[b]Myriah - Outpost/Counsellor Cottage - Matt[/b]

Myriah had once had a cottage all to herself once, back when Outpost was smaller and she was the sole leader of the community. She had never liked it much as it had always felt like a very lonely place. It wasn't fun being on top of so many people. The people of Outpost liked her she knew, but there was always that air of [i]deference[/i] that she had come to despise. She could command these people around if she wanted to and that very idea sickened her. She had never wanted to be the leader of anything, simply only having wanted everyone to get along. Of course, as she began to make friends and be the mediator to so many people, they all began to look up to her. Without any effort on her part, she had become their leader.

When the mutiny occurred, Myriah hadn't been surprised. A leader that was friends with everyone wasn't necessarily a good leader, she knew that. It was just unfortunate it took until that moment before anyone else realized that. After the event had passed and the tears had stopped, Myriah was quick to step down from her position. She had always felt a council would work best for Outpost and was happy when the community agreed as well. She had given her cottage to Reggie, Outpost's new hero, and had opted to live inside what was once a counsellor's cottage with a few others of the community.

Thankfully for Matt, it was Myriah that answered the door. She smiled at him and took a moment to adjust her glasses. "Hello, Matt. What brings you by?" She moved aside to let him inside. "Are you interested in learning another language?" She was hopeful that he was interested, as so few others had stopped by to talk to her about it. At this rate, Elliot would still have no one to talk to.

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[b]Reggie - New Orleans - Sylar/Meghan[/b]

"Lead the way," Thomas said, giving Reggie a respectable nod. Reggie hoped the man's obedience would stay intact for what was to come. He told the men that they were to head East. They had to be quick, but they had to stay silent in case there were more armed men in the area. When Meghan came over the radio, Reggie glanced up at the street corner.

"We're turning on to Cleveland Avenue," he said, gesturing for his men to follow. "We will be five minutes at the most. Will that be enough time, Rudy?"

Rudy's voice came over the radio. "Too long. This is happening in the next minute."

Reggie swore to himself. "Meghan, if you or Sylar have any reservations about this, then I suggest you stand down. I can't have anyone going in half-cocked. If you're sure about this, you'll have to explain to me what you plan to do exactly within the next ten seconds."