Date: 2007-11-01 07:28 pm (UTC)
Yes, because all friends did this, Sylar would have snapped in return, had he been held privy to Mohinder's thought process. All friends had physical fights like this. And maced each other. This happened all the time. Best friends initiation. ...All right, he might not be taking the comment so far as to say all aforementioned, but of all things - curare, guns, spinal taps, what have you - and it was the pepper spray that was irritating Sylar the most of grievances Mohinder had inflicted upon him.

As if Mohinder had a choice, Sylar would have reminded him, with a sort of a smirk. That cool kind of confidence, even with his eyes watering and his lids sealed shut so as to keep his sockets from burning. He'd manage, somewhere, to keep that kind of cockiness in store.

"Affects people with abilities," he repeated in a quiet sort of voice, peering up through that sting again, wetness welling up in his eyes against the mace. A virus. Targeted towards evolved humans. ...Spreading. It was more than enough to catch the madman's attention, at any rate, and he had most definitely riveted his scrutiny towards the bathroom. "It... really. Interesting." Which was one word for it. "And you've found this out... how?"

Paranoid? Sylar? For the first time in a while? Never.
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