Snowblind IC Inbox

[termineur]

"Uh, hi there. I'm probably out stomping through snow right now, so...leave a message?"

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Comments

[termineur]

Whoa, where the hell is that? Looks pretty important.

Also, someone spent a really long time cleaning their skeletons.

[darkincrement]

Must have been important to them.
There is a crematorium on the bottom level.
Found Shelley Derrick.

[ Attaching an image of the plague. ]

[termineur]

Really? Nice. Might want to send this info to House, if you aren't already. I know he 'talked' to Shelley once or twice.

I'm guessing it's like the morgues and you couldn't get in to look at any of the bodies?

[darkincrement]

It's all sealed. Can crash on the floors with them, but not in the bottom floors.
The known years end at 2050.
Anything after that is labeled Unknown.

[termineur]

That supports the idea that the bombs happened in 2050. I'm guessing they didn't keep the best records after half the town was destroyed and monster-fied.

You're in the new area, right? Have you been running into any anomalies out there?

[darkincrement]

None yet.
I have the advantage of being alone.

[termineur]

That does help.

By the way, I got stuck in the residential area again. We're heading back over towards your side of the town now.

[darkincrement]

[ Wow rude Sylar. Making him wait. ]

We?

[termineur]

[ So rude. ]

Me and Al. You know, the guy I'm dumb for being friends with? He died and I picked him up here. We're headed east again now, at least.

[darkincrement]

The one who keeps spouting about friendship.

[ Sylar, you're infected with it. ]

Does he know you want to dissect his brother's limbs?

[termineur]

Does he, with you? He is that type of guy, I suppose.

And wow, such an accusatory way to put that. I'm just curious! But no, I hadn't mentioned it to him.

[darkincrement]

He got a dumb idea in his head that he needs to forget.

He was asking who else was interested.

[termineur]

Let me guess, you told him friendship sucks? I don't think he's the sort of guy who can even understand the sentiment.

And I'm sure you told him it was just his traveling buddy, right?

[darkincrement]

Something like that.

I didn't tell him who it was.

[ Even though it could cause issues between them. ]

[termineur]

Then thanks for the heads up, buddy.

[ Honestly? It was more than he expected. ]

I'll let him know. He already has an inkling how interested I am in automail.

[darkincrement]

[ He doesn't really like the thanks or the buddy there. ]

Suit yourself.

[termineur]

[ Why would Sylar have said them otherwise? Learn to take some teasing, Vanitas, geez. ]

About how many bodies were in that building, you think? Minus the bone-piles, I guess.

[darkincrement]

Ten floors filled up.
Hundreds. Thousands of them.
Would take days to know for sure.
The top three are the most interesting with unknown for the date.

[termineur]

Yikes. That skyscraper's a bit morbid. So about a third of it is from after the nuclear attack, good to know.

Sort of wish I was there. I bet there's a puzzle or something to solve there.

[darkincrement]

It'll be there when you get here.

[ UNLESS someone decides to blow something up. ]

I'll check for more trap doors. I might consider giving it another look over.

[termineur]

[ Ooo, blowing things up. Sylar can (almost) always get behind that. ]

Good luck, if you do. It seems like one of those buildings that turns out to be a key to something. Like the house with all the doll stands in it.

[darkincrement]

I'll let you know if it winds up interesting.