http://thepainted-lady.livejournal.com/ ([identity profile] thepainted-lady.livejournal.com) wrote in [personal profile] thepainted_lady 2011-02-28 01:32 am (UTC)

Lydia glanced at him measuringly, considering the options. More than anything, she wanted out of here, and not to come back, never ever to come back to all the memories caught here. Swallowing, she nodded slightly, and moved forward to slide her arms around Sylar and take his weight off of Peter, lifting him easily enough.

"I can carry him. Get our stuff."

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