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Ten Minutes & Mismanagement and Grief by strangesicksad (R)
Fandom: HEROES
Pairing: Mohinder/Sylar
Length:
Author on LJ:![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
strangesicksad
Author Website: Her Journal
Why this must be read: Because these stories have the most pitch-perfect and in-character dialogue I’ve ever read. In a break from this month's 'fun' theme of recs, these stories are really tense and suspenseful and dark (the first much more than the second), but there’s a wonderful undercurrent of dry humour running underneath that is super engaging. The first one reimagines the lab scene in Powerless, and the second takes place during Mohinder’s time working for Arthur.
Excerpt:
Mohinder exhaled. “I should leave this place. Destroy the formula and run.”
“No. Stay. Find out what his plan is. Get the formula right and heal yourself,” Sylar said. “I’ll protect you from my father.”
“I don’t want your help.”
“I wasn’t offering. I was telling you what I’m going to do.”
There was Sylar the faceless boogeyman, and there was the man he’d known for a few giddy days as Zane Taylor, and somewhere between the two was the figure who sat next to him, staring at him as though he was fighting the urge to lop off the top of his head, or possibly the urge to bury his nose in his hair. Both thoughts were equally unsettling.
Ten Minutes
Mismanagement and Grief
Pairing: Mohinder/Sylar
Length:
Author on LJ:
strangesicksadAuthor Website: Her Journal
Why this must be read: Because these stories have the most pitch-perfect and in-character dialogue I’ve ever read. In a break from this month's 'fun' theme of recs, these stories are really tense and suspenseful and dark (the first much more than the second), but there’s a wonderful undercurrent of dry humour running underneath that is super engaging. The first one reimagines the lab scene in Powerless, and the second takes place during Mohinder’s time working for Arthur.
Excerpt:
Mohinder exhaled. “I should leave this place. Destroy the formula and run.”
“No. Stay. Find out what his plan is. Get the formula right and heal yourself,” Sylar said. “I’ll protect you from my father.”
“I don’t want your help.”
“I wasn’t offering. I was telling you what I’m going to do.”
There was Sylar the faceless boogeyman, and there was the man he’d known for a few giddy days as Zane Taylor, and somewhere between the two was the figure who sat next to him, staring at him as though he was fighting the urge to lop off the top of his head, or possibly the urge to bury his nose in his hair. Both thoughts were equally unsettling.
Ten Minutes
Mismanagement and Grief