Gabriel "Sylar" Gray (godlikesin) wrote in parabolical, @ 2009-10-01 21:26:00 |
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Entry tags: | gabriel "sylar" gray, tara maclay |
WHO: Gabriel "Sylar" Gray & OPEN
WHAT: Getting his bearings
WHERE: LA Streets
WHEN: After this
RATING: PG
STATUS: In Progress
Anger and irrational calls for revenge. They weren't something that he was unfamiliar with. In fact, they were something that seemed to haunt his every step both through his own desires and the desires of the people around him. Claire had vowed that she would spend the rest of her life trying to kill him.
But this situation was different. Los Angeles was one thing. He wasn't completely unfamiliar with the city, but his comfort level on the terrain was hardly comparable to how he would have felt had this been New York. And the very reaction that had gotten had been... Well, it had been inconsistent, at best, and down right puzzling (and worrying) at the worst. The latter reactions he could understand. Those were the ones that he was used to. But the reactions upon his entrance had been... disorienting. Nathan had actually been happy to see him. And above everything else, that was perhaps the most puzzling.
The only thing he could be thankful for was that among all of the reactionary voices there was at least one that seemed rational. Sarah Petrelli, apparently Peter's wife, seemed at least willing to listen even if it debatable exactly how much she believed. Still. It was something in the mass of barking voices that assumed things that they didn't know. Assume that he was lying when he was telling the truth. Assume that he was going to immediately start killing people when he was hardly that stupid. Assume that he was going to siege them when all he wanted right now, with his plan devastated and absolutely no knowledge of the situation that he had found himself in, was to be left alone to sort himself out.
But the way things were going, it seemed like he wasn't going to get that opportunity. Even if he could manage to blend into the crowds, he'd been found eventually. It was just a matter of time.