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Post by nortons99 on Nov 11, 2008 18:20:25 GMT -5
Sam wanted to walk over to Claire and help Tracy, Nathan's wife, comfort her. He should have the right to do so now that they were a couple. He hated seeing Claire like this, but he couldn't do anything for he was carrying the coffin. The silence was then cut of from Sylar's rage. He rolled his eyes. How could such a thing happen, especially at a funeral. He continued to walk with the other five to the gravesite. They were only moments away.
As he continued, he turned a quick glance at Claire. He mouth the words, "I love you." He hoped she could understand what he said. He loved Claire, and felt hurt for what happened. Her father saved his life, and knew it was the right thing to do. Show respect to the man. Nathan.
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Post by blackregret214 on Nov 12, 2008 0:10:26 GMT -5
Peter continued to pull the coffin. He then heard a voice. Knowing it was Sylar he listened. But he could not believe what Sylar was thinking. He couldn't let him go alone. It was Sylar's fault as is his own. But then Sylar yelled out before he could respond to him. Sylar told Angela that he would take a visit to Level Five and not return. Peter was worried, his own twin brother. He couldn't let him do this alone. "I will go too." he said as he looked back at Sylar. I ain't letting you do this alone. It is both equally our fault. He then looked at Claire and saw the hatred and agreement in her eyes. He could tell that the also wanted him there. "Sorry Nathan." he whispered to himself, then hung his head in shame.
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Post by General Admin on Nov 12, 2008 0:32:48 GMT -5
No I made you this mess and it's my fault, Pete you don't deserve any of this. Your destiny isn't a cell, you have potential. I have no more potential...I don't. Mom said my destiny was to be in a cell and that is what it is going to be. Father even said it... He thought to Peter. He didn't speak any words. He didn't need to speak words. No one needed to hear his words anymore. He had ruin this moment for everyone and it was his fault.
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Post by clairebear on Nov 12, 2008 2:00:51 GMT -5
There really wasn't much else Claire could do other than allow Tracy to comfort her, while Sam carried her fathers coffin to the grave. Claire couldn't even speak now, for everything which was going on she was oblivious to it all. She just wanted the day over, wanted this sad day over, and for her to get back home to Costa Verde. Back to the life she was used to living before she'd became close to Nathan.
She knew staying in New York would just upset her, too many memories of her and Nathan together, Claire knew she'd never be able to cope with them. Then Claire thought, they could stop this. Hadn't Peter got the time-manipulation ability? They could all go back and stop this from happening. Then she'd still have Nathan, Tracy would still have him, and nobody would have to live through such a sad day as this again.
She wasn't going to shout it out here however, people would think she was crazy and she wanted her father to have a quiet burial.
Claire looked up at the moment when Sam walked past with the coffin, she caught him mouthing the words telling her he loved her and she bit down on her bottom lip, trying not to cry again, she gave him a very weak smile, and managed to mouth the words back to him that she loved him too.
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Post by angela on Nov 12, 2008 2:06:56 GMT -5
Angela was angry when Gabriel had blasted out the way he had about level five, and she was even more angry at herself for having replied back to him. She should have kept quiet, now wasn't the time of the place for any of this to happen. All Angela wanted was for her son to be buried and for him to be able to rest in peace.
She loved her son Nathan, more than he probably knew and had it been anybody other than his own brothers who had killed him, then they would have paid for what they had done to her beloved son Nathan.
However the thought of losing another two sons was too much for Angela to cope with. She's see to it that they both got the hunger curb cure, and then she would have her other two sons back, just sadly at the cost of another.
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Post by tracy on Nov 12, 2008 2:13:22 GMT -5
Tracy continued to comfort Claire, and watched on as the coffin continued to get carried nearer to the burial ground. Tracy was trying to remain calm and stay strong for Claire, but she was weakening. The idea of having to spend the rest of her life without Nathan, wasn't something she could cope with at all. She suddenly felt herself begin to shake, and as she did so, she felt her hand get colder and colder.
The next thing she knew she had managed to freeze the hand on Claire's shoulder, hopefully Claire wouldn't feel it she thought, as she struggled to revert what she had done. She closed her eyes and began to think of Nathan and all the happy times they'd shared together, and she felt her hand getting less cold. Within a few moments she was back to normal.
I miss you Nathan, I need you, I'm nothnig without you.
And then she began to sob, unable to keep her emotions under check any longer.
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Post by elyn on Nov 14, 2008 15:17:33 GMT -5
Everything was going to spiral down from here from now on. With this death not only a blow to the family it is to the country. Not as if Derlyn could give a crap about the country they could never bring someone back to life. After today he was leaving this city and maybe getting the Hell out of this state. Isolate his self for a while calm his self down. Because if not things were going to start flying.
As the group carried the coffin Derlyn once more stared into the faces of the others. He remained composed hiding his own true feelings. He was going to need a drink. Badly. Drink first, pack up later. Derlyn always seemed to run from his problems, but he didn't see this as a problem. Then he looked at Tracy he began to tear up times like this it is getting impossible to keep his mask on.
Clearing his throat he could feel the burning sensation of sorrow flowing up. Keep it together Derlyn. he told his self in his head.
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