Sylar is where he'd mentioned he'd be- that is to say, he's all the way on the other side of the small-town-sized craft, way in the back. His second attempt to get as far away from Claire as possible appears to have been successful.
Maybe Harley will appreciate the fact that the hallways are far more clear than they had been before. She'll come across the odd person every once in awhile, but it's mostly techies running from place to place. These people are not interested in taking on Harley. She can take them on unawares or leave them to whatever they're attempting to do.
As Harley approaches the back of the aircraft carrier, she'll hear an alarm that blares at even intervals, getting louder as she approaches. After turning one corner, she'll find Sylar, now back in his own body. He's staring at a door as he eats from a chocolate pudding cup. The door has a few signs, including "RESTRICTED", "CAUTION: RADIATION AREA," "DLR and SRD (ED) Required for Entry," and "No eating, drinking, or chewing." A few bodies litter the area- it's unclear whether they're dead or unconscious.
He sees Harley as he finishes his pudding cup and tosses it on the ground (away from her, at least?). "Oh, hey," he says with a small smile, speaking in between the blaring alarm. "I might've overdone the distraction. How're we doing?"
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20/5/22 00:26 (UTC)Maybe Harley will appreciate the fact that the hallways are far more clear than they had been before. She'll come across the odd person every once in awhile, but it's mostly techies running from place to place. These people are not interested in taking on Harley. She can take them on unawares or leave them to whatever they're attempting to do.
As Harley approaches the back of the aircraft carrier, she'll hear an alarm that blares at even intervals, getting louder as she approaches. After turning one corner, she'll find Sylar, now back in his own body. He's staring at a door as he eats from a chocolate pudding cup. The door has a few signs, including "RESTRICTED", "CAUTION: RADIATION AREA," "DLR and SRD (ED) Required for Entry," and "No eating, drinking, or chewing." A few bodies litter the area- it's unclear whether they're dead or unconscious.
He sees Harley as he finishes his pudding cup and tosses it on the ground (away from her, at least?). "Oh, hey," he says with a small smile, speaking in between the blaring alarm. "I might've overdone the distraction. How're we doing?"