[Closed RP] All battle systems are go

[kosmosmagdalene.livejournal.com]

[[Closed to Sylar, KOS-MOS, and whatever Sylar-mun wishes to sock with]]

One would think one would be bored with endless patrolling. Certainly a human would be. KOS-MOS, however, thought nothing of it. She felt it her duty to protect Hogwarts.

Which is why when she heard a scream, she ran for the source.

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[mmm-brainz.livejournal.com]

What else did she have up her sleeves? LITERALLY. She pulled out weapon after weapon and, God, this was really putting his reflexes to the test, wasn't it? She wasn't as challenging as, say, Susan - but then this cyborg whatever-it-was didn't seem to be very advanced in the intelligence category. Then again she wasn't as difficult - little as he'd like to admit it - as Peter Petrelli, and he wasn't exactly the sharpest knife in the drawer.

Woops. Let his guard down for a moment.

Sylar automatically lurched backwards, for lack of a better solution to the matter, getting himself... MOSTLY out of the way - there was definitely a new slice across the arm of his hoody sweatshirt now, with blood already welling to the surface of the sizable gash. Fantastic. "You owe me a new shirt," he automatically seethed in return, telekinetically slamming the sword - and her arm, consequentially - towards the stone floor, at an angle awkward enough to almost dislocate her shoulder.

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Actually, yeah, it did dislocate.

KOS-MOS jumped out of Sylar's way, began floating in the air, and said, as close as we're going to figure out what she said, "Lasey Uotai Etah". It's Greek. Literally.

[mmm-brainz.livejournal.com]

He was a little distracted from the little show, naturally. Soon as she tore free from his grip, he was stumbling off to the side, sharp hiss sucking in his breath. God, blood was dripping down his fingertips, and that gash was worse than he initially thought, wasn't it?

Maybe he wasn't somebody to take off before a fight was over, but damn if he knew when he was beat. This was going to need stitches. And he'd had enough blood loss in the last few months to last him a lifetime. Before KOS-MOS could even finish getting the words out of her mouth, by the time she would have looked down, Sylar would have been gone.

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KOS-MOS scanned the area with her sensors. She saw no sign of Sylar anywhere. Ever on her guard, she continued her patrols, looking for him.