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Sylar (notazombie) wrote in utr_logs,

The effects that Claire had on him were both calming and exciting, which was a strange combination, but something that he could control for the moment. Calming in the way that seeing he brought something out of him that no one else could. She was his golden haired goddess, looking as radiant as she always had, in a lot of ways, a stark contrast to the rest of the world. She was bright, standing out in the darkness of the night, almost the polar opposite of him. Yin and Yang, sunrise and sunset, whatever you wanted to call it. Yet, it was exciting for almost the same reasons. More so with their physical differences. She was small, petite, the perfect candidate to be his prey. Not that anything inside of him truly wanted to harm her.

The night may have been a cold one, but her skin was warm to his touch, and he allowed his thumb to softly caress her cheek. Sometimes he wondered how he managed to breathe without her, other times he wanted to run away, it was a strange inner battle. "While tempting, I was thinking something more subtle. Stay in the shadows, use my mind, it's the sharpest weapon." Telekinesis was a powerful tool when someone liked him harnessed it, and he knew ways to use it that would leave children crying. To make him the monster that was told in bedtime stories in order to scare children into obedience.

She was close to him now, she hadn't shown any hesitancy in stepping forward to meet him, but he knew she wouldn't. Even when she was scared, she had the courage to press forward, a quality that had immediately caught his attention. "I've missed you." The words were spoken with a slight warmth, and they were the truth. For reasons that he had created, they were forced to be apartment more often than he wished, but it made the time spent together more meaningful than one could start to imagine.

There were often mental flashes inside his mind, quick images that came and went within a second. They involved her on a fairly consistent basis. Whether they be holding her down, hugging her, stalking her, or even sleeping in bed next to her. They did tend to shift from one extreme to the next, but he didn't try to control it. "IT was a consideration, but thee wouldn't have been so many people at this hour." Not that he hadn't wanted to be alone with her, but his mind had been in other places that night. He took another step, backing her up a little, though the movement wasn't overly intimidating.