The Arby's Meme

[slut]

You've just walked into an Arby's!

The only rules:
1. All characters enter drunk.
2. They're thinking Arby's.

Optional link to Arby's menu FOR AUTHENTICITY!!!

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Gabriel 'Sylar' Gray | Heroes | OTA

[thebestbrainsintown]

[He had no idea he would get drunk, but it did happen, and he feels like complete shit.


But food, glorious food, and Gabriel was never picky about where it comes from to begin with. He was seated at a booth with a few discarded wrappers infront of him, and the only thing that he had in his hand was a carton of curly fries that he is devouring.

Seated on the floor besides him is a black bag stuffed with his bloodied discarded clothing. He had fulfilled the one hunger, and now he had fulfilled the other. ]

[spongetastic]

[Peter is more or less reclined in a booth. He's pretty drunk too, but not so drunk he doesn't notice Sylar in the restaurant]

Didn't know you liked this place.

[thebestbrainsintown]

[He had a very busy night, the time spent on the prowl after another special with a useful ability and an impressive liquor cabinet. Sylar is just slouched in the corner of his seat.]

This place is shit, but I still have to eat. Let me guess, you took your new little friend out for a date.

[spongetastic]

Nah, went out with Hesam. He thought I needed a guy's night or something, I donno. [he shrugs vaguely]

I think he left.

[thebestbrainsintown]

Who? This Hesam?

[He just simply stares at the grease covered fries that he couldn't force himself to finish. These make bad diner food look appetizing.]

[spongetastic]

Yeah, I told him I'd get a ride home.

[he sits up enough to examine those fries] You going to eat the rest of those?

[thebestbrainsintown]

I didn't exactly drive here, and I'm not a passenger plane.

[He looks at the fries, and he 'shoves' them over towards Peter's table. ] I'm surprised you're going to bother with them.

[spongetastic]

I was thinking of a taxi. You know, that thing normal people use to get around in New York.

[om nom delicious curly fries] I'm hungry and you looked like you were done.

[thebestbrainsintown]

I know what a taxi is, and I'm not above using one. I just have to pray it's not Mohinder as the driver.

[He slouches down even further into his chair, and he rests his hand over his eyes.] I feel like I just ate a bucket of rocks.

[spongetastic]

You make a habit out of eating rocks? [he grins teasingly]

[thebestbrainsintown]

Nooo.... [He grumbles at the hideous attempt at teasing.]

[spongetastic]

[he laughs] So... where you gonna ditch those? Don't think I don't know what's in that bag.

[thebestbrainsintown]

[He slowly looks down to the bag at his feet.] The dumpster in the back.

[spongetastic]

You know there's a good chance they'll call the police. Look at security cameras, stuff like that.

[thebestbrainsintown]

I'm not that sloppy with my work.

[spongetastic]

Sloppy enough for you to get blood on clothes.

[thebestbrainsintown]

[ This wouldn't be the first time he made a mess of himself. ] If it's not the dumpster, I'll take them somewhere and burn them.

[spongetastic]

Probably a better idea. Get rid of the evidence. [why is he even encouraging this? Oh, yeah, drunk]

[thebestbrainsintown]

I'm surprised you're going along with this. Are you finally turning over to the dark side?

[spongetastic]

I hope you don't start a Darth Vader impression.

[thebestbrainsintown]

Worried you might enjoy being a villain?

[spongetastic]

I'm not worried about that at all. I'm worried about you: I don't want us to fight anymore.

[thebestbrainsintown]

I'll be fine. And, you're mother was very good at accepting me for what I am. [ He picks up a salt shaker, and the acrylic surface begins to get a thin coating of ice. ]

[spongetastic]

Well, I accept you for who you are. There's a difference.

[thebestbrainsintown]

[ The layer of ice intensifies over the salt shaker, and eventually the acrylic shattering in Sylar's hand. There's the vague hint of a smile on his face. ] You're not using me as a weapon for starters.