Sylar is that you?!

Summer 2021, Week 3

Wednesday afternoon

Cornhill, Old Towne

Laslow Karivatz-Briggins

Let's begin. Laslow smiles to himself; there were a few evos out today, whether they realized the potential they had or not. Focusing his gaze to detect who had powers, any normal passerby that was paying close attention would notice his pupils becomes slitted like those of a predatory reptile. In attempt to not stand out, he had dressed in a more casual attire than he preferred, khaki shorts, a gray T-shirt that had the print "If you can read this, you're too close" and a plain gray baseball cap. Looking for the sort of static the betrayed an evo from a normie, there were a few individuals that he takes notice of, and attempts to further focus, looking for the static to become clearer, less of a jumbled mess of white noise and more of a clear visual cue as to what secrets they were purposely or unwittingly hiding.

[Type 2, Basicx5 Minor x3, -3EP]

Boogeyman

Take them... Take them ALL

Laslow Karivatz-Briggins

His face becomes flat, a boring selection of unaware imbeciles that they could be so much more. Someone with a barely perceptible enhanced vision? Boring. An unawakened ability to teleport? Useless. The only one that caught his eye after peering was a fledgling person with enhanced agility.
They'll do.
Feigning the appearance of someone lost in thought, he put in a set of headphones connected to nothing, the jack tucked snugly into his shorts pocket. His vision dulls, unfocusing on his marks as their signals returned to static, remaining in 'detection mode' for now in case someone more interesting catches his eye.
Making his way towards the person with enhanced agility approaching them as they finish tying their shoelaces and return to their quicker than normal jog, he "accidentally" bumps into them, making contact with the person's bare arm.
"Hey! Watch it, jerk!" They shout indignantly.
"Fuck off." He retorts flatly, hiding his excitement as the power suffuses his body, maintaining his pace past the unwitting pawn until they were out of sight.

Boogeyman

YESSSS...

Laslow Karivatz-Briggins

He smiles and immediately breaks into a dead sprint, exercising this power as the exhilaration takes him, running around the neighborhood, the sheer rush of simply having a power like this enough to make him feel alive, even if for a fleeting moment.

[Type 1, Minor x10, -10EP]

The power begins to fade from his body shortly after. No... NO... I need more! Just a little more time! Pushing his body to try and hold on to the power, to hold on to the pace he maintained for only a minute or so, but the feeling fades, leaving him feeling hollow, useless. Scowling at his ineptitude, he returns to scanning for another target, another power to try out.

Boogeyman

MOOREEE

Laslow Karivatz-Briggins

I need more...

Type

Record, Historical

Medium

Digital Recording, Text

Authoring Date

July 7, 2021

Authors

• Laslow Karivatz-Briggins