[ As John continued on, Sylar looked at him again, the surprise clear on his face. He'd expected John to growl at him to figure it out, since he's so smart, and leave him to his miserableness. Instead, John was...helping? It was so strange. Sylar found himself listening closely, eager to help it along. What else could he do? ]
I can build makeshift solutions to problems that present themselves, as long at they're not electronic. You're right about the mechanical knowledge. That's why I've been collecting everything I can.
I'm not squeamish. I can help with medical procedures, even if it's just passing things around. My hands are steady. I've read every textbook I could get my hands on, so I have base knowledge of a lot of subjects, and specialized knowledge of human anatomy.
I'm willing to do whatever it takes to understand this place, no matter how dangerous. And no one will miss me if I die.
I'm apparently good at eating half-rations. I used to be ravenous all the time, but I'd always had the theory that the calories were helping fuel my abilities. So I can go with less here.
[ The look he gives John is hopeful. That was what he was asking, right? He's not sure what this has to do with 'fixing' himself- a slow watch still wasn't doing its job. But they were clearly on to something else here. ]
So, you've got plenty to work with. Focus on that, Sylar, not the rest of the noise. Because that's what it is, noise you can't do anything about right now. If you start getting angry, count off the good and constructive things you can do. Don't focus on what's being said or refuting it. With him, there's not gonna be a lot to refute.
And don't eat half-rations unless you have to. We might be running short on food before long, and you should keep up the calorie count while you can.
[ ...oh. That sounded practical, and Sylar is nodding along with John's instructions. There's still a part of him that wonders whether John has an angle he hasn't considered, something like Elle did. But he'll analyze the conversation later and decide then.
The talk about half-rations gets a smile out of him. It's a little less smirk-y than usual. ]
You don't have to tell me twice. At least I know I can get by that way.
[ He stiffens up slightly, looking like he's trying to figure out how to word something. ]
...thanks. You didn't have to help me like this. I'll try to keep myself focused on the constructive.
I'm not helping you, Sylar. I'm helping everyone else here. Because we've got enough maniacs running around without you becoming one of them. [One he can't control, even in a small way.] You're a liability. It's my job to mitigate the danger you pose while you're in my charge.
Just so we're clear.
[He told you he didn't want to be friends, and he meant it, bro.]
[John really doesn't like it much when Sylar smiles at him after being told what's what or threatened. It makes it feel as though he's not being taken seriously.]
Good.
[In a moment, Sylar will be receiving his second punch to the face.]
And that is for Dr. Suresh, since no one ever actually did anything about that.
[Thus said, the doctor draws himself up to a military stance, turns on his heel, and marches back over to Sherlock.]
[ If he hadn't just been punched in the face, he probably would've said that was fair enough. But unfortunately, nothing was on his mind right now but the pain. ]
Ow! Goddammit!
[ By the time he straightens up, John is gone. Sylar sighs and goes to find his pack. He'll set up a little place to sleep in this corner and take a little more Vicodin than usual. Maybe everyone will be doing better after a night to cool off and think. ]
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30/11/16 15:34 (UTC)I can build makeshift solutions to problems that present themselves, as long at they're not electronic. You're right about the mechanical knowledge. That's why I've been collecting everything I can.
I'm not squeamish. I can help with medical procedures, even if it's just passing things around. My hands are steady. I've read every textbook I could get my hands on, so I have base knowledge of a lot of subjects, and specialized knowledge of human anatomy.
I'm willing to do whatever it takes to understand this place, no matter how dangerous. And no one will miss me if I die.
I'm apparently good at eating half-rations. I used to be ravenous all the time, but I'd always had the theory that the calories were helping fuel my abilities. So I can go with less here.
[ The look he gives John is hopeful. That was what he was asking, right? He's not sure what this has to do with 'fixing' himself- a slow watch still wasn't doing its job. But they were clearly on to something else here. ]
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1/12/16 04:06 (UTC)So, you've got plenty to work with. Focus on that, Sylar, not the rest of the noise. Because that's what it is, noise you can't do anything about right now. If you start getting angry, count off the good and constructive things you can do. Don't focus on what's being said or refuting it. With him, there's not gonna be a lot to refute.
And don't eat half-rations unless you have to. We might be running short on food before long, and you should keep up the calorie count while you can.
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1/12/16 15:24 (UTC)The talk about half-rations gets a smile out of him. It's a little less smirk-y than usual. ]
You don't have to tell me twice. At least I know I can get by that way.
[ He stiffens up slightly, looking like he's trying to figure out how to word something. ]
...thanks. You didn't have to help me like this. I'll try to keep myself focused on the constructive.
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2/12/16 04:19 (UTC)I'm not helping you, Sylar. I'm helping everyone else here. Because we've got enough maniacs running around without you becoming one of them. [One he can't control, even in a small way.] You're a liability. It's my job to mitigate the danger you pose while you're in my charge.
Just so we're clear.
[He told you he didn't want to be friends, and he meant it, bro.]
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2/12/16 04:46 (UTC)We're clear. I didn't think we were about to hug and sing kumbaya, Doc. You've just given me my very first punch to the face, after all.
[ He touches his cheek, gingerly. ]
I still appreciate you helping me 'mitigate the liability'. I don't want to add to the maniac count, either, you know?
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2/12/16 16:26 (UTC)Good.
[In a moment, Sylar will be receiving his second punch to the face.]
And that is for Dr. Suresh, since no one ever actually did anything about that.
[Thus said, the doctor draws himself up to a military stance, turns on his heel, and marches back over to Sherlock.]
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2/12/16 16:37 (UTC)Ow! Goddammit!
[ By the time he straightens up, John is gone. Sylar sighs and goes to find his pack. He'll set up a little place to sleep in this corner and take a little more Vicodin than usual. Maybe everyone will be doing better after a night to cool off and think. ]