More people should carry pocket watches.

He stared at the watch intently, giving it a good look over before he began to take it apart.

Russian-make. That's beautiful.

Obviously, he didn't need to fix watches anymore. Especially not by hand. But it was just a little hobby, a quirk of his nature that was so ingrained that he couldn't just let it go. Gently, Sylar removed the balance spring.

As he pushed his glasses higher up on his nose, he sensed someone passing by. He set the watch down gently, and looked at the door. As if sensing his glance, the person on the other side of the door sped up, and Sylar smiled as he heard the stutter in their heartbeat.

Before resuming his labor, Sylar glanced at the board he had set up next to him, with the map that was so important to his...work. The red dots were overwhelming now. They represented the people that had already been tracked down. It had been four years since he had acquired the map, and it had been a job well done, in his opinion. He paused a moment to remove a blue pin, and replaced it with a green one. He had to remember to look at that pin later.

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Be with me always - take any form - drive me mad! only do not leave me in this abyss, where I cannot find you!

Hiro quickly got his coffe, and was making his way out the door when he saw a girl luaghing in a nervouse looking way. Maybe she had seen him and was freaking out.

He slowly went up to her side.
"Are you okay?" he asked in his obviouse Japanese accent. Though his english was much better than it was four years ago when he first started learning when he came to America for the first time. Through pausing time then teleporting of course...

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Married Cloud Strife 9/17/08

The red-head stuffed her shoes back into their box and stood, brushing off her long skirt. Her shoulders still shook with laughter and she couldn't wipe of her grin. "No, I'm fine...I just saw you. And I thought..impossible! Then I re-thought," she replied, her hands moving in circles as if she was trying to propel him forward through her thought process.

It was one of her oddities. Mallory, although very eloquent sometimes often thought faster than she talk and as a consequence her mind only pieced together partial sentences. And while, they made perfect sense to her as she had already gone through the motions of thinking it through, the listener was often left with more questions than answers. "Did ya get that?" She questioned with an opened mouth smile and a raise of her brows.

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Set 1: Nurr | Set 2: Me

The large scarlet bike weaved in and out the traffic with ease. Kendra Miller steered the bike with ease, with the more awkward moments beng aided with her telekinesis. The wind billowed Kendra's long black hair wildly behind her, she preferred not to wear a crash helmet. It wasn't as if she needed the protection it gave normal people.

"Kendra, turn left then go down the straight road and hit the first right. Get off the bike and make way for an alleyway behind a nightclub called D@mNation. The contact should be there if everything has went according to plan" Peter Petrelli contacted Kendra with his telepathy.

"Copy that Gold Leader" Kendra replied back to Peter mentally.

Kendra followed the instructions to the letter, as per Peter's request. Pulling the bike over at the designated stop. Kendra dismebarked the bike, and turned off her iPod. Walking cautiously towards the alleyway at the back of the club, Kendra called out.

"I was sent by the Dreamer. I've come to take you back to the Barn"

There was an silence only countered by the muted sounds of the Club behind the alley. Kendra walked a little further in, keeping her senses fully aware of her surroundings.

"I said...the Dreamer sent me. I've come to.." Kendra called out again, but was cut off by a voice that sent chills up her spine.

"take me back to the barn? I know" the male voice replied as he slowly began to walk out from the shadows, a beam of light shone on his face. Revealing what Kendra had already suspected.

"Ando!" she called out half in disbelief.

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Kit smiled as the last of the trampoliners left before jumping...flying rather into the air triumphantly as her father closed the curtains on the windows. "You're getting better at it darling" "Thanks dad" she replied as she nimbly floated down in front of her father, "You think the Others will be able to find us?" He frowned, "Nope, as long as you don't use your power like you did a while ago." Kit grinned and then bounced on her trampoline again, "Okay. I'll do it."

"Remind me again why we have to keep sneaking around like this?" Eden asked after Claude stopped her from moving forward, stopping her from running to a family. "I can go up to the ticket booth and get us a couple tickets to New York."

"You see," responded Claude a bit roughly. "I'm used to sneaking around like this. No one to see us. No fuss. Otherwise we end up getting seen." He jabbed a finger at the television box hanging from the corner in the waiting room. She followed his finger to see a government warning about evolved humans. People like them.

"Fine," she resignedly said. "You're right. What's next?"

"Well, we board that plane to New York, find this Mohinder Suresh, follow him around for two weeks, and head back here," he answered. "Did I miss any..." A loud bang interrupted Claude and it was only luck that spared him from being shot by a Department of Homeland Security agent.

"Run!" he bade Eden, seizing her hand and running off, away from the two agents. Being on the move allowed them to dodge the three or four bullets fired at their direction.

"Why can't you just turn invisible?" asked Eden as they swiftly turned around the corner.

"Because they see us," he retorted. "Infrared goggles, anything!" He swore as another bullet narrowly missed him. "Must be bloody desperate to shoot us in the open." They continued to run.

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I was cured all right.

Hiro thought for a moment, then a grin pulled itself across his face. Lately, he wasn't one to grin. And he looked different then he did four years ago, wearing contacts instead of glasses, and having a go-tee. And right now he wore a nice suit.
"I get it. You saw me at the door. But... you re-thought? Didn't catch all that? Could you explain better?" he said, scratching his head then taking a sip of his coffee. He had all the time in the world, all the time. From here, he could be anywhere in the world in a split second, not to mention he could control time...

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Rose heard footsteps but kept her head down. She remained still and waited. A shadow passed infront of the alley as a man -very short and very skinny- passed by. One quick glance through red locks said that he wasn't her man. But she knew he would pass soon. She knew what roads he took to get home from his lab, perfecting the formula to give anyone special abilities. Rose had followed him for a month now, while tracking down what she called 'specials' that were in town. For her the world consisted of two types of people. 'Specials' and 'normals'. The names themselves gave away what they were.

And then each of those types were split into two categaories which were also self explanitory. The specials had either heroes or villians. To Rose, it didn't matter if you were a hero or villian special, unless you had a good reason to live, you were going to die. In the category of normal, there were innocents and minglers. Padestrians who walked around, obliviouse to the strunges between specials and their own kind, who kept out of trouble and sometimes did what they could to stay alive in this crazy world were innocents. Minglers were those normals who chose to fight back for their kind against specials. Or helped the specials. They mingled with them in either good or bad ways, mostly bad. The normals that belonged to the Company were minglers. Rose herself was a mingler. While her deceased family had been innocents.

That was how she saw the people of the world. In those four categories, in those two types. Call her prejudice, but she had a reason that seemed good enough for her to be that way.

Rose pulled herself out of thought when she heard another pair of footsteps, waiting to see if this pair would be the ones she was looking, waiting for...

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Married Cloud Strife 9/17/08

She took a deep breath and gestured for the man to follow. "Come on, walk with me. I don't know if you want people catching full conversations. I saw you appear, from nowhere. And then I thought I was being completely ridiculous, but then I re-thought. It is completely possible. Isn't it?" She finished once again, breathless. Her words although slow at first returned to their quick cadence once again. "Understand?" She reiterated.

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Set 1: Nurr | Set 2: Me

((Actually, since no one has stolen HRG yet, I'd like to steal him too, if that's not too much trouble, Phoenix. I'll gladly give him up if someone wants him in the future.))

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((Noo, feel free to nab him. He's all yours ))

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"It is possible," Hiro said, "I am a hero. I bend time and space."

Hiro still had a habbit of telling others about his ability sometimes as if it were a trophy to show off...

(ack... short post...)

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Married Cloud Strife 9/17/08

Kendra stared at the man in front of her for what seemed like hours. She began shaking her head slowly.
"This can't be..." she trailed off "They took you. We thought you were..." she stumbled over her words. She lowered her head for a brief moment before looking back up at him, her eyes welling up with tears.
"Ando..." she managed to utter to him before running over to him and hugging him tightly. "I've missed you so much"

Ando held her close, staying silent to let her vent her emotions. Softly he spoke up "I missed you too"

"I'm gonna kill Petrelli" Kendra said mockingly with a wicked grin, wiping the faint tears away.

Ando gave Kendra a look of concern, "We can't stay here. We have to get moving. They'll notice I'm gone and send agents out after me."

Kendra nodded, her face was etched with determination.
"I have transport" her lips creased into a cheeky grin, tilting her head over towards her bike. "But first" she continued, slipping her hands into his. "I need to know one thing"

She leaned her face up to his and kissed him softly. They stood for a moment in a loving embrace, before Kendra pulled away smiling.
"Oh yeah" she grinned "Your my Ando"

She grasped his left hand and began to walk hastily towards the parked motorbike.

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The red-head stopped in her tracks for a moment and chuckled again. "Well, that was not hard to admit up to. Time and space, huh? Well, that must be awefully convenient. Right?" She smiled, she supposed some people were just freer with that type of information.

Mallory raised her free hand and held it out in a polite gesture, "I'm Mallory Smith. And you are?"

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Set 1: Nurr | Set 2: Me

Kendra and Ando began walking towards the parked Suzuki motorbike.
The happy silence was interupted by two grubby looking men. There clothing was old and tattered, there faces stained with dirt and grime. Both were unkempt and unshaven.

"Your money. Hand it over..." one of the men spoke up, his voice was gravelly and harsh. One too many nicotine sticks more than likely. "Now!" he finished, pushing his jacket forward, motioning that he had a gun.

Kendra rolled her eyes at them both.
"We don't have any money, now beat it!" she seethed

"We ain't messing lady. If you ain't got cash, we'll take whatever we can get" the other one piped up bravely.

"Are you deaf as well as stupid? I already told you, we have nothing. Now get lost before this gets ugly" Kendra roared back at him, pointing her finger at him angrily.

The man with the gun, swiftly pulled it out from his jacket and aimed it at Kendra. "Wrong answer"

In the seconds it took him to pull the trigger, he was pushed backwards into a wall across the street in a blaze of red energy.
"We have to go now!" Ando said with haste in his voice. "We've attracted too much un-needed attention"

"Y-Yeah" Kendra stuttered back
"Pete. Come get us and make it quick."

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Kit blinked, seeing a blaze of red streak across the street through the curtains. In a flash, she zoomed to the window, opening it in time to see the red die down around Ando and Kendra.

"Dad!!!" she shouted, "We have to get out of here!"Her dad opened the door, "I know, I heard them, your stuff's ready, let's go." With that, Kit and her dad hurried out and away from the trouble, hoping they won't get noticed.

((Do you want Kendra and/or Ando to notice Kit?))

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