Date: 2009-10-28 05:37 am (UTC)
Sylar cried out in pain, flying back into the ground as she shocked him. He hadn't been shocked this hard since that day in the cell with her. It was almost refershing to feel the familiar sensation again.

Key word was almosy.

He lied there, groaning for a moment as his skin knitted back together. He finally pushed himself back off the ground, smirking a little.

"Now, now, Elle, is that anyway to greet me?"
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