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Post by Elle Bishop on Jul 2, 2009 18:28:21 GMT -5
"Talk about using the bed," Elle rolled her eyes at their kiss, giggling shortly. "And I'm allowed to use my powers, 'cuz I'm not seven foot ten and all buff," she mumbled at Luke's earlier argument. She watched as they had their little tiff.
"He does look left out," the girl pouted dramatically, siding with Luke.
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Post by gabrielgray on Jul 2, 2009 20:23:41 GMT -5
Sylar found it entertaining that he could bring Luke's attention so quickly back to himself with something as small as a kiss. The kiss itself was enjoyable, too, but that wasn't the point.
"I guess you'll both just have to include me a little more." he replied. Keeping near the boy, the older one turned his eyes to Elle and lifted his hand. Gently running his fingers over a strand of blond hair, he tucked it behind her ear, then gave her a tiny little jolt of electricity, more to tease than to be mean.
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Post by Elle Bishop on Jul 2, 2009 20:53:45 GMT -5
Elle smiled and leaned into his hand when she was jolted. Vengefully, she ran her own hand through his messy hair and let out mild shocks. She dropped her hand and stuck her tongue out with a smile. "Stop being a lazy grumpy butt and maybe I will," she retorted back.
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Post by gabrielgray on Jul 2, 2009 22:55:46 GMT -5
Allowing her to shock him back, Sylar tilted his head into her touch for just a moment before giving her a wicked stare. "I'm sorry. I'll try to be a little less grumpy after I spend the afternoon being murdered and then having to listen to you two children bicker back and forth."
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Post by Elle Bishop on Jul 2, 2009 23:43:24 GMT -5
She tilted her head and pouted lightly, as though offended by his statements. "There ya go, bein' all grumpy again! You're such a baby." Elle had never wanted to see how far she could push it this bad before. It was addicting, getting on Sylar's nerves. Like a game. Probably not the best game to play with a murderer, but a game nonetheless.
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Post by gabrielgray on Jul 3, 2009 20:00:56 GMT -5
"If you want to see grumpy.." he started, his hand moving to her throat and pressing against it. It was amazing that he could nearly circle his fingers around it. "Keep pushing." he finished, looking somewhat more dangerous than playful as he turned the threatening gesture into something more like a caress.
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Post by Elle Bishop on Jul 3, 2009 20:22:10 GMT -5
Elle smiled. She lifted and tilted her head, exposing her neck to his hand. Glaring with a playful smile, she considered pushing further. It was fun and she rarely stopped doing things once they got fun. "Strangling? Really? Pegged you more for the real violent bloody type," she somehow managed to purr out. She lifted her own hand to his and entwined their fingers, smirking dangerously.
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Post by gabrielgray on Jul 3, 2009 20:58:17 GMT -5
Sylar glared at her and her little smirk, though he allowed their fingers to lace together. " I was only being playful." he replied, conscious of Luke behind him and the rather flirtatious behavior he was engaging in with Elle.
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Post by Elle Bishop on Jul 3, 2009 21:03:11 GMT -5
Elle raised her eyebrow and laughed shortly. "Yes, because a threatening glare and wrapping your hand around someone's neck is totally playful,"she said, poking him in the chest accusingly with her unoccupied hand.
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Post by gabrielgray on Jul 3, 2009 21:22:41 GMT -5
The glare turned into something more like a smirk, even if it was a dark one, and he drew her closer with the hand that was laced with his. "Maybe it is." he murmured. Leaning back against Luke, he seemed to relax, tucking their joined hands against his side to hold her there.
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Post by Elle Bishop on Jul 3, 2009 21:36:27 GMT -5
"You have a twisted version of playful," she mumbled back. Elle cracked her neck and yawned, stretching one arm out behind her. She pulled back a little, cocking her head once again. Shifting, she leaned forward and pressed herself up against his chest. "Sylar sandwich," she said before smiling widely, inches away from his face.
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Post by gabrielgray on Jul 3, 2009 21:51:45 GMT -5
"I have a twisted version of everything." he muttered, watching her stretch and then lay forward and against his chest. It was the closest they'd been and he felt mildly uncomfortable, but didn't show it. "Hm." was the only reaction he had to her comment on his position pressed between them. He was beginning to wonder if they'd put something into the water on the island or if the two he'd picked up and brought home simply had rampaging hormones.
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Post by Elle Bishop on Jul 3, 2009 22:05:56 GMT -5
Huffing, Elle pressed her forearm on his chest and propped herself up on it. It was an awkward position, considering her other arm was held down at his side, but she managed it. She gave him the best calculating stare she could. "Hm," she mimicked before sighing and rolling her eyes. "You're impossible."
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Post by gabrielgray on Jul 3, 2009 22:18:19 GMT -5
Sylar laughed then, dropping his head back fully against the boy. "I've been called worse." he got out and then chuckled again, grinning. "You're the one that followed me home."
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Post by Elle Bishop on Jul 3, 2009 22:27:25 GMT -5
Confused, Elle cocked her head. "What does me being invited back to your house have anything to do with you being impossible?" Perhaps she was being a tad dense, but she didn't care. She shook her head as though he was the stupidest thing to ever walk the earth and scoffed. Once again, she knew she was pushing it, but she couldn't help herself. It was just so much fun.
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