Sylar (is_special) wrote in the_tardis_trap, @ 2011-08-13 14:21:00 |
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Entry tags: | sherlock homles : catchyoulater, sylar : is_special |
WHO: Sylar;ota
WHAT: Killing NPC's, roaming around.
WHEN: Now
WHERE: Around the TARDIS.
Rating: Depends on who answers.
Rolling his sleeves down to hide the splatters of blood his latest victim had incured from the dark haired sociapath, Sylar peered one way and then the other in the hallway before full exiting the small room, door slamming shut behind him. Sure, he had claimed he was better, that he had changed but did anyone really change? He had tried, was still trying at least, but the urge had been to strong. The hunger driving him to extremes. He felt better now of course, with a shiny new power to boot. It wasn't much, but it was enough for the moment.
Of course, now lay the task of getting his bearings. The ship was rather large, and it was easy to get lost in the massive corrider, something the murderer had learned over the last few days. Thankfully he had a nearly perfect memory...if only it would stop changing around on him. Frowning, Sylar turned and casually strolled down the long hall, looking curious as everyone else often did. If he ran into trouble? Well, he always had telekines to protect himself.