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Post by General Admin on Apr 21, 2009 17:44:30 GMT -5
April 15, 2009 -- Gabriel Gray was bored and by bored it was meant that he hadn’t killed anyone for their powers. Mr. Gray was taking it slow meaning lying low and just standing in the background not showing his face or get involved with people. It was completely out of his character, but he really didn’t care. He was doing this because he had something bigger. He had a crazy idea to do. He wasn’t going to speak on that. He sighed as he decided to tweet. He was addicted to that website. Surprisingly he hadn’t said anything about murdering. He wasn’t that stupid. He wasn’t going to have the police or even the Company find him and drag him off to Level Five. Level Five was creepy as it was and he didn’t want to go back to that facility. Not in this life-time. He tweeted about going relocating to California and going to college again. The clock business wasn’t his thing. He decided that he would enroll himself at a local junior college in California. That was something for him to do for the time being. He after all could shape shift. Though no one on the west coast would know his face expect for Claire and yet here he was enrolling at the local junior college by her hometown. Oh well, he enrolled at the college as the kid he stole the ability from. What he looks like He enrolled as a High School Student. How lovely of him. He then decided to head to the High School to see if he could find an old friend. He was dearly bored. He headed to the High School and wondered around the campus as the school bell rang, not paying attention he ran into someone. He wasn’t himself. He was still the shape shifter.
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Post by maiwolf on Apr 29, 2009 16:19:59 GMT -5
It had been a while since anything really strange had happened to her. Sure, she was still a person who just had to have an ability. Sure, her sister was Elle, and life with Elle was never boring. Sure, she still had Child (the rambunctious puppy wasn’t too trilled about her going to school). But nothing truly strange had happened. Unless, of course, you count the fact that Elle sent her to a normal school. Frankly, Riley didn’t are. Her power did nothing anyway.
The girl had been going to this school for a month now. That meant a month away from the humans like her. That meant a month of not ‘stalking’ Sylar. A month of normalcy. Well, near-normalcy, seeing as she was fully two years younger than anyone else in her class. The girl didn’t care, tough. Sticks and stones… well, they never touched her… but words had no effect on her. She’d been through this all before.
Riley considered putting her hair up in a pony. After a few tries, all which ended in failure, the girl stopped and just pushed her blond hair behind her ears. The first bell had rung, but, lucky Riley, the girl’s first period class was art. The teacher never cared about tardiness. The school was bad about that, too. Riley began to walk leisurely to class. She didn’t know that she wouldn’t make it there any time soon.
Right before the boy walked into her, he bounced off her shield. Riley didn’t feel the impact—why would she, she’d been hit with way heavier objects including, but not limited to, her sister’s electricity and, nearly, Sylar’s rage (something she never wanted to feel again)—but she saw the boy stumble backward. A slight grin lit her face. She didn’t know the boy, just like she didn’t know a lot of people, but she didn’t care.
“Sorry for jostling you.” She said, nearly politely. Her face still bore that smile, though. It was a smile that seemed to be mutated out of niceness and stubborn unrelenting… Rileyness. It was hard for Riley to never be stubborn. “Hey!” She exclaimed suddenly. After peering closer at him, she realized she recognized how he held himself. She blinked. “Do I know you from somewhere?”
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Post by General Admin on Apr 30, 2009 8:59:50 GMT -5
Sylar really didn’t know why he wanted to check on Riley. Perhaps it was because he was just bored out of his mind and he wanted to see what she was doing. He hadn’t seen her in a month and it was kind of annoying. He missed his little stalker and that was kind of an odd thing to say. But she was fun to be around and nowadays it was slightly boring.
It was hard to even imagine a month without Riley. Though it was probably good for him, but for some reason he didn’t go on his killing sprees. Those killing sprees used to be the thrill of his life and nowadays it just seemed as if it was just a boring thing. He really needed to get into the mood of murdering again. He needed new abilities – then again he was just happy with his abilities. Which was kind of odd for him.
Sylar wasn’t paying attention as he ran right into Riley. He bounced off her shield. He tilted his head as he stumbled backwards. His narrowed his eyes at her as a slight grin lit her face. Did she know that he was Sylar? He wondered to himself. He just glanced at her and placed his hands in his pockets as he watched the other students, walk by and stare at the two of them.
He raised an eyebrow when Riley said in polite tone that she was sorry for jostling him. That was not typical Riley. Riley was stubborn. He didn’t want to blow his cover, so he just decided to play with her little game. It had to be a little game. He blinked at her as she peered closer to him. Great He thought to himself as she asked him if she knew him from somewhere. He shook his head, “I don’t think so”
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Post by maiwolf on May 3, 2009 22:31:35 GMT -5
Riley didn’t know who it was in front of her, but she did know that she knew him from somewhere. He was just so familiar, he did things that someone she knew did often. But, for some strange reason, who that person was didn’t come to her mind! She wasn’t going to stand there and act like Pooh Bear, huddled in a thinking position. No, she’d wait patiently for it to come, even if the opportunity for her to figure it out passed. That’s usually what happened anyway, and Riley wouldn’t deny that.
No, this was someone she knew, and the nagging didn’t let up. It was killing her… wait! Killing her! A wide, nearly maniacal grin came upon her face as she recognized him. It was the raising of the eyebrow that gave him away. But her mind blanked. How could Gabriel be this little kid? Even if he had somehow reversed time so he was a teenager again, Riley didn’t think he’d ever look like this. No, Gabriel wouldn’t ever look like this, he couldn’t! This kid was… he was not Gabriel. Riley narrowed her eyes at him and crossed her arms. She would play his game. He’d probably stolen someone’s power to make him look like anyone.
“No,” she decided finally, and grinned. Her arm were still crossed, her eyes no longer narrowed. “No, I don’t believe I’ve met you before.” The corners of her mouth twitched, and she had to turn to hide the large grin that came through only a moment later. She made the full-blown smile transform itself into a cough. When she turned back, only her eyes still showed that she had ever had any insight at all. If he was Gabriel, then the man would know that the next words to come out of her mouth were complete blasphemy. “I’m a little allergic, sorry about that.”
The girl set the most serious face that she could muster at a time like this. The only way someone could tell that she wasn’t serious was if they knew her well enough—and Gabriel did—was that twinkle of stubbornness and a sparkle of a smile. But her face was serious, and she glared at the boy like she would Gabriel if he’d done something wrong. The only problem was that Gabriel was usually taller than her, which made glaring at the boy rather hard. Oh why was Gabriel trying to mess her up?
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Post by General Admin on May 5, 2009 10:01:53 GMT -5
Oh how Sylar wished he had killed a telepath for their ability at this moment in time. He wanted to know what the hell Riley was thinking. It was probably scary to even think about what was going on in a fourteen year olds head. However, it really didn’t matter. He could take guess on what she was thinking of. Probably her sister or himself. Or maybe she finally got a boyfriend and she would leave him alone. Ha! He could dream couldn’t he?
He had to try and act like a teenager. He just had to act like one. It was his freaking destiny to act like a teenager. It didn’t quite make any sense. Why was a twenty-eight year old asking like a teenager? All he wanted to know what Riley was up to and figured it would be best for him to shape shift and just find out himself without revealing himself. However, he wasn’t sure if he was doing a good job of it. He really needed to have Teenager 101 again. He was bad at this. Perhaps she know. She had to know. She always knew.
Okay Sylar was sick of playing this little game. He glanced around the rest of the people that were walking about. He wasn’t going to change. He wasn’t going to change into a man. Dear god that would just be wrong. The Police might come and he would have to kill them. And that would ruin Riley’s schooldays. Not that he really cared about messing up her schooldays. He just enjoyed having her a way from him. He gave a sigh. “Actually, we have met, I’m just lying” He finally admitted as he shook his head when she said that she was a bit allergic.
He didn’t say anything as he closed his eyes and disappeared. He turned invisible. He really didn’t care if any of the children saw him use ability. Because some of the teenagers nowadays used drugs and wouldn’t noticed something like that. Some of the teenagers weren’t as smart as Riley which was probably good in his mind. He walked towards her with his invisibility form and whisper. “Hello, Riley” He said in his regular voice, not showing himself. He had a feeling that she knew where he would be. She was a bright teenager.
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Post by maiwolf on May 6, 2009 11:55:34 GMT -5
Whatever Gabriel was thinking, Riley didn’t know. And whatever Gabriel was thinking, she didn’t want to know. Riley was pretty sure if she got into Gabriel’s mind that she would explode. His mind was so different than everyone else’s mind, so much different that even the psychopaths or the insane people would die. Or maybe… just maybe… the girl would understand Gabriel’s mind… could understand Gabriel’s mind. She certainly descended from parents that had been nearly the same. And Elle, well Elle was different anyway. But Elle was Riley’s sister, so Riley wasn’t going to broach upon that subject.
Riley was trying her absolute best not to crack up, crack a smile, do anything that would give her knowing who he was away. When he admitted that he wasn’t whom he was portraying, Riley about snorted. She kept the snort in only forcefully, and made no sudden move or sudden anything, instead just staring the kid in the eyes. Gabriel would choose on his own time to tell her who he actually was. Any prying from Riley would result in another Columbine, she didn’t doubt, even if Riley was Gabriel’s own personal stalker.
Riley wasn’t surprised when Gabriel disappeared. In fact, she had been waiting for that to happen, she just didn’t know how he’d express himself. At least he hadn’t expressed himself by exploding, or trying to kill her. Riley wasn’t too sure that she was actually safe around him or not. Gabriel wasn’t exactly the best with keeping promises or whatever. Riley wondered absently how many people he’d killed since her absence… and why in the world he was stalking her now.
When he whispered a hello, she rolled her eyes, immediately giving up her good-girl act. “Gabriel, you don’t have to hide. I knew who you were nearly from the get-go.” She crossed her arms, and stared at the approximation of where the kid-Gabriel’s eyes would be… if he hadn’t transformed. “You should really learn how to walk like a teenager, act like a teenager! I doubt anyone would fall for your act; stick to adults.” She was really going on a limb remarking on Gabriel’s proficiency in any given form. He might be mad; he might want to kill her. “Anyway, how’re you doing? Why’d you come to find me? Get worried?”
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Post by General Admin on May 8, 2009 9:21:45 GMT -5
Gabriel began to wonder why he was even here. He just wanted to see what Riley was up. He hadn’t received any calls or anything from her and it worried him. Actually it relived him. However, deep down inside he was lost without her stalking him and that was awkward for him. He always had someone stalking him and yet for the past few days or months. He had lost count that he didn’t have anyone to stalk him and it just kind of upset him. It discomposed him dearly.
He knew that he was doing his worst. He really should have thought out on how to act like a teenager. Really he should have. He was probably getting stares from the rest of this godforsaken school. He was seriously glad he wasn’t a student here. He would have to blown up the school or something after his first day of school. Then the Company would be on his ass or something like that and to be honest he really didn’t want that. He wanted the Company to stay clear of him.
Then he did the unthinkable. He disappeared. He teleported and used invisibility at the same time. He loved using abilities twice at once. It was really fun and he really didn’t care if that set off an alarm in this area. The Company was probably watching. Oh how he didn’t care if the Company was watching. He really didn’t know why in the world he was concerned about the Company at the particular moment in time. Perhaps it was because he was with a person that was connected to the Company in a certain way.
He rolled his eyes as he stayed invisible and noticed that she had changed from her good-girl act to her regular act. About damn time he thought to himself. He was sick of listening to her good-girl act. He wanted her regular act back. He shook his head as she said that he didn’t have the hide. “Yeah, yeah” He muttered as he looked into her eyes and he showed himself, still as the teenager. “Yeah, I should really act like a teenager, and I wasn’t going to revive my normal self, you know people in this town will think I’m a sexual predator” He said shaking his head as she then asked why he was here. He knew that she was going to ask. “I got bored and decided to come to California, got sick of New York"
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Post by maiwolf on May 10, 2009 16:10:31 GMT -5
Riley was relieved that Gabriel had actually shown up. This month was particularly aggravating because she had not seen or talked to another enhanced person since that time long ago. Elle didn’t count. And Riley really needed Gabriel because of who he was. She hadn’t really spent any time with anyone else, at least not of her own age. And, for that matter, she hadn’t spent time with anyone as much as Gabriel. It didn’t matter, either, that Gabriel could at any moment kill her, or that, at any moment, he could kill any other person in this school.
It didn’t matter, either, that Gabriel probably could blow up the whole of the US with just a twitch of his pinky finger.
Gabriel was here. Since Gabriel was here, Riley assumed he needed to say something, do something, tell her something. Gabriel wasn’t just here for nothing. Gabriel never just went anywhere for nothing. He was here because he had something to tell her, or at least to see that she was alright. But why, then, did he actually have to bump into her (or maybe it was the other way around?)? That wasn’t Gabriel’s way. Then again, Riley didn’t even know Gabriel’s way (because act first, ask questions later hadn’t been working with him as of late).
When Gabriel re-showed himself, still as the teenager, Riley grinned. “A sexual predator, huh? Normally teens wouldn’t notice. They’d probably just think you were a substitute teacher or something.” She shrugged. If she hadn’t known him, she would have guessed that. But, of course, she knew Gabriel. She thought she knew Gabriel. “Lots of people here at this school would love for you to be a substitute teacher, no matter if you’re a killer or not.” Riley certainly wouldn’t care.
The last bell for class rang. Riley swung her head to the bell-box (otherwise known as the speaker box) and growled, “As if we didn’t know already.” She said, and shook her head. Then, “Uh-oh, a Supervisor caught sight of us.”
It wasn’t that hard, really. Riley and Gabriel were the only two people around in this particular hallway. Riley rolled her eyes as the Supervisor approached. The Supervisor was a genial man, and he smiled easily. “Hello, Riley. Mrs. Dunlap say you could stay out past the final bell today, too?” Riley shrugged, “She probably would have if I would have asked her. This is a new guy, his name’s Gabriel.” Riley said, bringing Gabriel into the conversation. “He’ll only be here for a couple months, he says. I was actually just showing him his first class.”
The Supervisor raised an eyebrow at Riley. Apparently he knew her a little too well. But he wasn’t going to say anything. “Alright, go on and show him his first class. But Riley, if I catch you out after final bell rings again, you will go to detention.” The Supervisor walked away. Riley let out a breath. “He’s nice, but I wouldn’t try to disobey him.” Then Riley grinned, mischievously of course. “Welcome to school, ‘Sylar.’” What was ironic was that Riley never used Gabriel’s other name.
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Post by General Admin on May 19, 2009 11:31:46 GMT -5
Sylar began to wonder why he would show up. He didn’t understand why he would absolutely care about Riley. It just seemed kind of awkward for him to even be in this certain situation, but he was going to get through this situation. He was indeed going to get through it. He was miserable without friends and the only friend he thought he still had was Riley. It seemed awkward in Sylar’s mind, but he assumed that Riley and he were good friends.
“Oh I See I could have been a damn substitute teacher, I seriously should start thinking again” He said shaking his head. He had no clue what the hell was wrong with him, but he wasn’t acting like himself perhaps it was being sick. He had been sick for quiet a while and when he was sick, he did foolish things that weren’t normal for him – like not killing people or anything else that was obscure. He raised an eyebrow. “Maybe I’ll be a substitute teacher tomorrow” He said as he sneezed. He covered up his month as he sneeze. “Damn allegories”
“Shall I kill him/her?” He asked in a sarcastic tone. It really wasn’t appreciated to even say that about a supervisor, but who really cared? He just raised an eyebrow as the supervisor came over to them. He just gave a weak smile as Riley and the man began to have a conversation. He shurruged his shoulders back and nodded at the man. “Yes, I have only been in town for a couple of months, but today is indeed my first ever day here, sir” He said with an evil grin. It was probably a bad idea to give the man an evil grin, but he had something in stored for him.
“Pleasure to meet you, sir” He said as he watched the supervisor walk away. He turned away from Riley and rubbed his hands together making a little spark. He then smirked and flicked a spark at the teacher’s head. It was only a little spark and didn’t do much harm. He just laughed and turned to Riley. “My bad” He muttered as he raised an eyebrow to Riley who welcomed him to the school and it was ironic indeed because she had just called him by his ‘serial killer’ name. He gave a weak smile. “Not here, Riley” He said as he shook his head.
[[sry if it doesn't make any sense...slowly finding my muse for him lmao.]]
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Post by maiwolf on May 21, 2009 22:13:38 GMT -5
Riley still didn’t know why Gabriel was here. In fact, she didn’t know what she was still doing disobeying the Supervisor. She knew him. He’d tell, and he’d get her in trouble for all his kind heart. He stuck to the rules. Riley watched him go with a scowl, crossing her arms. It was an unconscious gesture. It was a gesture Gabriel might have noticed, and possibly missed.
But why did Riley care? It was Gabriel who hadn’t come to seek her out. And Elle had forbid her from seeking Gabriel. Elle had strictly prohibited Riley from seeing the man she was following (stalking more like it). Riley didn’t know why, and she had been frustrated. But, slowly, she became aware of Elle’s reasoning. If Riley stayed away from Gabriel, she’d know if he really wanted her back with him or not—as a stalker if not as a friend.
Riley glanced at the kid-Gabriel when he rubbed his hands together. Her eyebrows raised, and she stifled a laugh as the spark reached the man’s head. She had to turn around to make sure the man didn’t see her laughing, but her back was shaking so much from the laughter it hurt to hold it in. She screwed her eyes shut, and took a couple deep breaths. By the time she turned around, the man had already shaken his head and left.
“You’re so horrible, Gabriel.” She said through clenched teeth, but the laughter in her eyes still showed. She looked at the man-teenager, and thought she saw the familiar spark of Gabriel there, but wasn’t too sure. In fact, all she really saw was an attractive teen that looked like he’d just done something wrong. But wasn’t that what Gabriel looked like anyway, only not in teen form?
“Why not here, Gabriel?” Riley asked suddenly, Gabriel’s last statement catching in her mind. “I didn’t mean any bad connotation to using the name other [/u] people call you. I thought it might have just been—“ Gabriel’s statement of ‘not here’ had caught her off guard. Had he done something this past month? Had he killed people? Riley blinked, a confused look adorning her face. Then she smiled, “Oh, you don’t want me speaking your name? I know you won’t kill anyone.” [/blockquote]
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Post by General Admin on May 25, 2009 10:18:28 GMT -5
Sylar saw the gesture in question. However, he really didn’t care about the gesture he was too busy thinking of a diabolical plan. He loved to think up evil schemes. However, that was just who he was and he wasn’t going unwillingly not give up his random evil schemes. He loved his evil schemes – even if they were childish.
The twenty-eight year old was a bit childish. He was a big childish man. If he never got his way he would use his abilities and annoy people with them it was the only way he seemed to have fun and he loved to play pranks with his abilities also. He had a feeling that Elle Riley’s sister wouldn’t let her seek him out anymore. He was kind of sad on this and he wanted to see her and he sought her out.
Sylar had missed having his own stalker. Telling him what not to do and what to do. He was dull and lifeless without Riley and he came back to see her. Even if he was in a shape shifter form. He shrugged his shoulders back and smirked as he sent the sparks flying towards the supervisor. He looked over at Riley who was laughing. He just didn’t say anything. He was going to love having fun at this school. If he could take it; however, knowing himself he would leave soon. Be bored out of his mind.
He nodded at Riley giving a smile. “Of course, I’m horrible” He said shaking his head knowing that she was trying hard not laugh. However, her eyes told the story that she was laughing. He just shook his head again. He sighed as he looked at his watch. He wondered what he could do for a day. He needed to do…something. Something to entertain himself for the day and he wondered what that could be.
He just looked at her with a deer in the headlight look – unsure what she was talking about. He then realized what she was talking about. He sighed. He didn’t want her to use his name. For god sake’s he was just trying to act like a teenager and he didn’t need his cover to be blown. He didn’t need the Company to know that he as posing as a teenager. “I don’t want you to mention it because this is Costa Verde and you know damn well that some people from the Company are here and I don’t want to spend time in a cell in level five” He snapped with anger in his eyes.
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