"What," Jesse hissed, weakly trying to get up, even though his cuffed hands made it difficult, "the fuck."
He blearily looked over to Sylar's laid back form, and then to Elle--she smiled with anticipation, electricity already cupped in her palm.
"Hello to you too," she quipped, turning slightly to Sylar. "Gabriel, this is Jesse. Jesse, you can call Gabriel Sylar."
Jesse managed to sit. "What the hell is--"
Elle faked a yawn--bor-ing--before letting out on her unfortunate victim, just enough to flay a little skin and definitely enough that his gurgled yells echoed off the walls.
She stopped, heard the sizzling of the metal cuffs on Jesse's wrist, and smiled. "You fucking bitch," he choked out after a few moments.
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Date: 2009-07-08 05:49 pm (UTC)He blearily looked over to Sylar's laid back form, and then to Elle--she smiled with anticipation, electricity already cupped in her palm.
"Hello to you too," she quipped, turning slightly to Sylar. "Gabriel, this is Jesse. Jesse, you can call Gabriel Sylar."
Jesse managed to sit. "What the hell is--"
Elle faked a yawn--bor-ing--before letting out on her unfortunate victim, just enough to flay a little skin and definitely enough that his gurgled yells echoed off the walls.
She stopped, heard the sizzling of the metal cuffs on Jesse's wrist, and smiled. "You fucking bitch," he choked out after a few moments.
"That's me," she drawled.