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Post by jamesward on Apr 15, 2009 18:52:26 GMT -5
March 23rd
James stared at the phone. He had just send the twelve unanswered message to his brother's cell. He felt like kicking himself so bad right now. Why hadn't he just taken Henry with him when he got the job Nathan Petrelli offered him. Sure he had considered it, but when Amanda volunteered to watch Henry so he could finish school in New York, James gave in. Now he was regreting it. He hadn't heard anything from the two of them in months. He was just so frustrated. If only he could take off work, but a government position just doesn't open up to you and you treat it like crap. James had to work.
Thank god he was still allowed to drink at the bar across the street from his apartment. Dressed in his casual attire, James chugged with third beer. Maybe it was the fact that he had a power, but so far James hadn't felt light headed at all. It was that or he could really hold down his alcohol. James wasn't drinker, but right now, he was glad for it.
Shutting off his cell, James looked around the room. The bar was quiet, almost virtually empty except for a few drunks and the bartender. James looked over at the bartender and as she gave him a wink, he returned with a tiny smile. Least someone here was good looking and sober.
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Post by kenzie on Apr 16, 2009 14:08:28 GMT -5
Kenzie had decided to go out and play make believe. Her idea of the childhood game was acting older then she was and getting things no one ever expected her to get. At the age of twelve she had gotten her drivers licenses using a fake alias that she found in the government’s database. She had gotten yelled at by her father and by the president who told her next time ask him to drive her around. At the age of fourteen she had gotten a tattoo, which was a triquetra, but when her dad found out he called a surgeon and had it removed. Now at sixteen her big joy was going out to drink. The best part of it was that she wouldn’t get in trouble.
Her father Danko as he was called had been out on assignment for a couple weeks now and Kenzie was getting bored out of her mind. Sure she didn’t go out with friends or even have any but she liked the attention her father gave her when she messed up or when he thought that she should excel in a certain subject. It wasn’t like she had anything else to do in the nation’s capital.
She had gotten dressed up wearing a black dress and huge black circled earrings making her way to the bar. She asked the bartender for a apple martini before she looked around the room. Her eyes locked onto a man who was drinking alone. He looked cute but Kenzie would never tell him that in less she had more drinks in her.
She stared at him for a moment longer till she quickly turned away. I know him. He was involved in the government somehow. She thought for a moment now remembering his name. James Ward. He was the Press Secretary, since her father quizzed her on who was who each term a new person was elected.
She had never met this one because if she did she would have blushed and mumbled ramblings. He probably wouldn’t recognize her since she wasn’t the President's daughter who was moving into the white house or so she had heard.
He wont know me. What if someone else is meeting him here? They’ll know me. Kenzie tried to brush it off as she closed her eyes not sure what she could do. Under her eye lids a red glow appeared it almost looked like she was bleeding but she opened them revealing normal eyes as she then saw two people in the corner start to argue. Oh my god. She tried to calm down gulping down the rest of her drink sighing when the fighting stopped. She looked around the room trying to spot out if anyone noticed her as she quickly looked again back at James before looking to the bar counter.
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Post by jamesward on Apr 16, 2009 16:58:14 GMT -5
James glared at the duo who were having an argument in the corner of the bar. So much for quiet. As soon as they quieted down, James returned to drinking his beer. He really couldn't focus on anything at the moment. His mind was still on Henry. He was worried for his younger brother. The two of them were all they had left of their little family. "God I'm so stupid." James muttered to himself. "I should have never taken this job."
As James went back to drinking, he suddenly became aware of someone watching him. He didn't know who, he just had that annoying feeling a person gets when they know someone's staring at them. Using his pereferal vision, James tried to catch whoever was watching him. As a precautionary method, James' shadow snaked into the shadows the bar was casting. To the naked eye it looked like his shadow was just blending into the scenery, but in reality it was just hiding, waiting to pounce on anyone that became a threat.
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Post by kenzie on Apr 16, 2009 17:20:07 GMT -5
Kenzie wasn’t sure what she should do so she sat there freaking out in her mind just as the bartender came over to her. She looked at her empty cup to the women’s smile. Man she was screwed. “I’ll have another please.” As she got the drink she then decided to go hide in the corner so James wouldn’t see her. She sighed not sure it would work but she put on her sunglasses even if she was in a dingy dark bar it was safer to keep them on.
She walked past a drunk as he was getting up. She tripped over him spilling her drink on the chair next to James. She gave a big smile looking at him. “Sorry.” She turned looking at the bartender giving a sight nod and wave before she went to go dig herself into a hole.
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Post by jamesward on Apr 30, 2009 20:16:07 GMT -5
James looked up as a young girl came by. She tripped over a poor drunk, spilling her drink next to him. James reacted on instinct, hopping out of the way before the liquid could move over and stain his pants. His shadow reacted as well, standing still in the darkness. He gave the young girl a cheeky smile. "Hey, it's ok. It could happen to anyone." he told her.
Getting up, James grabbed a couple of napkins on the stand and started to clean up the stain. He loked at the girl and quirked an eyebrow. "Do I know you?" he asked. "You look familiar. Have I seen you around somewhere?"
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Post by kenzie on May 2, 2009 9:09:22 GMT -5
She kindly smiled at him praying to the heavens that he didn’t know who she was. “Well it seems like it always happens to me.” She never was one to talk to anyone in general but James had something about him that Kenzie took a liking to and that made her come out of her shell. “But I guess I could just be called a klutz.”
Shit. Kenzie’s heart started to beat twelve times faster when he asked if he knew her. “Um…” She pulled down her sunglasses only showing her eyes for a moment before pulling them back on. “Your James Ward right?” She knew that she knew that but she wanted to play somewhat dumb. “I’m a secretary for the government maybe that’s where you seen me.” Ok so that was a lie but she was around enough for him to think she worked there if he did in fact see her at any events.
“I’m Kenzie Da..Davenport.” That was a close one. She smiled at him as she took off her sunglasses feeling like her power wouldn’t show itself any time soon. “Nice to meet you.” Putting a hand out for him to take. It looked like she found a new game to play instead of fake the bartender, make a older man who works with her father fall for her. Kenzie Danko loved playing games and this time she was sure to win.
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Post by jamesward on May 3, 2009 9:21:20 GMT -5
James smiled at her. She seemed like a nice person. It was interesting to meet someone like her around her. He hadn't met many people besides government officials and they were boring as hell. Don't get him wrong, James liked some of the people he worked with, but sometimes, sometimes they were just to dull for his tastes.
"Yeah, that's probably where I've seen you. DC is pretty big so maybe I have seen you around." James assumed. "So who do you work for?" James asked her. His shadow retracted back to its normal position. He didn't want anyone to accidentally step into and get caught into his ability.
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Post by kenzie on May 3, 2009 9:37:55 GMT -5
Kenzie smiled at him as she shook her head. “I just work for the government in general not a certain person but I work closely with Agent Danko’s team.” She knew much about her dad’s job so why not bring him into this subject. She sat down on the seat next to him looking around hoping no one was going to show up that she knew. “So meeting anyone meeting you here?”
She wanted to forget about playing a stupid game with him knowing that her father would find out. he always had people following her which made it hard for her to do anything. “Let me buy you a drink. Its he least I could do after spilling one on your pants.”
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Post by henry on May 3, 2009 10:01:20 GMT -5
Henry knew how to get around. Wither it was by bike, bus, or whatever, Henry could easily get himself from one place to another without much effort. Especially if he could get around his with his. Currently Henry was at the in DC. He knew his brother was around, but that wasn't why he was here. Stopping in front of a bar, Henry pulled out a file from his bag. It was the file that Sylar had given him a while ago. Smirking, the boy got up.
Slipping on a pair of sunglasses, Henry walked into the bar. He wasn't exactly at legal age to drink, but at least he could pass it off. Walking in, Henry scanned around, trying to see if he could spot the guy he was looking for. He had to thank Sylar for giving him a file with almost every detail of evolved humans in it. The guy he was looking had a nifty shape shifting ability. Although, now that he was think about it, Henry might have trouble tracking down a guy who could be anyone.
As he walked in, Henry the room to see if he'd recognize anyone. Seeing nothing special, Henry walked around further in.
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Post by kenzie on May 3, 2009 10:07:38 GMT -5
Kenzie was getting annoyed by James so she left him without even a goodbye. it wasn’t like she really needed to be pleasant to him. She thought about going to another bar to get a better drink. Kenzie got up and walked now bumping into a man. She smirked, looking at him, he looked more like her age which was funny that he thought he could pull off the sun glass look. “Sorry.”
She started to walk away now turning around smiling. “You know sunglasses don’t work great here without an ID.” She was only trying to help him out knowing that he might thank her by getting her a drink. “You need one of these.” She pulled out her fake ID showing it to him. “This helps tons.”
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Post by jamesward on May 3, 2009 10:24:49 GMT -5
James was surprised she left without saying anything. It was kinda rude, but he didn't say anything about. HE just assumed she got bored. Which, when he thought about it, made him think. "I'm not boring am I?" he asked himself. Shaking his head, James returned to his drink.
As he was about to get another drink, he caught sight of something from the corner of his eye. It didn't look recognizable at first, but if he looked closer, he almost swear that it was Henry who walked into the room. It couldn't be thought because Henry should be in Queens, not DC. James then saw Kenzie walked over to the boy and tried to figure out what she was saying.
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Post by henry on May 3, 2009 10:34:07 GMT -5
Henry was surprised that someone came up to him. He hadn't expect anyone to just show up out of no where and start talking to him. Much less start dissing him or his glasses. Pearing at the girl from above them rim of him glasses, Henry asked, "What's wrong with my glasses? They can't be that bad."
Henry looked at the offered card, but he merely smirked in response. "Trust me missy, I don't need one of those flimsy little things." he told her. "They're a little out dated. Besides, Just cus I look young, doesn't mean I am." he told her arrogantly.
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Post by kenzie on May 3, 2009 10:40:19 GMT -5
“You look like you are from the 80’s.” She chuckles at him not caring if she changed her age back to her real one. She put her hands on her hips glaring at him. “Don’t call me missy. Plus I doubt you are twenty one I mean you look more like twelve.” She was getting ticked off at the boy who thought he was better then her.
She leaned in closer smirking at him as she whispered into his ear. “They aren’t outdated. You look is.” Shaking her head she sighed looking him up and down. “Yeah I just don’t buy it.” She went to walk past him to go to another bar. “No if you excuse me I have places to be and people who aren’t tacky to talk to.”
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Post by jamesward on May 3, 2009 16:12:03 GMT -5
James recognized that voice. He'd be able to pick it out of a crowd if it came down to it. Henry's voice was very distinct. It was a medium pitch vocal with a tinge of arrogance. Looking up, James saw his younger brother talking to Kenzie. Started, James stood and called out the boy's name. "Henry?"
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Post by henry on May 3, 2009 19:22:45 GMT -5
Henry looked offended as the girl called him tacky. "Sorry, but uh, did you just call me tacky?" He asked her. Taking off his glasses, Henry gave the girl a look. "I am anything but tacky. My brother, now he's tacky. So uh, I'll take your apology now and you can accompany me for a drink." he summarized for her.
Henry liked a challenge. This girl looked like she could deliver that challenge for him. Most of the girls he's been with or met were all goodie goodie. This one on the other hand was something he'd enjoy. Suddenly Henry heard something and looked up. Looking up, He was someone that looked a lot like James. The boy blinked once, and then again. "Holy crap that's my brother." he accidentally yelled out.
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