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Methos stood in the market, taking a moment to enjoy the smell of the breeze, fresh foods and cooking meats. After so many years a slave, the freedom of his current life was not taken for granted. Nor was the company of his lover. Alexander. He smiled to himself, walking over to the clothing merchant. Perhaps he might requisition Alexander a new

This day was turning out much more eventful that Methos had ever imagined it might. He'd reluctantly agreed to meet with another researcher working for the Watchers in order to assist on a portion of their research. He wasn't about to argue due to the higher ups dissatisfaction with his lack of progress on the Methos chronicle ( Read more... )

Drusilla had insisted to her husband that they stay with Batiatus a while longer to enjoy the delights Capua had to offer. A few weeks at the least. And Petronius, ever the slave to his wife's whim succomb to her wishes. And Methos as thier literal slave was forced to stay there as well ( Read more... )

This wasn't going to plan at all. Perhaps it was because Cassidy hadn't joined them this time. Or maybe it was because River was there--not likely, despite her propensity to be around when things went wrong. Methos was more prone to believe that it was just the fall of the cards. Today simply wasn't their day. Cursing, Methos hid behind a set of ( Read more... )

Methos made his way across campus. He was still residing in New York, but had taken a job at NYU as a history professor. He liked the job well enough and enjoyed teaching, but sometimes it was hard to keep his mouth shut about things he knew to be false in the textbooks he was to teach from and generally accepted histories known today. So much was ( Read more... )

So much for the 2012 Apocalypse, Methos thought to himself with a chuckle as he sat in a London bar and 2012 turned to 2013.

"Happy New Year!!!!" the drunkards around him cried out, kissing each other and cheering. One girl had even pulled him into an unexpected kiss, then proceeded to kiss everyone who's lips weren't occupied in the bar.  Methos ( Read more... )

Appearance:
I am 5'4 or shorter.
I think I'm ugly sometimes.
I have many scars.
I tan easily.
I wish my hair was a different color.
I have friends who have never seen my natural hair color.
I have a tattoo.
I am self-conscious about my appearance.
I have/I've had braces.
I wear/wore glasses.
I'd get plastic surgery if it were 100% safe, free, scar-free.
I've ( Read more... )

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