Sylar waited patiently. Well maybe not patiently but as close to it as he was going to get. Nothing excited him quite the way powers did. And it was refreshing to see someone who enjoyed them like Elle did. Most of his victims had been ashamed of their powers, like they were curses and not something that made them special. So he took them from those fools because people like that didn't deserve such gifts.
When she brought in her chosen victim his eyes lit up like a child on Christmas. He couldn't wait to see exactly she was going to do to this man. One might even think that he was pratically getting off on just the anticipation alone.
He placed his hands behind him on the cold slab of a bed, leaning back a little. "Well?" He asked, raising a brow at her. "Let's see what you've got."
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Date: 2009-07-08 05:39 pm (UTC)When she brought in her chosen victim his eyes lit up like a child on Christmas. He couldn't wait to see exactly she was going to do to this man. One might even think that he was pratically getting off on just the anticipation alone.
He placed his hands behind him on the cold slab of a bed, leaning back a little. "Well?" He asked, raising a brow at her. "Let's see what you've got."