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When; October 23, Evening/Night
Rating; PG for now~
Characters; Willow Rosenberg hexhax, Peter Petrelli powersponge, and supraiz Sylar makes_you_tick
Summary; PLOTTING A GO GO AT THE ZOO. Trying to stop the curse madness, or at least help more people survive it.
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Willow closed the circle around the unicorn pen and smiled, reaching out to pet the unicorn that had come close. The protection circle was basic, but it would do, for now. Nobody would get in unless the unicorns, as a whole, wanted them to. They'd be safe. Stuffing her hands in the pockets of her coat, Willow began to look around for Peter. The Zoo was pretty nice and deserted. It was as a good a meeting spot as any. If trouble reared its head, Willow figured she could put up enough of a fight to get them to a safer locale.

Heck, she knew she could.

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To avoid any unwanted attacks, Peter had chosen the safest, quickest way there; which meant not only was he flying, but invisible. This might have been why he seemed to have appear from no where.

"It's ok," he said lifting his arms in the air, "It's just me."

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"I know," said the redhead with a smile, as she turned to face him, "Don't ask how. It's the whole witch thing. Tough to explain." She extended her hand. "Nice to finally meet you in person, Peter," she continued.

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"I won't, doubt we have time for stories, anyway." he said, taking her hand and shaking it.

"Where're the friends you were talking about?"

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Motioning to the unicorn pen, Willow smiled. "Them," she said, "Don't get too close. I cast a protection circle, so it'd be like running into a brick wall."

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Fighting a look of confusion, he merely nods. "Looks like my plans for dinner are off."

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Willow chuckled, only to blink and grow serious almost immediately. Turning around, her hand outstretched as energy gathered into it, she narrowed her eyes. "Who's there?" she demanded, "Show yourself." She knew someone else was there. She could feel them.

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Peter's attention went to the place where Willow was searching. He didn't recall anyone following him there.

"Er, Rogue Unicorn?"

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"Sorry to disappoint you, Peter." Sylar appeared a few feet behind him, emerging from the shadows. He's really not that terribly much taller than Peter, but he still seems to tower over the both of them, wearing a trenchcoat and a black ballcap.

"That's a nice trick," he says, nodding at Willow. "How did you know?"

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Willow didn't lower her hand, merely relaxed a little, her eyes staying locked on the stranger that had appeared. "Friend of yours?" she asked, the question obviously directed to Peter.

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Once again, Peter was fighting the urge to roll his eyes. "Obviously," was the only word he could manage to pull from his vocabulary.

He cleared his throat, "What do you want?"

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"I wanted to help." He looked to the side, as if realizing that wasn't going to sound sincere, especially not with the way he'd been staring at Willow. She was very interesting. "You are meeting to talk about the witch trials, aren't you? Are you planning to do anything about them?" His eyes move back to Willow, watching her carefully. "Or lay low and watch people die, one by one?"

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The hand slowly lowered, though her guard was still up. He was hard to read; all she knew was that he had power he wasn't afraid to use. "The former is the plan," she said, "This is just a little... Strategy session. Go in without a plan, and you may as well sign your death warrant. Fortune favors the bold, not the stupid."

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Peter studied Sylar, it never did any good. Sylar had always thought he was a brilliant actor, and Peter had always been naive enough to give him another shot.

"Help the city, or help yourself?" Peter asked, an eyebrow raised. "This isn't a buffet, Sylar, even if the unicorns do look tasty."

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Sylar smirked at Peter, then turned to Willow. "Don't I always want to help the city?" Peter was technically the one who endangered the last one. "The burnings are only going to get worse. The more quickly they're taken down, the better. What's going to go up against me? Against the two of you? Anyone with power will be accused, won't they?" His eyes are sharp and bright, animating him as he speaks.

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Willow looked thoughtful. "You have a point," she agreed, "But we still aren't sure who's at the lead of the whole thing. And even then, you have to keep in mind that this is a curse. Most of these people who are accusing others have no real control over what they're doing." Her face was set firm. "I have no intention of killing anyone," she continued, "But I will defend myself if need be."

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Peter couldn't hold this one back, "Are you kidding me?" Help the city, right.

"Whatever, we take them down, they build more. There's nothing to do but help rescue those they have already captured."

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Sylar had had a zoned-out look to his face- he hadn't realized this was a curse. But then Peter was looking at him with disbelief and he smirked back. "You really think a defensive strategy is going to be enough? Well- I suppose it's not your funeral." He turned away slightly, looking back to the center of the City. Even now he could hear it tick- it was comforting.