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[peektuttut]

Hey, Martha? Let's watch something funny tonight. I could use something verging on mindless.

[Private to the Admiral]

I'd like Sylar's ice powers returned to him, please. Is that possible?

[Private to Jason Bourne]

I need to talk to you, about our inmates.

[Private to Sylar, added later]

We need to talk.

Comments

Private

[grayatonement]

No.

At first, I didn't know what he intended to do, short of killing. I didn't want to send him after someone I didn't know for no reason, no gain. I offered a few names. When I learned it was only to play with someone, I suggested you. Then I could at least find some advantage.

Private

[peektuttut]

Why not?

[...Hrm.] How was that advantageous?

Private

[grayatonement]

There were only two reasons. I already gave you one of them.

It offered me the potential to get a hold of your warden item. Then I could at least spend some time in the pool by myself, the CES. I had a good image of you finding me in the warden's meeting hall with your own item.

Private

[peektuttut]

What was the other?

Guess that would've been...entertaining. [For Sylar.] You could've just asked me, though.

Private

[grayatonement]

[BLATANTLY IGNORING.]

And harmless. The whole point is not to ask, Tim. What fun is it if I become my warden's pet?

Private

[peektuttut]

You know, us getting along and doing things for each other doesn't make you my pet. I'm never going to think of you that way. Jeez.

What's the other reason?

Private

[grayatonement]

You're right. A pawn instead. I get what I want until you need to change things, then I have no say. Because I won't tell you the other reason, you won't let me borrow your item. It's not getting along; it's a disguised ultimatum. Bribery, in a way.

Private

[peektuttut]

I won't let you borrow my item either way. You're not a warden yet, and it isn't yours. But I'll let you in the pool, or the CES.

Private

[grayatonement]

Then it's not the same at all, having to call Little Timmy any time I want to leave or return. To call you every two hours to be able to travel between the CES and the pool.

Private

[peektuttut]

[He is linefacing. Little Timmy. Seriously. :|] Inmates don't get all the privileges wardens do, Sylar. It's a rehabilitation center. When you go to rehab, you don't get to do everything you could.

Private

[grayatonement]

You also don't make friends with the guards.

Private

[peektuttut]

[FFFFFFFFFFFFf. Tim's just getting frustrated, so it's time to rotate backward:]

What was your other reason for asking Iago?

Private

[grayatonement]

Apparently I wasn't clear. I'm not going to tell you.

Private

[peektuttut]

Why?

Private

[grayatonement]

Because it's not my secret to share.

[Victory is using Tim's own words/philosophies against him.]

Re: Private

[peektuttut]

[Tim's inner monologue reads a lot like FML.]

Fine.

Private

[grayatonement]

[Sylar's reads: I'm bored. I should cause trouble. That sucked. Why does everyone hate me? Woe is me... I'm bored. I should cause trouble.]

Do you want to let me into the pool tonight?

Private

[peektuttut]

[Sylar's makes Tim headdeask. For now there is INNER GRUMBLING.]

Yeah, fine.

Private

[grayatonement]

Thanks.

You can stay. Who knows, we might even bond.

Private

[peektuttut]

[Keeping up with Sylar is occasionally exhausting. Tim snorts.]

Yeah. I'll see if I can find my trunks.

Private

[grayatonement]

I forgot to mention, there is one condition: We don't talk about Iago, Judas, or the incident in general.

Private

[peektuttut]

Fine.

Private

[grayatonement]

I'll see you tonight.

Private

[peektuttut]

Yeah, see you.