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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. 24th, 2010 06:56 am (UTC)
"Well, you won't be trying to take my head off while my abilities are incapacitated, so I won't be trying to break bones tonight," he chuckled, following her example and limbering up. He had quite a lot of limb to lengthen, so he took the calm before the storm as an opportunity to take in the leg that Claire was showing off. "The outfit suits."
Jan. 24th, 2010 07:29 am (UTC)
"Thanks." The blond smiled, making sure to stretch with her ass in full view, bending over to touch her toes. "I like cheer shorts. they never go out of style." She smiled from between her knees, eventually standing upright to take position on the mat.

"Ready to get your ass kicked?" Claire grinned, looking a bit like Buffy Summers.
Jan. 24th, 2010 07:37 am (UTC)
"Looking forward to it," he grinned and stepped up, well aware he was going to be the one getting thrown around. He didn't mind. He was still pissed off at Kreiger, but as Claire had said, he got his punch in. His satisfaction would be in making Claire work for her wins.

He moved rapidly, straight out of the gate. She claimed to be able to best him, so while he wasn't going to use the killing force he would have with someone he needed dead, he wasn't going to treat her with kidgloves, either. He wanted to see what Claire Bennet was capable of these days, how they would fare against each other if they were still nemeses of equal health.
Jan. 24th, 2010 08:02 am (UTC)
Because of the style of martial art she'd learned, her first instinct were to deflect. Every move that the brunette made towards her landed him easily behind her. Eventually, she began defending rather than deflect, once she'd gotten more comfortable. This worked out well until Sylar received a slap straight across the face that had Claire stepping back laughing.

"Oh my God, I'm sorry." She giggled, covering her mouth. "I didn't mean to hit you that hard."
Jan. 24th, 2010 08:09 am (UTC)
"Ahh!" The brunette broke stride for a moment as Claire began to laugh, covering his cheek and hamming up his discomfort for a moment. "Jesus, remind me never to mouth off to you, huh? Ow..."

He rubbed his cheek and looked at his hand, one of those nonsequitor sort of actions, as if he could see the residue of pain there, but the sensation was already gone. Then without warning he moved back in, attacking lower, since she was playing to the strength of her gravity center.
Jan. 24th, 2010 08:14 am (UTC)
Easily knocking the blond on her ass, the girl entirely not ready for it. It made her laugh more as she just sort of stayed there a moment.

"Not fair!" She chuckled, eventually getting up and tackling at the brunette with full force, landing her straddling his waist on the mat, playfully pinning his arms above his head.

"Now it's fair." She grinned down at him, the tip of her ponytail touching his cheek.
Jan. 24th, 2010 10:53 am (UTC)
"Uhf!" he laughed breathlessly as he lay beneath her, wiggling his fingers slightly while his wrists were pinned. "'s fair now, eh? Now that you have the upper hand?" His grin was bright, suggestive and charming.
Jan. 24th, 2010 06:51 pm (UTC)
"Absolutely!" Claire grinned back, her smile beaming. "You're the big bad villian and I'm the helpless little girl. I'm supposed to win anyways." She chuckled, shimmying her hips a bit with playful joy.
Jan. 25th, 2010 03:53 am (UTC)
"You're helpless, but you win? Hmmm," the end of the incredulous hum lost its incredulty and just became sort of lost. Then he looked at her with dark, seductive eyes, murmuring with a voice that personified the best and worst qualities of heroin. "You are helpless though. You're at my mercy, even as I lie here 'pinned' beneath you."

He tightened his shoulders and lifted himself far enough from the mat to kiss her, slow and full of longing need. "And you have me utterly defeated."

The poetry of it was beautiful and sick. Sylar loved every twisted moment of it.
Jan. 25th, 2010 04:00 am (UTC)
Claire let out a stifled moan into the kiss, leaning down so that Sylar didn't have to push so hard. She put more weight on his wrists, a sly smile spreading on her lips. She pulled away so that the brunette could see her devilish grin.

"You are the helpless one here, Gabriel Gray." She whispered cynically. "You have no idea the things I could do to you that would land you on your back."
Jan. 25th, 2010 04:15 am (UTC)
"I'm kind of enjoying that position right now," he grinned, but his spine tingled, not from any lie, but from the knowledge that she spoke as truthfully as he did.

The things he could do to her were based out of his abilities. He could thrown her down if he wanted, pin her like a butterfly and manipulate her like a marrionette. He could force himself on her and all her aikido would do nothing for her if he were to cross that line. He could 'kill' her again and keep her, too, if she ever demanded her leave of him and he decided he didn't want to let her go.

The things she could do to him were much different. Much worse. She could reach inside his soul and twist. She could leave his heart and mind a wasteland of shattered and worthless debris again. He prayed they never forced each other to show their hands.
Jan. 25th, 2010 04:21 am (UTC)
"Of course you do." Claire grinned, leaning over and nipping his ear. "So where is this work out you promised me?" She asked, tightening her legs to put pressure on his torso. She knew how dangerous Sylar actually was and she certainly knew what he was capable of, not just physically, but with the use of abilities.

Claire Bennet was no longer afraid of the boogieman.

"This is actually rather low impact, if you ask me." She hissed in his ear. "You must have something more interesting up your sleeve."
Jan. 25th, 2010 05:23 am (UTC)
"Well... Not up my sleeve, per se," he chuckled a bit at his naughty pun, pulled his feet up and used one as leverage to flip them and land himself lying atop her. He immediately shifted so that her hips hit him lower, his desire, stoked by the fight, by her allure and by their banter, apparent once again.
Jan. 25th, 2010 05:28 am (UTC)
"Oh!" Claire exclaimed, a mix between a laugh and a grunt once she was flipped. Her eyelids drooped a bit in a playful and lusty glare. "So you're telling me not up your sleeve, but in your pants then, Mr. Gray?"

Of course, the whole night was foreplay at this point. She was really disappointed that the dance night had been ruined so. She'd been feeling sexy and naughty, but here she was, laying on her back with Sylar between her thighs.

"So this was your plan all along, I see?" She grinned. "Get the cheerleader down on the mat and have your way with her?" Of course, this was all a game. A fun, sexy game...
Jan. 25th, 2010 05:38 am (UTC)
"I have a very, very round about way of doing things," he winked and dipped in to nip along her collar bone, sliding down her body still at close quarters. "I can't help myself, Claire. You're an addiction. I couldn't leave you alone in our past, and now that I've found you again I can't get you off my mind now. The things it does to me... I haven't felt the need to express myself so physically in longer than I can, or care to recall."
Jan. 25th, 2010 05:44 am (UTC)
"How long?" She asked, raising an eyebrow. "How long has it been for you since you've been with a woman... or a man?" Her eyebrow quirked again, a sneaky smile gracing her lips.
Jan. 25th, 2010 05:56 am (UTC)
"I'm not gay," the brunette scowled at her, softly. These days no one gave a damn if you were gay or not except for a tiny minority of extremists. Hatred was always difficult to stamp out, but gay rights had become practically a non-issue once the war broke out. It just wasn't important enough to fight over. Sylar was still from that time when same-sex carried a heavy stigma though, and that influence remained in spite of history. "I'm not bi, either, in spite of what people think. I just... go through asexual phases."
Jan. 25th, 2010 06:00 am (UTC)
"Okay..." Claire smirked, a little disbelieving, but whatever. If he wanted to be defensive, she'd stay off the topic. "So when was the last time the surly burly man you are pound a willing you thing into the mattress?" She grinned, trying to stifle a laugh.
Jan. 25th, 2010 06:17 am (UTC)
He continued to scowl at her disbelief, but left it alone as well. It wasn't important whether or not he could or couldn't be attracted to men, he was attracted to Claire now and that was the definitive thing. "Oh... Maybe more than a decade now..." he looked a bit whistful at that.

"I still don't heal, quickly, not emotionally. Leaving my last lover was one of the most painful things I've done, and I went through an entire new life without seeking solace in another. I don't need it, usually. Like you say, it's gotten stale, but you..." his eyes raked over her, and he breathed a meaningful sigh.
Jan. 25th, 2010 06:21 am (UTC)
"Mmm... about the same for me... a little under though." She smiled, lifting her body up into his glance as if his eyes were actually hands touching her. "It has gotten boring, for lack of better words, but you... you're forbidden." Claire leaned up, just barely touching his lips to her. "Dirty..."
Jan. 25th, 2010 07:03 am (UTC)
"I keep expecting to feel the butt of a hand gun against the base of my skull," he nipped at her lips and ran his hands down her arms, down her petite ribcage. "That you even let me this close, and no one is going to pull me off and gun me down... You make me feel... You make me feel. You draw something dark out of me that's been fading for so long.

"Once upon a time I was a demon, nightmare incarnate. I've become a ghost, a shade, but you... I feel like a fallen angel," his touch skipped from her torso to her thighs, taking advantage of all the bare skin those little cheer shorts allowed.
Jan. 25th, 2010 07:08 am (UTC)
"The angel Gabriel..." Claire breathed out. She closed her eyes as he touched her, her skin raising up in goose-pimples and sending delicious tingling sensations up and down her body.

"Oh, what would daddy say...?" She whispered, mainly to herself even though she was sure the brunette heard. The thought of defying her father after so many years was just as lusciously sinful as Sylar made it sound. Noah Bennet, along with a good portion of the Petrelli family were certainly doing backflips in their graves at this very moment.

It was starting to feel like it was time to move this little dance to somewhere more private. Somewhere someone like Kreiger or Natasha couldn't come poking in and getting an eyeful.

"We should go upstairs." Claire said calmly, her eyes telling Sylar exactly what she was thinking before leaning up and giving him a heated kiss.
Jan. 25th, 2010 07:27 am (UTC)
His reply was physical, returning the kiss with just as much heat before quickly leading her up off the floor and back toward the lift. As soon as they were inside he pulled her back against himself, reclaiming those lips to pass the few seconds it would take to scale the floors between them.
Jan. 25th, 2010 07:32 am (UTC)
When they arrived on their floor, Claire only broke away long enough to pull the brunette down the hall to the apartment. This was the moment that they had been building up to al night and when the door slid open, the blond nearly threw Sylar into the living room, pouncing on him the same way she'd done after the afternoon with Tash.

She leapt into his arms and pulled him close, mashing their lips together hard and needy as if without them she'd die. Her whole body was pulsing with desire and it was getting to the point where Claire thought she just might explode from all of the heat in her belly.

"God, I want you so fucking bad..." She managed to get out as they made their way through the apartment, knocking over a lamp or two.
Jan. 25th, 2010 07:49 am (UTC)
"You have no idea," his voice was a rough whisper as they kissed and moved, bruising lips and limbs, but never long enough to be visible. As soon as they were in and the door was shut he was pulling at her top, pealing it up from her waist and over her head.

There had been enough foreplay in the club and on the mat. He wanted her. NOW. And once they were in the bedroom he fairly tossed her to the mattress, pouncing down over her to silence any yelps or protests with another searing kiss.
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