watchmakers_son: (man in the long black coat)
Gabriel Gray ([personal profile] watchmakers_son) wrote2007-12-01 10:48 pm

1910 Ezekiel Drive, Seattle, WA

Crossing into another world feels no different from crossing into his own. It's late afternoon, the sun hanging low in the sky but not truly setting yet; water keeps dripping from his clothes as he steps onto the porch and lets the back door of Frank Black's house swing closed.

For whatever reason, they've painted it a garishly bright yellow. Sylar eyes the outer wall, then skates his fingers over the doorframe as he pauses, listening for --

There. Childishly high sobs from around the corner.

With a smile, he lifts his fingers away and begins to follow them.
myloveisblue: (introducing the devil herself)

[personal profile] myloveisblue 2007-12-02 05:03 am (UTC)(link)
At first glance, there's nothing at all unusual about the dark-haired woman standing on the sidewalk across the street, watching the yellow house.

Except that now, of course, she's watching him too.
myloveisblue: (lucy butler)

[personal profile] myloveisblue 2007-12-02 05:49 am (UTC)(link)
She smiles.



That's all. She doesn't wave, nor does she call out, nor approach. She just stands there watching him, with that tiny smile on her face.

It's almost as though she's waiting for something.
myloveisblue: (introducing the devil herself)

[personal profile] myloveisblue 2007-12-02 06:17 am (UTC)(link)
Her smile widens.

...I heard the voice of the beast say...

"Come and see."

...and I looked, and behold...

She tips her head back, inviting him to cross over to her.

Her eyes don't leave his.
myloveisblue: (lucy butler)

[personal profile] myloveisblue 2007-12-02 06:58 am (UTC)(link)
"If you just stop like that, they're going to notice you."

There's no one on the street besides them.

She doesn't appear to care.

"I don't think that's what you want."
myloveisblue: (lucy butler)

[personal profile] myloveisblue 2007-12-02 07:40 am (UTC)(link)
"Can't you?"

She studies him in return, and she doesn't blink.

A few seconds pass, and then she nods toward the yellow house.

"He's not there, you know."
myloveisblue: (lucy butler)

[personal profile] myloveisblue 2007-12-02 08:06 am (UTC)(link)
"But you are concerned with him," she counters.



"She's very upset."
myloveisblue: (introducing the devil herself)

[personal profile] myloveisblue 2007-12-02 08:19 am (UTC)(link)
"Not only children."

The dark joy in the laughter hidden underneath her simple words is still disturbingly clear.

She's already turning away from him, looking up the quiet Seattle street.

"Come on."
myloveisblue: (introducing the devil herself)

[personal profile] myloveisblue 2007-12-02 08:34 am (UTC)(link)
"Because you're not going to interfere."

One blink and he'll miss it: the first moment she's turned away from him, and the next she's facing him again, her own unwavering look as brightly cold and challenging as that of a serpent.

The tiny smile is back, too.

"But all the same, I think you might be able to help."
myloveisblue: (lucy butler)

[personal profile] myloveisblue 2007-12-02 09:00 am (UTC)(link)
"I'm not what you think I am."

She's still smiling, and doesn't look worried or threatened by his stance.

"It's a shame Frank can't introduce us. What would he tell me about you, I wonder?"
myloveisblue: (introducing the devil herself)

[personal profile] myloveisblue 2007-12-02 09:35 am (UTC)(link)
"Wouldn't I?"

As he focuses more closely on her, her smile widens once more, and this time it's tinged with a hint of triumph.

(come and see)

Everything about her is suddenly shifting (tall short dark pale a man a woman human inhuman Legion) and blurred, and it's hard to see her clearly in the (dark light unlight hidden shadows twisting) afternoon sunlight here on this empty street.

She smiles again (white teeth like knives) and remains still, watching him and waiting.
myloveisblue: (lucy butler)

[personal profile] myloveisblue 2007-12-03 03:52 am (UTC)(link)
"Nothing's wrong, is there?"

She blinks. Once.


Everything else remains quiet. There hasn't even been a single car driving by.
myloveisblue: (lucy butler)

[personal profile] myloveisblue 2007-12-03 04:15 am (UTC)(link)
"I could ask you the same thing. In fact--"

This time, her smile is almost enchantingly sweet.


Almost.

"--why don't we talk about that? I think there may be a way for us to both get what we want."
myloveisblue: (lucy butler)

[personal profile] myloveisblue 2007-12-03 06:40 am (UTC)(link)
"Don't worry. They're not going anywhere." She doesn't spare a single look for the yellow house or its occupants.

Distinct satisfaction is clear just the same.

"Frank won't be home tonight, either," she adds. "He's very busy right now."


"Which means we have time."

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