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Tweak says, "A lady to see ya'"

bonnie deville (bonniedeville) wrote in wihh_logs,
@ 2008-12-09 14:57:00

Entry tags:

sylar (future), tesla echolls, tesla spencer (toddler)

Who:Tess, Ickle!Tess and Future!Sylar. (Yes, you can all pick your jaws up off the floor now!)
Where/When:Sylar's place, Tuesday afternoon.
What: Friendliness, bonding, kid talk.
Warnings/Status: Totally safe. Except maybe language. In prog.

So, Sylar wasn't as big of an epic douche as Tess had originally thought. She was still slightly wary, especially now that she'd seen the show and knew what he was capable of but he had no reason to hurt Teacup, or her. No special brain powers there, aside from pure, school-engraved knowledge.

New York was going to be cold. So Tess not only bundled Teacup up for that, but she took her to buy some more colder-climate appropriate things before Godboxing them and her things out to New York. Meh. It wasn't as bad as it had been when she had morning sickness but it still wasn't fun and Ace gave a disapproving kick. But it was free transport. Tess paused and looked at the door, then knelt by Teacup, adjusting her hat over her ears.

"Ok, you, are going to like it here and you know if you ever want to see me or Logan you just ask on the board, ok?" The little version of herself nodded and Tess smiled at her, stood to take her hand and walked to knock at the door, thumb stroking the back of the child's hand soothingly, even though she wasn't exhibiting fear. She was brave, and she liked "Sywah", so she just waited intently to get to see him.

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thefuturessylar
2008-12-12 07:31 pm UTC (link)

"Well, that's sweet. I wish I did... She's just a bitch to me and takes away my powers," Sylar said, the words were dripping with bitterness, but with obvious reason, he wasn't happy, and he wanted his powers back. It didn't feel like he was himself without them after all. He raised a brow when he saw what she was getting out the make the cocoa, but he didn't comment at it. She was a chef and probably knew what she was doing after all. "They...did?" he asked, looking surprised at her. He hadn't known that, nor had he been expecting it, and he settled onto one of the barstools around the kitchens little island while shifting Teacup so that she was sitting in his lap properly, and just as if it was the most natural thing in the world he pressed a soft kiss to the top of her head. "I'd so sorry to hear that. That's awful," he murmured, frowning a bit still. "But, good for God, I guess...she gives to those who deserve it. Well. Somewhat. There's still tons of people out there with powers they don't understand or deserve."

He raised his brow at the feeling of a tiny finger stroking his cheek and he looked down at the little girl with a slightly raised brow, though he was grinning, and even wider when she kissed his cheek. "I think she likes me," he told the older with a firm nod, and then turned his attention back to the little one. "I like you."

Sylar was about to open his mouth as he was reminded of the weird ingredient as she put it in, but before he could get any words out she started to answer his question. "Ah right, I've...never seen it served like this, I was wondering what the fu...what you were doing," he said, clearing his throat and shifting a bit and wondering if the miniature caught the almost said bad word. "But alright, I'll take note of that, and I have mini marshmellows. Right now they're currently shaped like snowmen," he said, his cheeks going a bit red. "I love them," he mumbled, the words soft because damn, that made him seem vulnerable and pussy like, at least in his opinion.

His eyebrow popped up again when she started talking just randomly, and it took him a moment to realise just who she was talking to, though when he did he chuckled a bit. "Jesus I could never actually have a kid. I mean. Having something inside you that's alive like that?" he asked and shuddered. "I couldn't do it."

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