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[After a moment there is a new notice, this time the girl speaks in a cheerful voice]
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[eats-the-rude.livejournal.com]

[300...Well, that was quite a number. Though not exactly a comparison to Methuselah, who'd lived to be over 900 years old. Through man's folly however those years started to quickly dwindle away...He wondered if that could be reflected in the City's denizens here. But then there was still the idea of Resurrection to contend with.

Imagine his amusement if he knew God—or a version thereof—was here in the City?]

I'll have to tell you one from France, some time.

[Or from Germany, which is where the Grimm tales originated.]

[controllingluck.livejournal.com]

[How about several versions of 'god' or just gods in general? She had noticed there was a strange influx of powerful beings that were generally deemed a god here or there.]

I would like that, very much. Old fables and folklore was always interesting to me. A friend of mine was studying it, last I heard.

[Besides, folk lore was a easier topic then body-less men and talking heads. She some how went from talking to Sylar in jail to dealing with a blown up body at work It had truly been a strange and messed up day.]

Have you ever had to deal with a body that was blown up? I don't think i should bother asking if he was alive still but... [he is a medical student after all]

Better late than never?

[eats-the-rude.livejournal.com]

[Discoveries of that nature could be made In due time. For now he'd more important things to mull over.]

Oh, the older stories certainly have a...charm to them. You'll see.

[A hidden smile as the reflection from the glass of the window shone in the whites of his eyes, little pinpoints of red within his pupils.]

...Yes.

[During the war there was quite a few of them. But he'll not elaborate.]

I've never seen a case quite like this, if that's what you're asking. But there have been instances...