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Who: Gabriel and Mohinder (Original)
When: After Sylar let Mohinder live. It was a big deal.
What: Putting off the wedding thing isn't good for anyone.
No one was dead. No one. Not a single person. The Sylar that had proven that he was invincible and more powerful than any other creature in the universe had dropped by to say hello, roll his eyes, flex his telekinetic muscles, and then didn't kill anyone. That was more miracle than Mohinder was really willing to let himself believe in, but it had happened and was on the security footage. Jack made them all watch it twice. Probably for punishment. And also to keep any of the Gabriels or former Gabriels from getting any big ideas about relatiation.
Four days passed from their near death experience. Mitchell and Henry had been brought back home, one traumatized inwardly and the other locked away. Most of Norfinbury had been tucked away. Some where put where they could be forgotten about. Some were given class-A amnesiacs and put back into society in this particular port in the space-time Storm. It would take many weeks and months to find places for the rest of them though Fred and Kaylee were working tirelessly to do just that.
Gabriel's clone was one of the only casualties from that world to have been sent off to try his hand at living a life with too many memories of loves lost and powers had to try and find love again. And now that he was gone and Mohinder could stop the guilt he felt being around him, he thought he would broach the subject of the wedding.
He brought Gabriel a glass of red wine as if they were Sasan-level classy and joined in on the couch just recently vacated by the double of the person sitting with him. He brought him a binder that he and Sasan had been putting together too, a sort of idea book.
"Sasan says that people still do this without Pintrest," Mohinder said. "And I would like to trade up to a wedding band."
When: After Sylar let Mohinder live. It was a big deal.
What: Putting off the wedding thing isn't good for anyone.
No one was dead. No one. Not a single person. The Sylar that had proven that he was invincible and more powerful than any other creature in the universe had dropped by to say hello, roll his eyes, flex his telekinetic muscles, and then didn't kill anyone. That was more miracle than Mohinder was really willing to let himself believe in, but it had happened and was on the security footage. Jack made them all watch it twice. Probably for punishment. And also to keep any of the Gabriels or former Gabriels from getting any big ideas about relatiation.
Four days passed from their near death experience. Mitchell and Henry had been brought back home, one traumatized inwardly and the other locked away. Most of Norfinbury had been tucked away. Some where put where they could be forgotten about. Some were given class-A amnesiacs and put back into society in this particular port in the space-time Storm. It would take many weeks and months to find places for the rest of them though Fred and Kaylee were working tirelessly to do just that.
Gabriel's clone was one of the only casualties from that world to have been sent off to try his hand at living a life with too many memories of loves lost and powers had to try and find love again. And now that he was gone and Mohinder could stop the guilt he felt being around him, he thought he would broach the subject of the wedding.
He brought Gabriel a glass of red wine as if they were Sasan-level classy and joined in on the couch just recently vacated by the double of the person sitting with him. He brought him a binder that he and Sasan had been putting together too, a sort of idea book.
"Sasan says that people still do this without Pintrest," Mohinder said. "And I would like to trade up to a wedding band."