005 Voice;

[dontforgetpie]

Public to network, locked from Sylar:


[Dean briefly considers a video post, but he's still looking less than stellar from his encounter with Gabriel and he doesn't really feel like sharing that with the entire network. So voice it is.]

Alright. So. [And he's just going to attach a link to the post made last Sunday because that's a Hell of a lot easier than actually talking about it and verbally confirming that yes, that had been his charred corpse.]

Did anybody find a leather jacket anywhere around here? [He's really hoping they did, because if nobody else has it, that means Sylar took it and Dean's not exactly looking forward to trying to get it back in one piece. Of course, he could always shoot the man and take it back, but that wasn't the point here.]

And does the name "Sylar" mean anything to anyone? [The name Gabriel was well enough known on the network, but maybe, if Dean's lucky (or unlucky, depending) there are people here from Sylar's world who know him. Or maybe others that he had tricked. He should probably take this time to warn the other imPorts about how dangerous the man could be, but the last thing he needs is a bunch of people running off after the guy half cocked. If anyone's going to be taking Gabriel down, it's Dean.]

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voice

[rathercommon]

Hullo.

[ That's thrown in there to be polite before, you know, she starts in on her quiet, well-mannered little interrogation. ]

That was you, then? Who was killed?

voice

[dontforgetpie]

[Even though Dean had expected this kind of reaction, he still huffs out a sigh.]

Yeah. That was me.

[He's watched the post, knows they'd IDed him publicly. And his name is linked to this post, too. To lie and say that wasn't him would obviously be a lie and would probably just cause mistrust, which would keep him from getting any information the other imPorts might have.]

voice

[rathercommon]

[ And, because (relative) pleasantries aren't a bad idea: ]

Are you doing all right?

voice

[dontforgetpie]

Well, I'm still feeling a little crispy and my head was cut open so some guy could dig around my brain, but yeah. I'm peachy.

[Except he's really not.]

[selfequipped]

Hello, Dean. I'm Kate Bishop. I believe that most things weren't left behind, but I managed to pick up some ... visions of what happened to you when turned up.

[She hesitates.]

But before we talk about that, how are you doing?

[dontforgetpie]

[Awesome. More people digging around in his head.]

Visions? Did you see whatever did this?

[Priorities.

And her other question gets a brush off answer because he's not telling the truth and she can't actually see how bad he looks right now.]

I'm fine.

[selfequipped]

It's my power. I don't know what else to call it. Memories? Glimpses? If you want, I'll brand it later, but that's not really important at the moment.

[dontforgetpie]

Alright. So what did you see?

voice;

[sonhobbler]

[wow you were a body not long ago]

No idea. I'm guessing you do? And it's got something to do with the attack? [the one that left you without half of your face]

voice;

[dontforgetpie]

[Hey. He's still a body. Just more alive now. And with his entire face.]

Not really. That's what I'm trying to figure out. [Lies.]

You a cop or something? [Since the ID says "Sheriff"]

voice;

[sonhobbler]

[yes there does seem to be less blood on the outside this time]

Was back home. Got too used to hearing it; just keeping the title around for nostalgia, right now. So, if you don't know this "Sylar" person, where'd you hear the name?

voice;

[dontforgetpie]

[I really do prefer my blood on the inside, thank you.]

I used to work with the police back home myself. [For a generally loose definition of "with."]

And I don't really remember anything that happened, just that name. It's pretty much my only lead when it comes to catching this guy. [More lies, but it is true that he wants to find out more about the Sylar alias if he can.]

video »

[agog]

I've never heard of... [ her or him?] the name.

video » private

[dontforgetpie]

[Dean stares at her response for a few seconds before he turns on his own video to reply. They live in the same house so chances are she'll see him before he's totally healed - he's not really planning on leaving the house much until then.

When the video focuses, it shows Dean leaning back against his headboard. He's wearing a hoodie that's a little too big for him - it had belonged to Sam before he'd disappeared and Dean had kept it. The hood is up, covering his singed hair, but it can't quite hide the faint scar across his forehead or the healing burns on his face. Neither looks anywhere near as gruesome as they had, but they're still cringe worthy.]

You and everybody else here.

Hey. Didn't you do some experiments with people's powers a while back?

video » private

[agog]

Well, not exactly experiments... I did some testing and--[ Something's off about him. And come to think of it, she can't she's seen him since she came back/moved back in. It takes a moment for her to see, in the dim light of the video and the small screen but---]

What's happened to you?

video » private

[dontforgetpie]

[He gives a rueful smile at the question.]

Looks like I got burned. [Ironic considering his own powers. If she wants to know more, she can always check out the handy link to his murder scene, but Dean isn't exactly itching to talk about the fact that he died and came back.]

I'm fine. It's healing. But my powers don't work. [Dean doesn't know if he can trust her, but she doesn't rub him the wrong way the way Sylar had and nobody she'd experimented.... tested had turned up dead, so.]

voice;

[somethinghidden]

So you're the one from that ordeal? Back from the dead, yeah?

voice;

[dontforgetpie]

Yeah. That was me. I'm alive, doing fine and I don't remember anything. [Somebody might be a little ticked about answering the same few questions at this point. But hey.] You were there?

voice;

[somethinghidden]

[ Can't blame the guy, so Simon doesn't take it personally that the guy has put all the answers to him straight. ]

Yeah, I got there after hearing a scream and smelling all the... ash and things. [ Like the smell of burnt flesh and all. Yeah, he wound up investigating instead of, idk, hitting the distress signal or calling the cops while running the other way. ] Lydia was already there; she saw you first.

voice;

[dontforgetpie]

Like the burning flesh? That's about the only thing I remember. The smell's gonna put e off barbecues for months. [That aside...]

Lydia was the girl, right? I've never talked to her. [He probably should, but what the hell would he say?]

[altercate]

You're sounding better.

[ tact, derek's still working on that. ]

Do you remember what happened?

[dontforgetpie]

Feeling less dead by the moment.

[Being less sarcastic, Dean's should probably be working on that.

And if it isn't the question of the hour.]

And no. I don't remember. [Liiiaaaar.]

Hey. Weren't you the guy who used to live next door to Sam? [He doesn't talk to that many people, and he recognizes the name.]

private. voice.

[askedtobe]

[ Fuck his life. Just. Fuck his life. ]

Why?

private. voice.

[dontforgetpie]

[Now there's a question Dean hasn't gotten yet. Pretty much everybody else just wants to know if he's alright or who Sylar is. Nobody's bothered asking why he wants to know about him.]

Can I take that as a yes? Friend of yours? [He really hopes not.]

private. voice.

[askedtobe]

[ Just..... a long pause because no one's thought to ask him that before. Because who the hell from home would? ]

You don't know the half of it. [ Sigh. ] I'm pretty sure the possibility of us being friends ended right around the time he tried to kill my niece. And if it makes you feel any better, he's killed me too, so- join the club.