Okay, where the heck did this come from?! Maaaaan, I cannot believe that I missed out on this story. Mmmm! Okay. Time to start reviewing. (I’m about twelve lines down and squealing already.)
(Molly’s eyes had widened when the chair shot across the room. “Wow!” she whispered. “That was cool …”) Ohhh, the poor little girl! She has no idea…
(While she was distracted, Mohinder locked eyes with Sylar. “Are you going to …” he mouthed ‘kill me?’) That was pretty smart. I just wanted to hug him to death there. He’s being so strong for his little girl!!
(“Who the hell are these people?” Mohinder demanded, feeling his terror escalate: Sylar was scared … that wasn’t good.) Ee! When the evil murderer starts showing fear… yeah, scream and run for the hills!!
(“It’s going to be ok, Molly,” Mohinder said, speeding through a red light at a glance from Sylar. “Don’t worry we’re … we’re going to be ok.”) Awww! Again, he’s trying so hard even when faced with all of that. Sylar’s look afterwards, too, made me laugh. Ee, he’s so pessimistic there!
(“When I know I’ll tell you,” Sylar caught the little girl’s eye. She stared boldly back at him. Fear, anger, confusion, and worry swirled in her brown eyes ? so open and innocent. It was jarring ? he stared straight ahead again. ) Oh yeah! Molly-induced guilt trip!!
(“Who are those men? There’s time now, right?” Mohinder swerved around a corner. “I wouldn’t ask if it was just you they were after, but they said ‘the scientist and the girl’ and we aren’t serial-killers on the run from the FBI.”) *Facepalms* Okay. This I could understand, and yes he should be upset about Sylar being all I-want-to-steal-your-supposed-ability on Molly, but slamming the breaks? Such a Mohinder thing to do while being chased. LOVED IT!
(Mohinder glanced in the mirror ? Molly was already asleep, using the laptop bag as a pillow ? and did as he was told. ) Ohhh, the poor little mite!!
(When the door shut, Mohinder faced Sylar. “Is that the last time I’m going to see her?” he demanded softly. ) And poor Mohinder! I felt so bad for him there, being so tough…
(Feverish prayers ran through his head as Sylar tossed him down onto the two beds. Mohinder couldn’t let himself think about what was happening or he knew he’d scream.) Eeeeeep!!! Again, poor Mohinder! Expecting to get killed, getting possibly worse-than-killed instead - yikes!! This was an amazing chapter. Mmmmm… Must go see if there is more…
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Date: 2008-05-30 05:50 pm (UTC)(Molly’s eyes had widened when the chair shot across the room. “Wow!” she whispered. “That was cool …”) Ohhh, the poor little girl! She has no idea…
(While she was distracted, Mohinder locked eyes with Sylar. “Are you going to …” he mouthed ‘kill me?’) That was pretty smart. I just wanted to hug him to death there. He’s being so strong for his little girl!!
(“Who the hell are these people?” Mohinder demanded, feeling his terror escalate: Sylar was scared … that wasn’t good.) Ee! When the evil murderer starts showing fear… yeah, scream and run for the hills!!
(“It’s going to be ok, Molly,” Mohinder said, speeding through a red light at a glance from Sylar. “Don’t worry we’re … we’re going to be ok.”) Awww! Again, he’s trying so hard even when faced with all of that. Sylar’s look afterwards, too, made me laugh. Ee, he’s so pessimistic there!
(“When I know I’ll tell you,” Sylar caught the little girl’s eye. She stared boldly back at him. Fear, anger, confusion, and worry swirled in her brown eyes ? so open and innocent. It was jarring ? he stared straight ahead again. ) Oh yeah! Molly-induced guilt trip!!
(“Who are those men? There’s time now, right?” Mohinder swerved around a corner. “I wouldn’t ask if it was just you they were after, but they said ‘the scientist and the girl’ and we aren’t serial-killers on the run from the FBI.”) *Facepalms* Okay. This I could understand, and yes he should be upset about Sylar being all I-want-to-steal-your-supposed-ability on Molly, but slamming the breaks? Such a Mohinder thing to do while being chased. LOVED IT!
(Mohinder glanced in the mirror ? Molly was already asleep, using the laptop bag as a pillow ? and did as he was told. ) Ohhh, the poor little mite!!
(When the door shut, Mohinder faced Sylar. “Is that the last time I’m going to see her?” he demanded softly. ) And poor Mohinder! I felt so bad for him there, being so tough…
(Feverish prayers ran through his head as Sylar tossed him down onto the two beds. Mohinder couldn’t let himself think about what was happening or he knew he’d scream.) Eeeeeep!!! Again, poor Mohinder! Expecting to get killed, getting possibly worse-than-killed instead - yikes!! This was an amazing chapter. Mmmmm… Must go see if there is more…