Both Mohinder Suresh and I made it to the hospital and looked at our blood under the microscope. Thought you might want to see it.
[ He attaches some pictures, the first two labelled "Zane - Basic Magnification" and "Mohinder - Basic Magnification". Both pictures look like normal blood under a microscope. After that are two more pictures: "Zane - 10x Enhancement" and "Mohinder - 10x Enhancement". In both, there are little black flecks, still too small to be distinguishable but very much not usual for slides of blood. ]
I also want to get a tissue sample of the nurse Jia Xu under the microscope, but I can't get into the room she's sealed away in. I'm currently waiting for someone to arrive that's small enough to manage it.
[Sherlock studies the slides before he bothers to respond. Is there a marked difference in the amount of flecks in either sample, or do Mohinder and 'Zane' both display roughly the same amount of flecks?]
This sample is a good start. Test both subjects again tomorrow, and each subsequent day for one week.
[ They both appear to have roughly the same amount of flecks. ]
Can't test Mohinder anymore. I'm pretty sure he's dead.
If he comes back, I'll make sure we test his blood, too. I'll continue testing mine, but I might not be able to stay the whole week. It's the whole 'cabin fever' problem.
[ The reaction surprises even him for a moment, but it does make him laugh at his tablet. Sherlock, you are a delight. He is sorely tempted to just have out with it and tell him Mohinder's slides are already post-mortem. The detective might have a pretty good idea about Sylar, anyway.
Tough decisions. Which is why there's a pause before he responds. ]
[Well, that clicks into position. No man would respond like that unless he had something to hide, it's a defensive reaction to try and gauge how bad the damage it. Which means he's touched on something that Zane does not want touched on.
It has to be to do with Mohinder Suresh's corpse. The logical answer being that Mr. Taylor was the one to create said corpse. Ah. Well, he did already deduce the man was a potential psychopath or sociopath, this merely adds a violent dimension to that.]
[ Okay. Careful now. It's negotiation time, clearly. He has no idea if this will work. It's honestly thrilling for him, too. ]
You're not in the habit of being trapped inside a future-town in Alaska, either.
Listen, I see how the Joker's treated. I can't do much with anything if I have righteous people chasing me down constantly. What happened was the result of a personal disagreement between me and Dr. Suresh, relating to events before we arrived here. It is unlikely it will be repeated.
I'm not a danger to anyone here. I just want to figure out what's going on in this town, and I realize that your expertise vastly increases our chances. I'm not asking you to cover for me, just not say anything about this particular item. If I get myself caught, or do something else that gets me caught, then that's on me. And obviously, the longer I'm available to help, the more evidence I'll be able to collect for you.
[ Back home, he'd play around and joke. But here, it's Sherlock that has the superpowers. As much as he hates it, he has to at least acknowledge it. He doesn't have the privilege of treating this lightly. ]
[That's a lot of justification and rationalisation.
If he were a more foolish man, he might be swayed to believe it. That the murder was a one off due to disagreements. Oh, there's truth in it, of course they knew one another previously and the death was fuelled by something more than bloodlust. Zane is intelligent, he is not the sort to kill without gain.
But he's also not the sort to completely rein himself in. He'll get bored of playing nice, and then other corpses will pile up. He should say something conciliatory or calming so he doesn't set off a potential powder keg.]
Liar. Try again.
[Not most of it, just the important bit. About being a danger to others here.]
[Very interesting. That one word tells him a lot more about this man than he had before. Named himself after a watch brand, that means he's meticulous, values precision, values the intricacy of how things work. It backs up his words that he's unlikely to be a loose cannon of danger, at least.]
That is a pseudonym you have chosen yourself, likely either just before or just after the first time you killed. A way to mark yourself as different from the mundane life before. A way to single yourself out as special.
[ That is, to say, it was a very accurate deduction. Seeing Sherlock's brilliance on display is something of a treat. Far less fun is the question of his real name, but he's willing to give that, too. It feels almost more like blackmail material than the fact that he just killed someone. ]
[Interesting, that means it's likely he had a religious parent. Mother, not father. Dead now. Or soon to be dead. A man like Gabriel Gray won't be able to marry up the special man he thinks he is now, with the mundane of his family.]
Back to business. How did you kill Suresh, did you remain with the body until it vanished, how long did it take to vanish, how long has he been dead, have you found his body since?
[He knows there has to be an explanation behind these seemingly vanishing corpses. No body just disappears.]
[ That one sentence brought out a sense of relief in Sylar. Ever since he'd come across the ones actually labeling themselves as superheroes, he'd felt a target on his back and a sense of doubt he didn't want to look too deeply into. But the statement still rang true. That Sherlock was continuing to call him Gabriel took some of the happiness out of it, but he was hardly surprised. ]
Now that, we can agree on.
Unfortunately, I expect you'll be disappointed by this report. I had to prioritize not getting caught, and so there were long stretches of time I had to abandon the corpse. I killed him with a guitar string at 1:13pm, and it got far more messy than I intended. I spent three hours using vinegar to pull up the blood. I moved the body to the third floor women's restroom, and less than half an hour later, two men arrived at the hospital. I had to leave the body to talk to them and establish a story. Luckily, they weren't all that interested in conversation, but Mr. Solomons is observant and I had to be more careful around him. The body was there at 7 pm, 9:20pm, and 11:12pm. It was gone when I went to check on it at 12:45am. I haven't seen the body again. It hasn't reappeared in the morgue.
[He's not surprised by the meticulous detail in the timing. This man was a watchmaker, precision was everything to him. Still, he is disappointed by the long stretch of time where the body could easily have been moved to make it 'disappear'.
Some time between 11:12 and 12:45, over an hour.]
It's enough for starting data.
[He supposes.]
Where are you now, where are you heading, are you travelling with anyone?
[ It's okay, Sherlock. Sylar was disappointed, too, after he realized the detective was asking about the dead bodies. ]
I'm still at the hospital. I'm waiting on a talking cat to arrive, so we can try to get into the room Jia Xu's body is left in. I want to get a sample from her to put under the microscope. I might not be able to stay for that, due to the 'cabin fever' I keep hearing about. But I'll be here until then.
I'm alone, currently. When I leave, I plan to head northeast to the unexplored areas.
Possibly believed because the man was legitimately insane without the addition of the suggestions this town provides, or possibly one of the many illusions that need to be debunked here. Either way, it's of little interest for now.]
If you get a sample, send me a copy of the results immediately.
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@godsend, text, Day 166
[ He attaches some pictures, the first two labelled "Zane - Basic Magnification" and "Mohinder - Basic Magnification". Both pictures look like normal blood under a microscope. After that are two more pictures: "Zane - 10x Enhancement" and "Mohinder - 10x Enhancement". In both, there are little black flecks, still too small to be distinguishable but very much not usual for slides of blood. ]
I also want to get a tissue sample of the nurse Jia Xu under the microscope, but I can't get into the room she's sealed away in. I'm currently waiting for someone to arrive that's small enough to manage it.
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This sample is a good start. Test both subjects again tomorrow, and each subsequent day for one week.
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Can't test Mohinder anymore. I'm pretty sure he's dead.
If he comes back, I'll make sure we test his blood, too. I'll continue testing mine, but I might not be able to stay the whole week. It's the whole 'cabin fever' problem.
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[Inappropriate? Never mind.]
Find his corpse as soon as you can and take a sample from that, we need to identify if the dead possess the same number of machines as the living.
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Tough decisions. Which is why there's a pause before he responds. ]
Sherlock, what do you know about me so far?
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It has to be to do with Mohinder Suresh's corpse. The logical answer being that Mr. Taylor was the one to create said corpse. Ah. Well, he did already deduce the man was a potential psychopath or sociopath, this merely adds a violent dimension to that.]
Did you take that sample postmortem?
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I did.
Could you maybe not spread that part around? I'll continue to help you as much as I can.
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I'm a consulting detective, I'm not in the habit of concealing murderers.
[That's not a no, however.]
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You're not in the habit of being trapped inside a future-town in Alaska, either.
Listen, I see how the Joker's treated. I can't do much with anything if I have righteous people chasing me down constantly. What happened was the result of a personal disagreement between me and Dr. Suresh, relating to events before we arrived here. It is unlikely it will be repeated.
I'm not a danger to anyone here. I just want to figure out what's going on in this town, and I realize that your expertise vastly increases our chances. I'm not asking you to cover for me, just not say anything about this particular item. If I get myself caught, or do something else that gets me caught, then that's on me. And obviously, the longer I'm available to help, the more evidence I'll be able to collect for you.
[ Back home, he'd play around and joke. But here, it's Sherlock that has the superpowers. As much as he hates it, he has to at least acknowledge it. He doesn't have the privilege of treating this lightly. ]
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If he were a more foolish man, he might be swayed to believe it. That the murder was a one off due to disagreements. Oh, there's truth in it, of course they knew one another previously and the death was fuelled by something more than bloodlust. Zane is intelligent, he is not the sort to kill without gain.
But he's also not the sort to completely rein himself in. He'll get bored of playing nice, and then other corpses will pile up. He should say something conciliatory or calming so he doesn't set off a potential powder keg.]
Liar. Try again.
[Not most of it, just the important bit. About being a danger to others here.]
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I'm probably not a danger here?
Honestly, I can't get what I want here in the first place, so hurting anyone else is kind of pointless.
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What is your name?
[That's his price for silence. For now. Also he will probably tell John anyway.]
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Sylar.
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That is a pseudonym you have chosen yourself, likely either just before or just after the first time you killed. A way to mark yourself as different from the mundane life before. A way to single yourself out as special.
What is your name?
no subject
[ That is, to say, it was a very accurate deduction. Seeing Sherlock's brilliance on display is something of a treat. Far less fun is the question of his real name, but he's willing to give that, too. It feels almost more like blackmail material than the fact that he just killed someone. ]
Gabriel Gray.
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We have an agreement, Gabriel.
1/2
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Are you going to tell Dr. Watson about this?
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Only if it becomes relevant.
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Guess I better try to make sure it doesn't become relevant, then. I imagine he'd go straight to the heroes about this.
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[Don't be such a child.]
Back to business. How did you kill Suresh, did you remain with the body until it vanished, how long did it take to vanish, how long has he been dead, have you found his body since?
[He knows there has to be an explanation behind these seemingly vanishing corpses. No body just disappears.]
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Now that, we can agree on.
Unfortunately, I expect you'll be disappointed by this report. I had to prioritize not getting caught, and so there were long stretches of time I had to abandon the corpse. I killed him with a guitar string at 1:13pm, and it got far more messy than I intended. I spent three hours using vinegar to pull up the blood. I moved the body to the third floor women's restroom, and less than half an hour later, two men arrived at the hospital. I had to leave the body to talk to them and establish a story. Luckily, they weren't all that interested in conversation, but Mr. Solomons is observant and I had to be more careful around him. The body was there at 7 pm, 9:20pm, and 11:12pm. It was gone when I went to check on it at 12:45am. I haven't seen the body again. It hasn't reappeared in the morgue.
no subject
Some time between 11:12 and 12:45, over an hour.]
It's enough for starting data.
[He supposes.]
Where are you now, where are you heading, are you travelling with anyone?
no subject
I'm still at the hospital. I'm waiting on a talking cat to arrive, so we can try to get into the room Jia Xu's body is left in. I want to get a sample from her to put under the microscope. I might not be able to stay for that, due to the 'cabin fever' I keep hearing about. But I'll be here until then.
I'm alone, currently. When I leave, I plan to head northeast to the unexplored areas.
no subject
Possibly believed because the man was legitimately insane without the addition of the suggestions this town provides, or possibly one of the many illusions that need to be debunked here. Either way, it's of little interest for now.]
If you get a sample, send me a copy of the results immediately.
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