[RL] Falling into place.

[rudolphofvamps]

[Spike knocks on Sylar's door, it's 1:36 AM. This time, though, he knows Sylar is awake. He can hear his breath from here.]

Gabe, listen up. We're going to the store. ..That work for you?

We're out of Weetabix.

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[intuitivelyapt.livejournal.com]

[rudolphofvamps.livejournal.com]

[The girl runs away during the lightning show, her voice mystically returned.]

You're welcome! [Spike shouts, slaying the last of the pack in a few swift movements. He stands over the ash like a triumphant beast, but soon the rush of the battle fades and he notices Sylar's expression. He goes to his side and carefully places a hand on his shoulder.]

Mate, you look green. Let's get out of here.

[intuitivelyapt.livejournal.com]

I'm fine. I'm fine. That was ... really fun.

[rudolphofvamps.livejournal.com]

Was, wasn't it? [Spike's totally unconvinced but he had fun. And besides, he'll save the harassing Sylar bit for when they get back home - or at least in the car.]

You still wanna drive home?

[intuitivelyapt.livejournal.com]

I can drive!

[rudolphofvamps.livejournal.com]

That's the spirit. [He hops into the car, tucking his axe back behind the seat and fiddling with the radio.]

[intuitivelyapt.livejournal.com]

[rudolphofvamps.livejournal.com]

What was that back there? [He asks softly, nonchalant as he continues to fight Sylar for the radio controls.]

[intuitivelyapt.livejournal.com]

What was what?

[rudolphofvamps.livejournal.com]

You know, that. With the girl. Thought you'd be in for a spot of violence.

[intuitivelyapt.livejournal.com]

Maybe I wasn't feeling very violent today. I thought we were going to Walmart.

[rudolphofvamps.livejournal.com]

And we did. [Something catches his eye just then, from the backseat.

It was Sylat's rabbit.] Looks like we got a friend.

[intuitivelyapt.livejournal.com]

How did that get there?

[rudolphofvamps.livejournal.com]

[He cocks an eyebrow, putting his feet up on the dash and lighting a cigarette.]

Well, I sure don't know.

[intuitivelyapt.livejournal.com]

How does it keep doing that?! This isn't even the house!

[rudolphofvamps.livejournal.com]

Sylar. Sylar. Eyes on the road, mate.

[intuitivelyapt.livejournal.com]

My eyes are on the road!

[rudolphofvamps.livejournal.com]

Good to hear it, mate. [He goes back to leisurely smoking his cigarette, cracking the window for idk conscientiousness.] I had Wil take a look at your rabbit, you know. She said there wasn't any ghost.

[intuitivelyapt.livejournal.com]

She must have been looking at it wrong. And you put so much faith in your team of ghostbusters.

[rudolphofvamps.livejournal.com]

Team of one, and I do have faith in her, mate. She's a powerful witch. Don't write it off so easy, plenty of supernatural explanations have nothing to do with ghosts.

[intuitivelyapt.livejournal.com]

But it is a ghost.

[rudolphofvamps.livejournal.com]

Not a ghost. Will you come off it? Seems harmless either way, but if you ask me, looks more like classic possession.

[intuitivelyapt.livejournal.com]

Who -- what -- would possess my rabbit?

[rudolphofvamps.livejournal.com]

Dunno. A demon. Must be a pretty innocuous one, probably just can't exist on its own.

[intuitivelyapt.livejournal.com]

It's not possessed by a demon.