before she started to stretch. "Well, he got his money and that was the last time I let someone push me around.

"Aikido is all about using the other person's strength. So, essentially, you can try to hit me, but I'll most likely keep you away. Like I did drunko at the club." She laughed, bending her body as if the years didn't make them weary and stiff. She looked every bit the cheerleader Sylar knew years before.
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