Lindsey Moves In - Backdated to uh, when Lindsey moved in *g*

[rattlsnakesmile]

Wes had given him a key, so he could move in any time he felt like it. Well, there was no time like the present. Lindsey had only his guitar ad two small bags. Enough clothes for a week, very few belongings. He'd learnt to travel light, carry only what was necessary, and sometimes less

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[reallyoldguy]

He had arrived, so said Methos' sources. Terribly nefarious sources.

Or, Wes himself, which sounded no where near as nefarious.

Methos had a spare key and a handful of ready excuses that he had to do this, he had to do that, to prepare for the move. But he knew he was going to assess their temporary house mate.

He dressed as Ben, loose slacks and an easy smile and considered ringing the bell. He went through the back door instead.

The security system was the first thing they were updating.

OOC: Date wise I'm not sure when exactly this is, a few days before the move...? I think it would have to be.

[rattlsnakesmile]

Lindsey sat in the middle of his bedroom floor, fingers dancing over the strings of his guitar. He flattened his palm at the first unfamiliar sound, stilling the strings, quieting the air.

Someone was in the house. It was probably Wes, Lindsey reasoned. He got t his feet, propped Hank up against the wall and stepped out, slightly on guard, but fully expecting to see Wes.

[reallyoldguy]

Not Wes, no.

But Ben was going for the Just a guy routine.

He was technically going for the Just a guy, preparing to combine two households and should we but that, there, and that, there routine not the Just a guy, being possessive and jealous but playing it cool routine.

[rattlsnakesmile]

Lindsey reguarded the man for a moment, eyes taking in the full sight of him. The hair at th back of his neck bristled, but he didn't feel threatened. At least not physically.

"You must be Ben?" He asked casually, blue eyes locked on the man.