Lily might have looked, to all intents and purposes, as if she was calmly sitting at her desk. But she was tensely alert, tuned to even the slightest movement, the smallest change in body language, that Sylar could put out. Slamming a chair against the wall? Not so much subtle. So the second he started to shout, her wand was out, and just as his final words echoed in the air, Lily silently cast a body-binding spell.
"You are not boring me, Mr. Sylar," Lily said, standing smoothly and moving to look down at him. "You are, however, damaging my furniture. Which I cannot tolerate."
For a long moment she simply studied him. "Do you think yourself unique? I'm sorry to say, you're not. The beliefs you cling to have been shouted from the rooftops by men far more powerful than you for centuries. Here's some advice - grow a pair and stop acting as if life owes you something extraordinary and that everyone else around you is somehow less than. It makes you look like an idiot."
She leaned down. "Also, if you attack anyone in this school again, I will not be pleased. And believe me, Mr. Sylar, I am someone you very much do not want to make angry."
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Date: 2007-07-04 03:03 am (UTC)"You are not boring me, Mr. Sylar," Lily said, standing smoothly and moving to look down at him. "You are, however, damaging my furniture. Which I cannot tolerate."
For a long moment she simply studied him. "Do you think yourself unique? I'm sorry to say, you're not. The beliefs you cling to have been shouted from the rooftops by men far more powerful than you for centuries. Here's some advice - grow a pair and stop acting as if life owes you something extraordinary and that everyone else around you is somehow less than. It makes you look like an idiot."
She leaned down. "Also, if you attack anyone in this school again, I will not be pleased. And believe me, Mr. Sylar, I am someone you very much do not want to make angry."