Heroes Role Play Thread.

"Well, most people come out of comas, not many people come back from the dead," Scarlette shot at him.

"But why? We had an arguement! I said I hated you!"
Scarlette took a step back from him.

"Why, though? I shouted at you, I told you I never wanted to see you again!"
Scarlette moved forwards and took his face in her hands, she looked into his eyes. Tears rolled down her cheeks.

Am I the kinda guy who listens to that sort of thing? He grinned.

Scarlette smiled and dropped her hands from his face.
"No, you're not."

Scarlette looked at the floor.
"You watched me get knocked over," she muttered.
All she could remember before she got hit was she'd stormed out the house, and Ghost as followed her out, and then the car and then.....nothing until she woke up.

Ghost nodded grimly.

Scarlette swallowed again.
"Then what happened? I dont remember."

Scarlette nodded.
"When I woke up, I wondered where you were, but then that last day came back to me and I thought I knew why you weren't there. No-one was there, they were all dead."
She sat on the step and put her head in her hands.

Ghost stayed silent.

Scarlette stared at her gun on the steps for a few minutes, resisting the urge to look at him to see if he really was there.

Ghost sat down next to her.

Scarlette looked sideways at him.
"I missed you," she told him.

I missed you too. He looked at her.

Scarlette sighed.
"You know, I looked for you, everywhere! All these newspaper articals about people with abilities been captured and killed and not one of them said your name."

Ghost nodded, I wouldn't know. I teleported here just a week after Zach died.

Scarlette laughed.
"Speaking of Zach, the younger version is upstairs. You know, he's about a month or whatever older than when he was on the island with you and I saved your ass."

"I have no idea, but he's ovbiously picked up time travel from somewhere, he's also brough a girl with him."
Scarlette shrugged and looked forwards at her gun.