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[SEPT 15] [HEROES] STRANGE COURTSHIP (1/16)
Title: Strange Courtship (1/16)
Day/Theme: Sept 15, inevitable flooding of one’s soul
Series: Heroes
Character/Pairing: Claire/Sylar
Rating: PG-13
Claire can remember when there were other things in her life, other people. They’re just memories now. Fragments of a life when she was normal, when her biggest worries were about homework and cheerleading.
She doesn’t think about things like that any more. It has been sixty – no, that’s not right, almost seventy – years now. She’s almost a hundred years old, and she looks barely older than her early twenties. Apparently, she does age after all – just very, very slowly. At least, that’s what Molly told her once, and really, if anyone was going to understand Claire’s ability, it was Molly Walker-Suresh, who had followed her adopted father into a career as a geneticist, and had made a long, careful study of Claire’s physiology. Molly is an old woman now, but still energetic. Claire visits, but not often. It hurts to see Molly like this, when Claire remembers her as a smiling little girl, who’d bugged her with questions when she came to see Mohinder.
Molly – like Mohinder before her – has helped Claire understand her physical limitations, but her psychological state is something that no-one, however good a friend, has ever been able to help with. More and more, she feels like her old life is slipping away. Every time someone from that life passes away the feeling worsens, and she starts to realise that one day, she’ll still be there but everyone she knows will be gone.
But no… not everyone. There’ll always be him. He was called Gabriel, once, and later Sylar, and since then he’s probably gone by as many names as she has. The names don’t matter. What matters is that he is the one constant in her world. He’s been following her (chasing her) for years now. Sometimes he catches up. When he does, he tries to talk to her, tries to convince her that they’re meant to be together.
Sometimes he tries to persuade her with compliments and pretty words. Sometimes he turns to pain, to hurting her. She pretends that none of it works, but gradually, over the years, she starts to feel less hatred for him. She finds that her feelings about him are changing, and that scares her.
She doesn’t tell anyone that, least of all him.
Instead she keeps to herself, and thinks. He’s like the tide, she realises. Strong and constant, and impossible to turn back. No, she thinks, that doesn’t explain it all. He’s more like a flood - unstoppable and overwhelming, swallowing everything in its path.
She knows that she will, one day, be swallowed up by the flood. She knows, deep down, that her decision to keep running is only prolonging the inevitable, but she also knows that she cannot stop, because stopping would mean that she had given up, and she cannot give up.
So she will run, and he will chase, until the inevitable happens.
Day/Theme: Sept 15, inevitable flooding of one’s soul
Series: Heroes
Character/Pairing: Claire/Sylar
Rating: PG-13
Claire can remember when there were other things in her life, other people. They’re just memories now. Fragments of a life when she was normal, when her biggest worries were about homework and cheerleading.
She doesn’t think about things like that any more. It has been sixty – no, that’s not right, almost seventy – years now. She’s almost a hundred years old, and she looks barely older than her early twenties. Apparently, she does age after all – just very, very slowly. At least, that’s what Molly told her once, and really, if anyone was going to understand Claire’s ability, it was Molly Walker-Suresh, who had followed her adopted father into a career as a geneticist, and had made a long, careful study of Claire’s physiology. Molly is an old woman now, but still energetic. Claire visits, but not often. It hurts to see Molly like this, when Claire remembers her as a smiling little girl, who’d bugged her with questions when she came to see Mohinder.
Molly – like Mohinder before her – has helped Claire understand her physical limitations, but her psychological state is something that no-one, however good a friend, has ever been able to help with. More and more, she feels like her old life is slipping away. Every time someone from that life passes away the feeling worsens, and she starts to realise that one day, she’ll still be there but everyone she knows will be gone.
But no… not everyone. There’ll always be him. He was called Gabriel, once, and later Sylar, and since then he’s probably gone by as many names as she has. The names don’t matter. What matters is that he is the one constant in her world. He’s been following her (chasing her) for years now. Sometimes he catches up. When he does, he tries to talk to her, tries to convince her that they’re meant to be together.
Sometimes he tries to persuade her with compliments and pretty words. Sometimes he turns to pain, to hurting her. She pretends that none of it works, but gradually, over the years, she starts to feel less hatred for him. She finds that her feelings about him are changing, and that scares her.
She doesn’t tell anyone that, least of all him.
Instead she keeps to herself, and thinks. He’s like the tide, she realises. Strong and constant, and impossible to turn back. No, she thinks, that doesn’t explain it all. He’s more like a flood - unstoppable and overwhelming, swallowing everything in its path.
She knows that she will, one day, be swallowed up by the flood. She knows, deep down, that her decision to keep running is only prolonging the inevitable, but she also knows that she cannot stop, because stopping would mean that she had given up, and she cannot give up.
So she will run, and he will chase, until the inevitable happens.