Noah Bennet
;; Call me Noah.

My history with Specials is complicated. Stay out of my way and don't hurt anyone with your ability, or someone with an ability, and we'll get along just fine.

But lay a finger on my Claire-Bear and you'll never see the light of day again.

Nice meeting you. ;;

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An Overdue Consultation || Robert & Noah || V6 W6 || Saturday Afternoon

secretsheldoraverage:

"I cannot help you with Claude." Robert said, trying to stay from becoming frustrated with Noah. The man didn’t seem to be listening or thinking. Not about a word that had been said. "Claude distrusts me even more so than he trusts you. We had a rather…unfortunate meeting." He bit his lip slightly, "He is the piece you need to win." He summed up bluntly. 

"Acquire him, and you will have a better shot at seeing this through." He shrugged, "IF you want him to believe you, prove first you are not a liar. The rest will fall into place, as it always does." 

He closed his eyes, “And—” He said slowly, “I only feel it fair to warn you, but they’re going to want you dead very soon. And I mean properly dead.” He tilted his head, “The organization is like a cat.” He said slowly, “It liked to play with its food before it eats it.” 

"Why am I surprised?" He asked Robert rhetorically. His surprise though was not at the way he assumed Robert must have acted to Claude. The other man seemed to be manipulative and antagonistic by nature. That did not foster good rapports. His true surprise was more within the fact that the two had interacted at all. 

"He’s not just a chess piece on your board," Noah could not resist from commenting to Robert’s wording. He nodded to the rest, thankful that due to whatever incentive made it happen, the other man was sharing more than chess comparisons and riddles. "Thank you for the heads up."

"But I could have guessed that from this morning. Albert was here," he shared. "He took a brief look into my mind while he could. It would have been helpful if I had known what that was sooner," Noah commented to no one in particular, frustrated at how his chance at using force had backfired. And promptly left him drained both mentally and physically. 

"I will talk to Claude," he spoke aloud, "when he comes by again later today." He looked at Robert again. "Alright?"

(Source: manwithhornrimmedglasses)

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Fake It // Noah & Claude // V6 W6 Saturday Evening

mysecretshadowandi:

Claude walked down the crowded halls, invisible. A deep frown on his face. Despite the somewhat calm exterior he seemed to have, inside it was anything but. The main person on his thoughts? Claire. 

Where was she!? 

He’d literally been on his feet all day. Searching for Claire. He’d gotten Abigail to join him in the search, looking for her to no avail. He ran a hand through his hair, shaking his head. She couldn’t be gone. She couldn’t be! He cursed himself for not watching her more closely. He should have! The least he could have done was keep her safe! 

And now look what had happened. She’d been snatched from underneath their very noses, taken who knows where. He had to find her. He had to find her, wherever they’d taken her, he had to find her. Bring her back. But first he had to tell Noah.

What was he going to tell Noah?

The thought suddenly came to him, unwelcome as it was. He bit his lip, not looking forward to this part. Noah would need news, or he’d go crazy where he was. Claude knew him well enough. But this was hardly the type of news he wanted to bring. He was saved the trouble of an opening sentence however when he arrived in Noah’s room and saw that the man was attempting to leave his bed. 

"You honestly tryin’ to make a break for it?" He asked, turning visible. Not caring whether he startled Noah. It would serve him right, trying to leave when he was in no condition to…Maybe he’d think twice.

Noah managed to slip into sleep for a few hours after Robert left. It was not his choice, but it was what his body desperately needed. It was dreamless, uncomfortable, and made him wake up in a sweat. Injury like this was one of the worst physical endurances for him. To sit still as his muscles itched and spasmed? 

All his instincts fought against it.

When he noticed the time, he sat up slowly, methodically, and tested his stomach. It stung like hell no matter which way he moved, but Noah was damned if he was going to lie on his back for the entire day. He had just swung his lungs over the side of the bed and was wincing, when Claude made him startle. 

Hands clutching the side of the hospital bed, he raised his head to the other man tiredly. A crack about timing was ready on his lips but he pushed it aside. If Claude hadn’t had the proper timing the night before, Noah would most assuredly not have made it.

"I wasn’t trying to escape…. Not yet. But I am not sitting on my back any longer." He winced again at another pain and straightened to accommodate the staples in his gut. 

"Where is Claire?" He asked when he noticed a distant lack of his daughter near the doorway. Claire was persistent, and stubborn, and passionate. If Claude had found her and allowed her to get the least of a peep of information out of him, she would have been here. But that did not mean that Robert was entirely right yet. No. It did not. "Was she at the school?" 

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Anonymous asked:

would you ever get a dog?

"I’ve thought about it. But with life as unpredictable as it is now, the idea is impossible."

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Anonymous asked:

how's it feel being stuck in a hospital bed? I hear the food is fab.

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Anonymous asked:

any cute nurses?

"….Not my priority."

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Anonymous asked:

how do you feel about Miley Cyrus?

"I don’t care about pop stars."

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TMI Tuesday
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An Overdue Consultation || Robert & Noah || V6 W6 || Saturday Afternoon

secretsheldoraverage:

"You fail to both take heed of the situation or to learn from it." Robert stated bluntly. "The human being is meant to evolve Noah. Take a lesson from Nature, evolve your gameplay.” He looked him in the eye before shrugging. “You can of course, do what you want. I can’t force you to anything. But allow me to point out—” He raised both eyebrows and sat back. “Where doing what you want has gotten you. Loss of both daughter and mobility.” 

He sighed, “And what do I mean by all this? Gathering information on Albert is useless. He has a clean slate, and can’t be tied to any crimes we know he has committed.” He shrugged, massaging his forehead. “You don’t have your Eye yet. Which is arguably entirely your fault, I did encourage you.” He mused, referring to Claude. “And if you antagonize Albert he will react. Who it will be next is anyone’s guess, but I would wager you have other people you care about…” 

He frowned, stroking his chin and falling quiet for a moment, thinking. “We need Claude.” He finally said, bluntly. “Your friend, the Invisible Man. We need him. He’s a perfect really.” He pursed his lips, “And you also need to find Becky. Catch her. And again, you will need Claude for that.” 

"Doing what I want hasn’t gotten me anywhere because I can’t remember the last time I did something I wanted that was not in a situation I was forced to deal with," he deadpanned.

The way Robert talked irritated him more than, quite possibly, any other person before — with a few exceptions, because Noah had met many terrible people throughout the former company. Robert seemed to like to assume that Noah knew what he did, when it was convenient, and annoyingly commented on Noah’s lack of accuracy after the fact. He would honestly roll his eyes at the man if he were more childish — or try to punch him, if he were both more childish and ignorant. 

"Now that I know that about Albert," he stressed, "then I will change my tactics…. But how about, if you want this agreement between us to truly work, you are more honest from the start. And how about to start with, you join me in telling Claude the reality of the threats against the school." He titled his head. "You still think it will be easy to convince Claude. But the man needs more assurance than what comes out of my mouth, which he thinks are all lies."

"I had a pretty lopsided partnership with Angela Petrelli for over a decade and honestly? I am not willing to participate in one like that again, Robert. I have done and continue to do all that I can with my information. It’s time for you to pitch in more often than after the fact."

(Source: manwithhornrimmedglasses)