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[So idk I guess they're sitting somewhere quiet, like a library or something so she has to sit super close so they don't make a scene of disrupt people while they're talking. Which I don't know why they would pick a library, because Lila practically lives at the one in the castle so library would be the first place to look for her. Lapse in logic maybe, who knows.

Regardless the quiet surroundings is why she leans over to speak to him, a propos of nothing because this has nothing to do with their previous conversation.]

I turn eighteen in a month.

[um they're doing research ok. serial killer mafia research. everyone knows there's no place sexier than a library ... ]

Huh. I thought you were older than that. [he saw robin's reaction to her id but he was ~~hoping for~~ betting on 19 or 20!! sobs.]

Made any plans yet?

[Whatever she isn't jailbait in England, you're on the wrong continent sweetheart. She crosses her legs absently, flipping a page of her book smoothly.]

I'm going to have a party.

[ukw maybe he'll hide in a suitcase and follow her to england. (but probably not. we just don't know.) he leans in like he's trying to read the page she's looking at, when he's really just whispering in her ear.]

What kind of party? Is it presumptuous to ask if I'm invited?

I haven't decided. [A beat, as if she's thinking about it.] Are you asking for an invitation?

Let's just say that if you asked, I'd say yes.

[Oh shit Lila's smiling.] A masquerade then, so you'll fit right in.

Oh, I love it. Very Phantom of the Opera.

Could be fun. Everyone is a stranger in the dark, all kinds of mischief could happen and none would be the wiser as to who managed it. [So if everybody starts making out... well no, that would be obviously Lila's doing.]

Sounds like you might be planning some mischief yourself. [and he's down with that ok. dtf even.]

Wouldn't be a decent party without it. Besides, its my birthday -- I can do whatever I want.

[Pro-tip: its him, js. She ain't even subtle.]

[what is that on your thigh under the table lila?? nbd it's just sylar's hand. i hope the library's sprinkler system is up to date because it is getting hot in hurr.]

I can't wait to go. Now all I have to do is find the right costume. Mask? Whatever.

[Her legs uncross and recross and if his hand goes higher that is clearly a coincidence.]

I'd be happy to provide the mask. 'course, then I would know it was you. Might take all the fun out of it.

[yep his hand just slides on up i don't know how that could have possibly happened.] Maybe you could give me a few to choose from and then not look. At least that way, the chance of it being me would be a little diluted.

Maybe. [She affects a thoughtful expression, turning the page again as if they're actually reading the book.] But in the dark, all those masks and music... I might not be able to tell by your voice alone. There should be a tell, one no one else would be able to recreate.

What kind of tell? Like you said, it's going to be dark. We could always do some kind of secret question-answer thing. You know, have a password.

Those are too easy to figure out. [She shakes her head slowly.] No, I was thinking something more personal. I have an idea of one that might work...

Yeah? You'll have to demonstrate.

[Don't need to tell her twice. She disregards the book and leans in, one hand going to his shoulder, the other curling around the edge of the chair and pushing her up slightly.] I was thinking something like this. [Her mouth presses to his firmly, fingers digging in against his shoulder. It's a hell of a password.]

[ WELL DAMN GURL. u are in the library!!!11 sylar gives a negative amount of shits, though, and is quite happy to roll with it. however, he's too surprised to actually ... do anything besides sit there and be kissed. after she finally stops, he can only make a somewhat dazed expression and say: ]

I won't forget that one any time soon.

Are you sure? [She laughs softly because your fais.] You look a little, hmm, distracted.

Maybe you should try it again, just in case.

[If you insist. She leans in 90%, going at this like Hitch, he's going to have to go the last 10%. Her voice is a tiny little whisper.] Practice makes perfect.

[it's ok he's ready now and has that 10 percent right hurr. this time, he uses one hand to grip the edge of the table and the other to tightly grip her opposite shoulder while kissing her.]

Like that, right? [he whispers, too, without pulling his face away.]

Yes. Shut up now. [Gosh, she is just so nice, but he can use his mouth for such better things and Lila is just sort of... preoccupied with the kissing, honestly. She smiles a little before diving right back in, the hand on his shoulder slipping to circle her arm around his neck, pulling herself closer.]