Peter hadn't gotten feed back from Matt in a long time. They'd barely known each other when the disaster at Kirby Plaza took place, wiping Manhattan clear off the map. Now, he's almost stunned by it, and worse, by the fear that courses through his veins. It's crippling.
Grabbing his head, Peter falls to his knees, growling as he tries his best to fight unconsciousness. It's not easy.
While Peter falls, Mohinder coughs up the bullets again and, smelling blood in the air, looks up to see Sylar almost gently cradling his lover in his arms. Matt does nothing but twitch periodically.
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Date: 2011-12-21 11:54 pm (UTC)Grabbing his head, Peter falls to his knees, growling as he tries his best to fight unconsciousness. It's not easy.
While Peter falls, Mohinder coughs up the bullets again and, smelling blood in the air, looks up to see Sylar almost gently cradling his lover in his arms. Matt does nothing but twitch periodically.