Just Another Day In Paradise

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Re: Just Another Day In Paradise

Postby Claire Ihi » Fri Sep 18, 2015 10:11 am

Claire sighed. "Simple it is, then," she said, twitching an eyebrow up at Methos. "What do you mean by that?" It sounded as though Methos had something up his sleeve, and she was more than a little curious as to what it was, as well as the effect it would have on the both of them and their life together. She couldn't blame Methos, really: for the first time in years, he was under the scrutiny of the Watchers, and who would willingly put themselves through that?

Laughing at Methos' take on how Rupert would look at their marriage, Claire shook her head. "That man loves you, and wouldn't hear a bad word said about you," she said, her voice matter of fact. "Maybe that's why we get on so well." The more she got to know Rupert, the more she liked and respected him. He was the best possible person for Methos to have as an assistant, in her eyes.

Methos was clearly considering the implications of the sheep thing, and Claire grinned. "Maybe you should buy a few thousand sheep, then," she chuckled. "It would give one hell of a boost to the local economy, don't you think?"

As always, Methos picked up on Claire's shift in mood, and she leaned her cheek into his hand for a moment. "I know," she said, giving him a soft smile. "I promised you I'd think about it, and I will." Thing is, she wanted his babies, if she were to have children at all. And that could never happen.

Finishing with her hair, Claire cast an appraising eye over Methos. "You'll do, I suppose," she said, her voice amused. "Perfect future son in law material." She cocked her head to one side. "How old are we going to tell them you are?"
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Re: Just Another Day In Paradise

Postby Methos » Mon Sep 21, 2015 9:12 pm

"I mean the Watchers are overstepping their bounds. I've entertained their game, largely to see what the point was and because it made it easy to be with you. But this effort to steal property that was never theirs, that's not 'watching.' Not anymore." Methos checked himself in the mirror and decided he looked just about as right as he ever was for this particular moment. It was likely just about the only time he'd ever associate with those people, for obvious reasons. After that it would be a long series of excuses, from work to illness, that kept him away when she went to visit.

Methos chuckled at the take on Rupert. "He used to get into a lot of fights when he was a boy, especially when somebody would say something about his mother seeing a younger man. Not so acceptable back then, as you can likely imagine. I sat through his mother's passing, and I think that was harder for him than the fact that she was passing. The idea of living through the deaths of everyone... I got used to the idea, if not to the practice. He hasn't and won't have nearly the time it took to come to grips with that."

He tilted his head, suddenly very honestly considering the suggestion of buying a couple of thousand sheep. If it would make everyone prosperous for a time there was something to be said for it.

"Thirty-two. I can pull that off I think, softens the blow of a younger man slightly. Keep a few of your younger lady cousins at bay. We'll keep my senior citizen son/butler a secret for the moment, though." He winked at her and then offered his elbow as escort when she was ready to go.
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Re: Just Another Day In Paradise

Postby Claire Ihi » Fri Sep 25, 2015 6:03 am

Methos' antipathy towards the Watchers had never been more plain than in that moment, and Claire sighed. "So... what happens when we stop playing ball," she said. "How do we get around the shit that's going to start flying?" That being said, this was a Gathering. A big one, by all accounts, maybe even the final one. Surely the Watchers didn't have the time or resources to be fucking around over Methos - or a lost Watcher, come to that.

Claire watched Methos with compassion as he talked about Rupert. It was obvious that he adored the man who was, to all intents and purposes, his son, and she wondered for a moment - just a moment - what it might be like to have a child with him, even though he wouldn't be its biological father. She had no doubt at all that the child would be utterly loved by both of them, but... something was still stopping her.

"You've had five thousand years to get used to that, e ipo," she murmured. "Us mere mortals only have a few decades. It's harder on us." And it would be hard for any child of theirs to watch her getting older, withering and dying, while its father remained young and vital. Might not have been such an issue, had she been ten or more years younger, but her aging would be all the more apparent as she headed into middle age.

Claire smiled, checking she had everything she needed, before picking up a small bag and slinging it over her shoulder. "Thirty two, we can get away with easily," she said, nodding. An apparent six year age gap wasn't anything any more, and it was likely her family wouldn't even bat an eyelid. "And you know if any of my cousins made a play for you, I'd lay down a challenge in traditional fashion." There was a twinkle of mischief in her eyes now.

"Anyway, we'd best get going."
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Re: Just Another Day In Paradise

Postby Methos » Sat Sep 26, 2015 8:20 am

"They splutter in impotent rage and either violate their stated purpose or realize they have bigger fish to fry. Sooner or later somebody in the leadership is going to realize that either I'll die and they can get the chronicle of Methos at their leisure or I'll live and it becomes a moot point. Or they'll find out the truth, then the fun will really begin." They'd have a panic attack, finding out their legendary oldest immortal had drank tea with more than a few of them. Oh, to see the looks on their faces when that all came to light. That would be a power worth winning the game for, if anything were worth so much killing.

Methos nodded. "Getting used to the idea only took a couple of hundred, three tops. But the practical part, that never gets easier. Not for any of us, though some react better than others to the fact." And that wasn't to say it got any harder, either. Those who had no respect for life before becoming Immortal certainly didn't suddenly develop a conscience or anything and could watch lives pass around them without much of a glimmer of humanity. Those were the Immortals that Immortals like Duncan made a habit of killing. Until the practice destroyed the good Immortal as well.

He glanced at Claire when she spoke of a traditional challenge and grinned. "Now that would be something to see, mi amore." Methos touched her chin and gave her a quick kiss before nodding his agreement.

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He raised anchor, started the boat, and drove it in to the docks. Before they'd even gotten into their berth there were two men there waiting for the ropes to be cast so they could make fast the incoming yacht. A third man in a rather nice suit greeted the couple as they disembarked and handed over keys to the very nice range rover that waited on dry land along with all the paperwork 'Adam Pierson' needed for his continued stay in New Zealand. Methos opened the driver's side door for Claire, figuring she was the better choice for driving them to her family's place. He then got in and buckled up for what was likely to be quite the journey... once they got there.
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Re: Just Another Day In Paradise

Postby Claire Ihi » Fri Oct 09, 2015 5:47 pm

Claire had to hope that Methos was right. She didn't think she could stand being in a push and pull between the man she adored and her so-called employers. If she thought she could just walk away from the Watchers, she would do so in a heartbeat. She sighed for a moment, shaking her head. "I have no idea how I'm going to get away from them," she said, her voice weighted down with sadness. "They're not just going to let me go, are they?"

She believed Methos when he explained that dealing with the practicalities of someone dying never got any easier. It must weigh heavily on him after all these millennia. "How do you deal with it," she asked quietly, not sure that she wanted to know, if she were honest. It was a question she had to ask, though.

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It didn't take more than a few minutes to get to the pier, and Claire laughed as Methos opened the driver's door for her on the Range Rover he had hired. "Trusting me to drive, e ipo," she grinned, shaking her head. "Don't think you can manage the narrow, winding roads between here and Pukekohe?" With a deliberate clashing of gears, and a studied screeching of tyres, Claire pulled away from the harbour, and pointed the car towards Manukau and the Southern Motorway. "Shouldn't take long, about half an hour or so," she said, a hand drifting across to rest on Methos' knee. "They're going to love you, you know. Dad'll probably want to take you out to the pub, get you pissed, and find out what your intentions are. Mum..." Claire grimaced for a second. "Mum'll probably think you're too skinny and tell you that you need a good feed."
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Re: Just Another Day In Paradise

Postby Methos » Thu Oct 15, 2015 6:06 pm

"I assure you, and will gladly elaborate, that they don't actually have much of a choice. Not after that screw up... which they probably don't like to mention. It went down before you would have been recruited, in the European office." He patted her knee in the vehicle as he half-answered her question. Then the conversation drifted to dealing with loss. "You develop little habits when you're with somebody, and those habits become idiosyncrasies when they are gone. I still won't go to the Opera because of one of them, it's just not the same without her."

Methos winked at her. "I trust you implicitly. Besides, you know the way and I'm terrible at taking instruction. Also, if I'm not driving I can more easily bale out when the spears start flying. I'm not a fan of cannibalism and I've heard stories about this island." He closed that thought with a low chuckle. He put his hand atop hers where she laid it on his leg, lightly so she could get it back whenever necessary. "He doesn't want to know my intentions, they are entirely dishonorable, but your mom might be onto something. I'm willing to test the theory at least." He grinned. The man loved luxuries, and a large meal he didn't have to make himself was one of his favorites. He'd been poor, hungry, and homeless. He much preferred the alternative.
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Re: Just Another Day In Paradise

Postby Claire Ihi » Fri Oct 16, 2015 7:21 pm

Claire listened, a light frown marring her forehead, as Methos began to explain why the Watchers would have no choice other than to let her go. She glanced askance at him for a moment, before returning her eyes to the road. "Which screwup would that be," she asked, wondering whether she would have heard about it. The way that Methos had mentioned it, she didn't think that they'd discussed it. That being said, they usually had far better things to talk about than the bloody Council.

"I'm sorry," Claire said, just audible over the sound of the car eating up the road. "I can't imagine what it must be like to go through that for centuries." It would, in its way, be a living hell. She didn't think she could stand it.

Claire rolled her eyes. "We evicted the cannibals to Australia several years ago, [i]e ipo," she replied, her voice laced with mischief. "It's sweet now. They don't call it Godzone for nothing." To her, it was the most beautiful and incredible place on earth, and being away from it got harder and harder every day. In a way, coming back was a special kind of torture, because she knew she would have to leave sooner rather than later.

Her smile turned distinctly mischievous, and Claire squeezed Methos' thigh. "Dad won't care whether your intentions are honourable or not," she snorted. "As long as you're putting a smile on my face, he won't give a shit how you do it. And mum... well, prepare to leave New Zealand a few inches bigger around the waist than you are now!"
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Re: Just Another Day In Paradise

Postby Methos » Sat Nov 07, 2015 11:59 am

"Hunters attacked a pair of Immortals, a husband and wife duo who had just been minding their own business for a couple of centuries. Wife was killed, the husband escaped after noticing a certain tattoo and having to take her Quickening... believe me, not something one desires. Well, he figured out that the Watchers existed but didn't figure out the distinction between them and the Hunters. He then proceeded to start executing any Watcher he could find, which somehow in all the madness culminated in him attacking the attempted execution of Joe Lawson as sanctioned by the Watcher's Council. It was a complete clusterfuck."

Methos smiled sadly at her. "You already know what it's like. It might be a bit longer than most, with a few more occurances of each item that goes along with it, but ultimately it's just life. Every pet you've outlived, every parent or child you might bury, it has happened to countless mortals. My experience is no more and no less than theirs, I've just lived long enough to experience more than one lifetime worth." A philosphical and, typically, self-effacing answer from perhaps the eldest active Immortal walking the world.

He gave her a suspicious look. "Yes, but they came back when the World Cup was over." The All Blacks ate people alive, 'nuff said. "I'm not sure why or what God-zone is, so if it isn't for nothing you might want to say what the something consists of." He knew she had a connection to that place, it was one of the many things Methos had learned to envy about others. His people had been nomadic, a practice that made one define home as where the family was. His family had died the same day he had. And Methos didn't even know, or really have a clue for that matter, where that had been. He was homeless in the truest sense of the word. Not that he would begrudge Claire her happy homecoming because of it.

"Well, that I definitely do. And I look forward to your mum making me fat." No, he wouldn't get fat. Fat Immortals were dead Immortals. Zombie movie rules applied to the Game, definitely.
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