Methos

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Dec. 28th, 2004 @ 10:27 am (no subject)

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cynical

Methos enters the bar, makes straight for the counter, and orders a beer.

He sits, swipes a drink, and his face relaxes into a satisfyed look. It's the best beer he's had for days, now, and he most likely won't be leaving any time soon.

He slouches down into his chair, splaying his legs out, and rolls his reck, feeling the tendons pop. He then rolls his shoulders, and the joint poping and beer work to drain most of the tension out of him.

He tastes the beer again, and thinks that at least it's better than that crap he'd had back in Tibet.

Even though the good beer has helped, he's still not completely open to visitors, and if any did approach him, they'd find that Methos is just not having a good week.

Or decade.

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Aug. 13th, 2004 @ 09:38 am (no subject)

Current Mood:

calm
Current Music: Nothing Opera-ish at all

Another Immortal is after my head, one that I fought about 1500 years ago and who was exceptionally good back then.

I thought about going back to Katmandu for awhile and laying low, but the last time I went there I was- called away on urgent business. I have no urge to repeat the incident. And since Macleod is still somewhere in Scotland, I figured I'd try this place called Milliways. Odd name, but I've been to weirder places. And of course, it helps that it's a bar.

And if Macleod ever reads this, wipe that look off your face right now. Yes, it's a bar, yes, i'm strategically retreating, and yes, I'm annoying, I know all this. But that doesn't mean I'm not going.

In any event, I thought that I'd leave now, so as to better frustrate Kenik.

Goodbye Paris, Hello Milliways.

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