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crack_van2009-04-22 10:29 pm
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Road Trip (To Hell) by Moorish (R)
Fandom: HEROES
Pairing: Implied Sylar/Danko, Sylar/Luke
Length: ~2600
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moorishflower
Author Website: Author's fic tagged here
Why this must be read: Because Danko isn't just an antagonist there to be the bane of the lives of the our heroes. Or, you know, not all the time. Because after shaking hands with Sylar counting fingers may be the least of his problems.
An alert sends the agents of Building 26 chasing after Sylar. Finding him does not make Danko's day when he's found 'useful' and, unwilling, they start off on a long distance drive. Danko is as professional, bitter and driven as ever - especially in his rivalry with Bennet, and the sketching out of Robinson and life in the agency.
Sylar is both amusingly petty and threatening, and Danko spends an awful lot of time thinking about it. I really think the reciprocity of the Sylar/Luke hit their canon well, and have much awww for the stuffed bunny shortouts.
Bennet is the one who points it out, who makes it into more than it probably is. Drinking slightly burnt coffee from a styrofoam cup, the best the United States government can provide for their top agents, he glances over Emile’s shoulder and pauses. His eyes crinkle with suppressed mirth.
“You’ve got a fan,” he says, low, amused. He sips his coffee and grimaces, but that doesn’t wipe the smirk from his mouth. Emile wants to break his face open. Instead, he half-turns, just fast enough to catch the new recruit glance up and then quickly down again, tan cheeks stained with the faintest hint of blood.
“Puppy love,” Emile deems it; he does nothing to hide the disgust creeping into his voice. He has no need for fawning admirers. “I don’t fuck dogs, Bennet.”
Road Trip (To Hell)
Pairing: Implied Sylar/Danko, Sylar/Luke
Length: ~2600
Author on LJ:
moorishflowerAuthor Website: Author's fic tagged here
Why this must be read: Because Danko isn't just an antagonist there to be the bane of the lives of the our heroes. Or, you know, not all the time. Because after shaking hands with Sylar counting fingers may be the least of his problems.
An alert sends the agents of Building 26 chasing after Sylar. Finding him does not make Danko's day when he's found 'useful' and, unwilling, they start off on a long distance drive. Danko is as professional, bitter and driven as ever - especially in his rivalry with Bennet, and the sketching out of Robinson and life in the agency.
Sylar is both amusingly petty and threatening, and Danko spends an awful lot of time thinking about it. I really think the reciprocity of the Sylar/Luke hit their canon well, and have much awww for the stuffed bunny shortouts.
Bennet is the one who points it out, who makes it into more than it probably is. Drinking slightly burnt coffee from a styrofoam cup, the best the United States government can provide for their top agents, he glances over Emile’s shoulder and pauses. His eyes crinkle with suppressed mirth.
“You’ve got a fan,” he says, low, amused. He sips his coffee and grimaces, but that doesn’t wipe the smirk from his mouth. Emile wants to break his face open. Instead, he half-turns, just fast enough to catch the new recruit glance up and then quickly down again, tan cheeks stained with the faintest hint of blood.
“Puppy love,” Emile deems it; he does nothing to hide the disgust creeping into his voice. He has no need for fawning admirers. “I don’t fuck dogs, Bennet.”
Road Trip (To Hell)