[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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[rudolphofvamps.livejournal.com]

[As opposed to...]

You-- felt bad? About slaying vamps? They were gonna eat that girl, Sylar.

[intuitivelyapt.livejournal.com]

[He gives a dismissive shrug and tries to walk back to his room in an effort to escape this conversation.

[rudolphofvamps.livejournal.com]

[Spike follows after him, frowning slightly.]

Sorry, didn't mean anything by it, mate. Just - you alright?

[intuitivelyapt.livejournal.com]

I'm fine. Did you get all our issues worked out during our little excursion?

[rudolphofvamps.livejournal.com]

[He nods, shrugging a bit.] I'll live. Well- you know. Wanna watch some tele?

[intuitivelyapt.livejournal.com]

Can't say that I'm in the mood right now.

[rudolphofvamps.livejournal.com]

...Cocoa?

[intuitivelyapt.livejournal.com]

Pass.

[rudolphofvamps.livejournal.com]

Alright. If you change your mind... [He steps out of Sylar's doorway and back out into the kitchen, only moping a little.]

[intuitivelyapt.livejournal.com]

[He won't. Look, it's like 3 am now and Sylar wants to sit in his room and mope about how sad his life is. And maybe sleep. ]