#25 Strangers - Duncan MacLeod - Since I Found Immortality - HL/Firefly
Title Since I Found Immortality
Author: Strangevisitor7
Prompt: #25:Strangers. My table is here
Fandoms: Highlander & Firefly
Rated: G
Characters: Duncan MacLeod, Wash, Mal, Zoe, Jayne
Claim:Duncan MacLeod
Disclaimer: All Characters belong to their creators which sadly is not me
Summary: Duncan finds a new Immortal
Since I Found Immortality
Mac always enjoyed the summertime farmer’s market. He was busy purchasing supplies when he felt the familiar buzz of another immortal. Hand at the ready to draw his sword, Mac scanned the crowd.
He turned, looking between the stands to the next aisle where a red headed man in a loud Hawaiian shirt walked past. He was accompanied by three others who have the look of mercenaries about them. The man stopped to rub his temples. He was clearly unaware of what the buzzing in his head meant. Newly changed, Mac was sure of it.
Joe had often said he was like a magnet for the newbies. Just his luck on a random supply run to find someone who was going to need his help.
He moved close enough to the foursome to eavesdrop on their conversation.
“You ok, Honey?” The black Amazon woman had apparently noticed the man clutching at his head.
Yeah, fine. It’s just a headache.” He grimaced at the sensation. “It feels like buzzing behind my eyes.” He looked around maybe sensing his observer. Mac stayed out of sight and continued to listen.
The tallest man spoke “Maybe his head's gonna explode. Are we really sure he ain’t gonna turn zombie on us?” He fingered his gun, ready to draw on the Immortal.
“I am not a gorram zombie, Jayne. Put your gun away.”
“No such thing as zombies,” said the third man.
“Captain, it ain’t nat’ral what happened. Wash was dead.” Jayne was insistent. “Metal went right through his chest. Don’t nobody walk away from that.”
“My husband is not a zombie” The black woman countered loudly, causing people to stare.
“Ok. That’s it!” The captain hustled the others out of the main traffic aisle and into seclusion behind the end stand. Mac followed discreetly.
“No more Zombie talk. Can we please get back to the ship before we have Alliance scientists chasin’ us and wantin’ to dissect Wash?” He stared at each of them in turn.
He received three mumbled responses of “Yes, captain.”
Mac figured, since they were all shipmates and since Wash was married, there was no way to do this without including the others. It was as good a time as any to make his introduction.
He cleared his throat. “Excuse me.” Before he could continue, Mac had three guns pointed in his direction. Unfortunately, the new Immortal wasn’t one of them. So not a soldier. Great, he thought. A newbie and a novice warrior.
The captain spoke. “We don’t take kindly to people sneaking up on us while we’re having a private conversation.”
“About zombies?” Mac smirked. “Not so private. Look, I know why he’s still alive.”
The captain looked at him sideways but admitted nothing. He encouraged Mac to continue with a wave of his gun.
“I’m Duncan MacLeod of the clan MacLeod and I was born in the Highlands of Scotland in 1592 on Earth-that-was. I am an Immortal and so is Wash.”
Author: Strangevisitor7
Prompt: #25:Strangers. My table is here
Fandoms: Highlander & Firefly
Rated: G
Characters: Duncan MacLeod, Wash, Mal, Zoe, Jayne
Claim:Duncan MacLeod
Disclaimer: All Characters belong to their creators which sadly is not me
Summary: Duncan finds a new Immortal
Since I Found Immortality
Mac always enjoyed the summertime farmer’s market. He was busy purchasing supplies when he felt the familiar buzz of another immortal. Hand at the ready to draw his sword, Mac scanned the crowd.
He turned, looking between the stands to the next aisle where a red headed man in a loud Hawaiian shirt walked past. He was accompanied by three others who have the look of mercenaries about them. The man stopped to rub his temples. He was clearly unaware of what the buzzing in his head meant. Newly changed, Mac was sure of it.
Joe had often said he was like a magnet for the newbies. Just his luck on a random supply run to find someone who was going to need his help.
He moved close enough to the foursome to eavesdrop on their conversation.
“You ok, Honey?” The black Amazon woman had apparently noticed the man clutching at his head.
Yeah, fine. It’s just a headache.” He grimaced at the sensation. “It feels like buzzing behind my eyes.” He looked around maybe sensing his observer. Mac stayed out of sight and continued to listen.
The tallest man spoke “Maybe his head's gonna explode. Are we really sure he ain’t gonna turn zombie on us?” He fingered his gun, ready to draw on the Immortal.
“I am not a gorram zombie, Jayne. Put your gun away.”
“No such thing as zombies,” said the third man.
“Captain, it ain’t nat’ral what happened. Wash was dead.” Jayne was insistent. “Metal went right through his chest. Don’t nobody walk away from that.”
“My husband is not a zombie” The black woman countered loudly, causing people to stare.
“Ok. That’s it!” The captain hustled the others out of the main traffic aisle and into seclusion behind the end stand. Mac followed discreetly.
“No more Zombie talk. Can we please get back to the ship before we have Alliance scientists chasin’ us and wantin’ to dissect Wash?” He stared at each of them in turn.
He received three mumbled responses of “Yes, captain.”
Mac figured, since they were all shipmates and since Wash was married, there was no way to do this without including the others. It was as good a time as any to make his introduction.
He cleared his throat. “Excuse me.” Before he could continue, Mac had three guns pointed in his direction. Unfortunately, the new Immortal wasn’t one of them. So not a soldier. Great, he thought. A newbie and a novice warrior.
The captain spoke. “We don’t take kindly to people sneaking up on us while we’re having a private conversation.”
“About zombies?” Mac smirked. “Not so private. Look, I know why he’s still alive.”
The captain looked at him sideways but admitted nothing. He encouraged Mac to continue with a wave of his gun.
“I’m Duncan MacLeod of the clan MacLeod and I was born in the Highlands of Scotland in 1592 on Earth-that-was. I am an Immortal and so is Wash.”