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[really-oldguy.livejournal.com]

Trying to make me feel guilty?

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[withshiningeyes.livejournal.com]

Why would you think that?

[really-oldguy.livejournal.com]

Because you were leveling me with 'the look'.

[withshiningeyes.livejournal.com]

[straight-faced] What look is that?

[really-oldguy.livejournal.com]

[eyebrow raise.] The one you're giving me right now, of course.

[bluesmanjoe.livejournal.com]

I wouldn't do that. I know it wouldn't work.

[really-oldguy.livejournal.com]

Smart man. [salutes him with his beer.]

[bluesmanjoe.livejournal.com]

Why? Have you done something you should feel guilty about?

[really-oldguy.livejournal.com]

[He made a gesture with his hand and a face that clearly said 'Who me?']

I may have done something that Mac would be guilty about, but that hardly means it's something I should.

[bluesmanjoe.livejournal.com]

So if Mac comes in here going on about something, I should pretend that I haven't seen you?

Yay!

[songofsong.livejournal.com]

"No."

River kept her eyes upon him, looking directly at him, as though that might disperse any doubt. She knew if she looked away it'd make her facade crumble.

"I just think some things are better said."

She hadn't planned to meet another Immortal, but she wished Methos had told her more about them before she did.

\o/

[really-oldguy.livejournal.com]

"River..." he started with a sigh in his voice, "It wasn't my secret to tell. Immortals... we just don't go announcing ourselves to people. We're closeted."

[songofsong.livejournal.com]

"Then it's a funny sort of coincidence that I've met two of you now," she said, dropping her voice slightly as she leaned in. "You never told me about the Game, Methos!"

[really-oldguy.livejournal.com]

"Jesus, did Conner tell you everything?" he scoffed, shaking his head in exasperation, "I tend to avoid 'the Game'. Worked pretty well for a few hundred years."

[withshiningeyes.livejournal.com]

Why would you think that?

[really-oldguy.livejournal.com]

Because you were leveling me with 'the look'.

[withshiningeyes.livejournal.com]

[straight-faced] What look is that?

[really-oldguy.livejournal.com]

[eyebrow raise.] The one you're giving me right now, of course.

[bluesmanjoe.livejournal.com]

I wouldn't do that. I know it wouldn't work.

[really-oldguy.livejournal.com]

Smart man. [salutes him with his beer.]

[bluesmanjoe.livejournal.com]

Why? Have you done something you should feel guilty about?

[really-oldguy.livejournal.com]

[He made a gesture with his hand and a face that clearly said 'Who me?']

I may have done something that Mac would be guilty about, but that hardly means it's something I should.

Yay!

[songofsong.livejournal.com]

"No."

River kept her eyes upon him, looking directly at him, as though that might disperse any doubt. She knew if she looked away it'd make her facade crumble.

"I just think some things are better said."

She hadn't planned to meet another Immortal, but she wished Methos had told her more about them before she did.

\o/

[really-oldguy.livejournal.com]

"River..." he started with a sigh in his voice, "It wasn't my secret to tell. Immortals... we just don't go announcing ourselves to people. We're closeted."

[songofsong.livejournal.com]

"Then it's a funny sort of coincidence that I've met two of you now," she said, dropping her voice slightly as she leaned in. "You never told me about the Game, Methos!"

[really-oldguy.livejournal.com]

"Jesus, did Conner tell you everything?" he scoffed, shaking his head in exasperation, "I tend to avoid 'the Game'. Worked pretty well for a few hundred years."