The smell of ozone and burnt flesh filled his nose as she sent another attack down on her victim. Not that Sylar really cared. The man seemed like an idiot, a mindless thug, the type of person the world would be better off without.
Sure, Sylar himself was a murderer, but he liked to think of himself as an enlightened one.
"He doesn't have much endurance, does he?" He asked with a smirk as his dark eyes glanced down at Jesse for a moment before looking back to Elle.
This little display was probably the best thing that had happened to him since he got thrown into this place.
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Date: 2009-07-08 06:14 pm (UTC)Sure, Sylar himself was a murderer, but he liked to think of himself as an enlightened one.
"He doesn't have much endurance, does he?" He asked with a smirk as his dark eyes glanced down at Jesse for a moment before looking back to Elle.
This little display was probably the best thing that had happened to him since he got thrown into this place.