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[heroslayer]

He'd let her sleep until somewhere nearing nine o'clock the next morning, occupying his own time spent awake thumbing through a book, sure that it was the safest of all of his options. She'd gotten up, surprisingly without complaint, taken a few minutes to get her bearings, then slipped out the door to bring back the breakfast she'd promised him the night before. He wasn't sure why she hadn't asked what he'd wanted, whether she figured they liked the same things or if she'd simply forgotten, but it had amused him just the same.

Returning to the couch, a hint of a smile on his face, he'd pulled his book back into his lap and waited for her to return. And some twenty minutes later she had, carrying two take-out plates full of surprisingly decent pancakes and a half gallon of ice cream -- for the pancakes, of course. They'd moved into the kitchen and she'd pestered him into telling the rest of his life story as they ate.

Now out of words, or at least things he could talk about without having to edit immensely, the sat in silence as they finished up their breakfast. After a moment, though, he couldn't help but suggest, "Your turn."

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[heroslayer]

He took a moment to wash his hands off, despite his protests that the blood didn't bother him, and then he was joining Gabriella out in the living room. The sink switched off on its own, back in the kitchen.

"We should probably get out of here." And find something to test their new toy on that wasn't one of Crystal's damn cats.

[headofapin.livejournal.com]

Her cheeks were red as she went into the other room, glad that he couldn't see. She wasn't sure how to react to what had just happened in the kitchen. Kissing him and all that, since he was her, and she was him. But maybe that explained the spark. She wanted it to, at least.

"Right. Of course. And then I want to be able to get clothes so I have something to wear other than this."

Again with the vanity. She was grinning though, and gave him a playful smile, before taking his arm. It was the least he could do. "Are we flying again?"

[heroslayer]

"Why not?" He didn't bother to wait for an answer, the question purely rhetorical, guiding her towards the door again. "It's easier than walking and we can stop at your apartment on the way back."

Assuming she had her own apartment and didn't still live with her father, anyway. Though, if she did, he had to admit to a strange curiosity -- he half wanted to meet her father to see if he was anything like Virginia Gray.

[howmanyangels.livejournal.com]

"Can we take longer this time?" She was eager now -- excited, but they didn't have something they needed to tend to now, and could take the time to take it in. At least, that's what she wanted to do. She just hoped he would agreed to it. "Perfect. I'm assuming I'm spending the night with you again, then? Though...you can have the bed tonight. If you want. Unless you want to share it, or something."

She adverted her gaze as she bit her lip then, and then gave him the address to her apartment. She lived alone, but her father was close. A meeting between the two could be arranged, of course. However, she had to figure out just how she'd explain him, since he was bound to be suspicious.

[heroslayer]

"Like I said, I don't sleep much," he said, not bothering to answer her question. Longer was fine; she'd find out that much when he didn't ask for her address right away. "I didn't bother last night and I'll probably only take a few hours, tonight."

He looked over at her, thoughtfully. "We'll see how I'm feeling when it gets later." And if he still felt like trying to seduce her.

[howmanyangels.livejournal.com]

"I know you said that, but I still don't want to impose." She stopped when they got to the alley again, turning to wrap her arms around his neck, tighter this time as she was sure he wasn't going to drop her. Too trusting, probably, but hopefully it would work out in her favour. "It's your apartment, so you should be comfortable."

A smile, and for a moment she was tempted to kiss him again; leading to her licking her lips thoughtfully. "Right. We'll see."

[heroslayer]

He raised his eyebrows at the look she gave him, almost smirking, that same I dare you look he had earlier back in place. He said nothing, however, nor was he the one to start them off this time. Instead, he simply wrapped his arms back around her waist, pulling her close, and look away to the sky before lifting off just as hurriedly as he had last time.

[headofapin.livejournal.com]

The look, and the dare in it made her press her lips together as she thought it through, how good of an idea it was, and at the same how bad. But then they were up in the air, and her grip on him tightened; pressing herself against him so she didn't slip away. This time though she took the chance to look around. To see everything below them, and let the rush of adrenalin run through her.

"Tell me, Sylar. Are you good at multitasking?"

[heroslayer]

His lips twitched, vague amusement apparent on his face in spite of his attempts at hiding it. "Yeah." A beat, and then although he didn't really need to -- a blind man could see where this was going -- he asked, "Why?"

[headofapin.livejournal.com]

"Just wondering."

She paused, though there was a grin on her face now as she looked at him. "You should smile more. You look pretty decent when you do."

[heroslayer]

He rolled his eyes, though he was still smiling. "Right. I'll keep that in mind."

[howmanyangels.livejournal.com]

And the smile earned him a peck. Not what she had originally intended, but this was better. "Now. You should...do something fun. Do you ever do fun things while flying, or just get from point A to point B?"

[heroslayer]

He stole a quick kiss back, done trying to rationalize whether or not this was appropriate for now, then looked out over the city. "Usually it's just point A to point B, but I haven't really tried it out much."

He'd just recently gotten his body back from the ghost of Nathan Petrelli, after all.

[headofapin.livejournal.com]

Appropriate or not, it was fun. Surprisingly fun, the headache from earlier completely forgotten as her focus was on him, and enjoying him. And the flying. "Ah, right. The body thing. Maybe we should celebrate that. Have a bit of fun. Let loose - but no dropping me."

She turned to gaze in the direction he was, and then turned again; this time the stolen kiss was longer. "You look like having some fun could do you some good."

[heroslayer]

"What kind of fun?" Fun for him had been the murder they'd just committed -- he'd needed that -- but if she had another suggestion, he'd hear her out. Particularly if it involved her kissing him again.

[howmanyangels.livejournal.com]

"Well, I had been thinking something with the flying thing and fun things you can do while doing just that, but what do you find fun?" She licked her lips, the smile on them coy. "But what do you think is fun?"

[heroslayer]

He nodded down to the city. "You've seen my idea of fun."

[headofapin.livejournal.com]

"That's your only idea of fun?" A raised brow. "I don't think that would be a good idea, though. I mean -- if you wipe out everyone, what are you going to do when you urges start again in a month? You won't have anything to satisfy them with. So...we'll have to pace them out."

Her grip around him tightened again. "So. Anything else?"

[heroslayer]

"More or less." He shifted a bit in midair, spinning them slowly and idly. "All work and no play. You know how it is."

Or, well, he hoped she did. He'd been the exact same way when he'd been just a watchmaker, after all.

"I don't drink -- not that it would do anything for me if even if I was an alcoholic. I don't smoke like my father did." He stopped for ice cream occasionally and caught the few and far between movie when he felt it necessary to spend the night in cheap motels rather than staying on the move, but other than that? He shrugged. "Maybe you could show me something else."

[headofapin.livejournal.com]

"All too well."

She fell silent for a moment then as they spun, looking down at the city beneath them as she tried to think of something to suggest for them to do.

"I'd suggest getting something to eat, and then...I don't know. Going to a movie or something, but that'd sound remarkably like a date." She paused for a moment. Really, she was used to just curling up with a good book and having fun by herself, but that was hardly "fun" for anyone else. "Could go somewhere. Wherever. Just for a night. Have fun."

[heroslayer]

His mind drifted to the Carnival -- he'd have to get back there, one of these days, just to see what he could claim as his own -- but he didn't mention it. He didn't particularly feel like dealing with whatever reaction his triumphant return drew from the 'family', and even beyond that, it felt a little campy and a little too much like a date, just like the movie she'd suggested. He may have been alright with kissing her, but dating? Even beyond the whole She Is Me thing, he didn't do dates. Not now, not ever.

"You have anywhere in mind?" he asked, finally. "I'm sort of -- drawing a blank."

[headofapin.livejournal.com]

"I'd like a little demonstration of everything that you can do, personally." She hummed thoughtfully for a moment, one of the hands that was up around his neck starting to twirl its fingers in the hair there. "Let you show off a bit, and all. But...I'm completely okay with just a night in. Doing...stuff."

[heroslayer]

Up until now, he'd been exceedingly cautious about what he'd shown her of what he could do, not wanting to have his skull ripped open the second he turned his back. She'd had more than a few chances already, though, and he was feeling too good -- too powerful -- at the moment to care much, and so he shrugged. "We can stay in for awhile, I'll show you what I can do, and then we'll decide how we feel after that."

He figured they wouldn't go out afterward, but there was no problem leaving the night open-ended anyway.