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Post by gabrielgray on Jun 25, 2009 20:41:17 GMT -5
Sylar jumped a little when the electrically charged slag hit his leg, but he didn't say anything. Instead he lifted his head a bit to look at her. "You really need to get laid." he muttered, cocking his head to the side and smirking. But then, he thought, she'd probably become a sex addict.
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Post by Elle Bishop on Jun 25, 2009 20:56:20 GMT -5
Elle lifted her head from the couch to look at Sylar. A cocked brow hid under her bangs. She snorted. "You offering something?" she asked with her favorite mischievous smile.
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Post by gabrielgray on Jun 25, 2009 21:02:45 GMT -5
Meeting her eyes, Sylar didn't reply, only giving her a long, hard stare. He didn't know how to answer that. Part of him wanted to laugh at her, but another part seemed be considering saying yes. And then there was Luke to consider...how angry that would make him. Or maybe he could offer her Luke and see where that went. That might be entertaining.
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Post by Elle Bishop on Jun 25, 2009 21:15:21 GMT -5
She stared back for a few seconds before rolling her eyes and laying her head back on the couch. "Lemme know when you come up with an answer," she said, rolling her ankle under his hand to stretch out her tingling legs. This could be interesting. Though she had never thought about losing her virginity to a temperamental power-stealer and/or a teenager. But whatever.
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Post by gabrielgray on Jun 25, 2009 22:33:38 GMT -5
"I don't know if that deserves an answer." Sylar finally replied. He felt her roll her ankle beneath his hand but didn't bother removing it. Instead he just smirked a little and tilted his head to rest against the boys stomach. "There's plenty of guys on this island. I'm sure you can find someone."
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Post by Elle Bishop on Jun 26, 2009 0:22:26 GMT -5
"Pshhh. Who would put up with me the way you do?" she winked. She hovered her hand over his calf and let a shock jump off before bursting into a fit of giggles. Elle rolled her head to lean against the back of the couch with a happy sigh, mocking the way he leaned into Luke.
"You have, like, major control issues," she said, smiling in his direction and stretching her ankle to elaborate her point. She liked bickering with him. He was more fun than Luke. Better facial expressions, funnier reactions. Made her feel a little more important. Whereas Luke just insulted her, called her names. Though, both of them were fun and much more entertaining than being home alone, slowly going insane.
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Post by Luke Campbell on Jun 26, 2009 2:12:10 GMT -5
Luke bit down on his bottom lip and continued to play with Sylar's hair, his hands not wavering. He had nothing to worry about, after all. As if Sylar would want to sleep with a stupid whiney bratty- he paused, realising that sounded kind of familiar- girl.
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Post by gabrielgray on Jun 26, 2009 6:22:36 GMT -5
"Maybe someone who wouldn't kill you if you got too annoying." Sylar shot back. He barely twitched at the shock she gave his calf, finding the amusement it cause more important than the brief pain. In retaliation he slid his hand up the cuff of her jeans, almost teasingly before delivering a mild shock of his own to her skin.
They were flirting and he knew it, and maybe he should have felt bad since Luke was right there, playing with his hair. But he had Luke already, and considered him something like a possession. Sylar wasn't exactly the devoted boyfriend type.
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Post by Luke Campbell on Jun 26, 2009 6:55:28 GMT -5
Luke leant back, tracing Sylar's jawbones with his thumbs.
"How far have you got then? With a guy?" he addressed Elle casually with a raised eyebrow and a slight smirk.
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Post by Elle Bishop on Jun 26, 2009 13:33:26 GMT -5
Elle squealed at the shock on her leg and kicked (very carefully) at his hand. "You wouldn't kill me," she said back, narrowing her eyes playfully. She reached down as far as she could without actually moving, and sent a current to his hand, smiling.
Her attention snapped up to Luke when he started talking. Smile faltering for a second while she considered. "You know those dads you see on TV who have, like, a shot gun? And say they'll use it if anyone touches their daughter? That's pretty much what my dad said when I was brought into the Company," she paused for a second, smiling at the memory. "I've never even had any friends, really. The farthest I've gotten would probably be this," she said, smiling and sending another shock to Sylar, snickering.
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Post by Luke Campbell on Jun 26, 2009 13:45:15 GMT -5
He shrugged, one arm draped over Sylar's shoulders and his hand resting palm down on the man's chest.
"Never even kissed anybody?"
He wasn't trying to be a dick, he honestly wanted to know.
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Post by Elle Bishop on Jun 26, 2009 13:54:51 GMT -5
"Nope," she chirped. Elle smiled. She reached out and sent a shock to Luke's hand, smirking playfully.
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Post by Luke Campbell on Jun 26, 2009 14:13:43 GMT -5
Luke wiggled his fingers at her as though he could shake off the shock.
"That's going to get boring." he told her with a slightly superior tone, because for once there was somebody more annoying than he was, and it felt quite good to gloat about that.
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Post by Elle Bishop on Jun 26, 2009 14:20:41 GMT -5
Elle scoffed. "Shocking you? Don't worry, you'll get used to it, and then you'll start to like it," she smirked, holding up her palm. A blue orb formed. The shocks jumped off into the air. The girl smiled. "Besides that, I'm kinda sadistic a little bit." She shrugged with a grin.
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Post by Luke Campbell on Jun 26, 2009 14:32:29 GMT -5
"Who says I don't like it already?" he shot back, idly playing his hands across the muscles of Sylar's chest.
Well. He'd kind of liked it when Sylar did it.
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