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MORTALS / Brandon Cavanagh

« Last post by 22639 on July 25, 2012, 12:14:13 pm »

Brandon Shea Cavanagh

Full Name:Brandon Shea Cavanagh

DOB: 08/26/1994

Sex: Male

Hair color: Brown

Eye Color: Hazel/Green

Height: 5'9”

Weight: 170 lbs

Nationality: Irish

Residence: Ireland

Personality: Outgoing, happy go lucky, yet, he can be philosophical and serious when the situation calls for it. He is confident with a boyish humility. He is goal oriented and focused when it comes to going after those goals. He is respectful of his elders and to all females...no matter their age or station. He is athletic and played on his high school soccer team all four years. He loves horses and has been around them and riding since he was a toddler. He has 3 first place trophies for the Grand National Steeplechase.

History: Brandon was born and raised in Ashfort, Ireland on a small but profitable farm. When he was five years old his father, Erin Cavanagh, won a thoroughbred mare in a poker game. When Erin brought the mare home, Brandon fell in love with her and named the sorrel mare, Eirean after a fairy in one of his favorite children's stories. It was on the third time Brandon rode Eirean when they made a discovery about the horse. Brandon had gotten her into a full gallop in the sheep pasture but when he began to approach the four foot rock wall that separated the Cavanagh's sheep pasture from their neighbor's and he pulled back on the reins, Eirean got control of the bit on her mouth and no matter how hard Brandon pulled back on the reins, the mare would not stop. Instead she soared over the wall...much to Brandon and his onlooking parent's surprise. Brandon hung on until Eirean landed on the other side of the wall, then he was jolted out of the saddle and landed, face down, in the neighbor's blackberry bushes. But in those few seconds that he was soaring over the wall on the mare's back, he discovered what he thought was heaven. He made up his mind that he was going to learn to ride the jumper so they could fly over every wall, fence, log and stream in the county.

When Brandon was 12, he rode in his first steeplechase He and Eirean's replacement, Liath Saoirse (Gaelic for Silver Freedom), a dapple gray Kinskey gelding took third. They continued to ride in as many steeplechases as they could enter and when Brandon was 14 he and his Kinskey qualified for their first Grand National Steeplechase in Aintree, England. They took second that year but they took first the following year.

Oir Strioc (Golden Streak), a Palomino colored half Thoroughbred and half Arabian gelding, replaced Brandon's Kinskey after Liath Saoirse began to show signs of arthritis setting into his joints when Brandon was 16 and he and his golden colored jumper took first place in the next two Grand Nationals.

After his first place win when he was 17, Brandon was invited to be on the Olympic Steeplechase team for the United Kingdom and he was ready to go when their plow tractor fell off of its blocks when Erin was working on it and crushed him. There was no way that Brandon could leave his mother to tend to the farm all by herself so he declined the Olympic invitation and stayed home to work the farm. Four months later, Shiobhan Cavanagh, Brandon's mother, who had been pregnant at the time of her husband's accident, had a miscarriage, which was caused from the over work and emotional upheaval, and she began to hemorrhage The doctors were unable to stop it and Shiobhan joined her husband in the Afterlife. In order to pay the bills that had accumulated, Brandon had to sell the farm. He managed to live off what was left until he landed a job working for The Smaragaid Parthas Ranch in Raheen, Ireland, 121 miles away.

Played by Mary

CHRONICLES / Part 7

« Last post by 22639 on July 22, 2012, 10:21:23 am »

Nikki drives to Salt Lake City, Utah where they board an Amtrak train which they will ride to Harrisburg, Pennsylvania. From there they will catch a flight for the last leg of their journey. By the time the train pulls into the Oklahoma City station, Nikki can hardly keep her eyes open as they sit in the upper level of the Observation Car.

Nikki: I don't know about you but I'm going to turn in.

Nikki announces to Haley who is sitting across from her.

Haley: That ah...

Haley is cut off in mid sentence by a yawn.

Haley: sounds like a plan.

Haley concludes a little sheepishly.

Nikki laughs and gets out of her seat.

Nikki: I'm glad Craig thought to get us a sleeper cabin.

Nikki says as she leads the way to the lower level and proceeds to maneuver along the aisle to their cabin.

Haley: Yeah... Never traveled like this before.

Haley says following Nikki

Nikki finds their cabin and opens the door. She steps aside.

Nikki: Age before beauty.

Nikki says and bows gallantly.

Haley: Yeah, that would be you then.

Haley says making a gesture with her finger.

Nikki wrinkled her nose up at Haley and walked into the cabin.

Nikki: You want the top or bottom berth?

Nikki asked as she picked up her suitcase from the floor by the door and set it on the table by the window.

Haley: It doesn't matter.

Haley replies with a shrug.

Haley: A bed is a bed.

Haley says honestly.

Nikki: In that case....dibs on the bottom.

Nikki says with a giggle. She takes a pair of sweat pants and a tank top out of her suitcase and closes it back up.

Haley: 'Kay.

Haley smiles, and crawls up onto the upper bunk without bothering to change her clothes.

Nikki takes her clothes into the tiny bathroom and changes into them then literally falls onto her berth.

Nikki: Oh it feels good to lay down.

Nikki sighs contentedly.

Nikki: You comfortable up there, kiddo?

Nikki asks, sleepily as she presses the button to shut off the lights.

Haley: Uh huh.

Haley agrees in a yawn, her eyes already drooping to sleep.

Nikki: Nite, partner.

Nikki says...her words slurring slightly as she drifts into a dreamless sleep.

Haley falls asleep quickly. About 3 hours later, her pleasant dreams, turn less so.

Nikki wakes up hearing child like whimpers coming from the berth above her. As the fog of sleep lifts, she becomes aware of Haley tossing and turning. She gets out of bed and moves one of the chairs from the table over to the side of the beds and climbs onto the chair then switches on the small light over the upper berth.

Nikki: Haley?

Nikki she says, gently placing her hand on Haley's shoulder and nudging it.

Nikki: Haley.....wake up, sweetie.

Nikki says, giving Haley's shoulder a little firmer nudge.

Haley: NOO!

Haley screams as she comes awake and bolts into a sitting position. She then looks around herself widely, trying to remember where she was.

Nikki hoists herself up onto the top berth and quickly wraps Haley in her arms.

Nikki: Shhhh. It's Ok. You're safe. It was just a dream. Shhhh.

Nikki whispers comfortingly.

Haley: N-N-Nikki?

Haley stutters.

Nikki: I'm here, baby. I'm right here. You're safe, baby girl. Shhhh

Nikki holds Haley tight as she feels the girl's body start shaking.

Haley turns into Nikki's hold and starts crying, allowing herself to accept outside strength, for once

Nikki: It's Ok, baby. I'm here. You're safe. It was just a dream, honey. Whatever it was....it wasn't real. You're safe. I won't let anyone hurt you ever again. Shhhh.

Nikki begins to gently rock back and forth while holding Haley tight as the girl shakes uncontrollably for a while. Nikki knows about how powerful nightmares can be. She has been haunted with ones that surround an incident she went through while serving as a surgical nurse in WWII.

Haley: No. It was real. It was.

Haley sobs.

Haley: It wasn't a dream, it was a memory.

Nikki stops rocking and lowers her head, cocking it to the side so she can sort of see Haley's face.

Nikki: A memory?

Nikki asks.

Nikki: Memory of what?

Nikki asks softly.

Haley shakes her head, not wanting to answer.

Nikki: You know.....if you don't talk about a nightmare.....it won't go away and you'll have it again.

Nikki says even though she isn't completely sure she fully believes that adage

Haley: Memory was of my dad. And...

Haley stops and shakes her head slightly.

Nikki keeps her arms around Haley and gently caresses her shoulder.

Nikki: And what, baby? It's Ok. You can’t keep this **** locked up inside you forever. It will have to come out eventually and it's better that it does under your terms...not its.

Nikki says, encouragingly.

Haley: It was... it was a memory of what my dad... what he did to me. He said, 'cause my mom died it was my responsibility to fill her shoes.

Haley says softly.

Nikki closes her eyes and has to fight to keep from shaking her head in disgust. She tightens her hold on Haley as it seems that the tighter she holds her the less she shakes.

Nikki: Oh, baby. I'm so sorry that you had to go through that. I promise....you will never have to go through that again. Nobody is going to hurt you as long as I'm around. I swear that on my sainted mother's grave.

Nikki whispers into Haley's hair as she holds the girl tight, gently caresses her shoulder and rocks her back and forth.

Haley: I was 12 when my mom died. Thirteen when dad came and told me that I was old enough to fill Mom's shoes.

Haley cries into Nikki's arms.

Nikki gets the feeling that this is the first time Haley has let out all of the emotions that had been building all these years.

Nikki: Ok. It's Ok, baby. Just let it all out. You're safe I've got you. It's Ok.

Nikki says soothingly.

Haley: I hate him! I never wanna see him again...

Haley sobs.

Nikki: You won't. That's why we're doing this. I'd rather spend the rest of my life on the run than let that son of a ****....or anyone else, for that matter, put their hands on you ever again.

Nikki says with conviction.

Haley doesn't say anything, just continues to sob into Nikki's comforting arms.

After several minutes of gently rocking and caressing Haley, Nikki becomes aware that she has begun to softly hum an old Irish lullaby that her mother used to sing to her.

Haley slowly begins to calm down, with the soothing rocking and the lullaby.

Haley: N-N-Nikki...

Haley whispers very hesitantly.

Nikki: Yes, baby?

Nikki says softly.

Haley: I... I don't wanna sleep alone.

Haley says her voice barely even as loud as a whisper.

Nikki stops rocking Haley and gently releases her hold on her. She places two fingers under Haley's chin and lifts her face up so they can look into each others eyes. With her thumb she gently wipes the tears from Haley's cheeks and smiles warmly.

Nikki: You don't have to. You can sleep with me tonight. Ok?

Nikki says, reassuringly

Haley nods slowly almost hesitantly.

Haley: Okay.

Haley says in a whispered reply.

Nikki: You ready to try and get some sleep?

Nikki asks, softly.

Haley nods without saying anything, and simply waits for Nikki to make the first move.

Nikki lets go of Haley and climbs down off of the top berth. She moves the chair out of the way and climbs into her own berth, pulling the covers back and patting the side of the bed nearest the wall....figuring Haley would feel more secure not being on the "exposed" side of the bed.

Haley slides down from the top bunk and moves into the space indicated by Nikki. Laying down on her side and curling up, facing the wall.

Nikkiturns on her side facing Haley and puts her arm, protectively, over the girl.

Nikki: I'm right here. I'm not going anywhere. You're safe.

Nikki places a soft kiss on Haley's back and closes her eyes.

Haley stares at the wall for bit, before exhaustion finally over comes her. Her eyes drift close, and Haley falls asleep. And into what, for the first time it seams that she can remember, is a dreamless sleep.

To be continued

GENERAL CHIT CHAT / REAL LIFE SUCKS!!!

« Last post by 22639 on July 20, 2012, 04:41:49 pm »

I HATE real life. I have to work in real life and my job interferes with my role playing.

WATCHERS / Linda Morrison (NPC)

« Last post by 22639 on July 05, 2012, 03:24:19 pm »

Linda Morrison

Full Name: Linda Morrison

DOB: 11/13/1987

Sex: Female

Hair color: Blond

Eye Color: Blue

Height: 5'7”

Weight: 115

Nationality: American

Residence: Seacouver, WA

Personality: She is a people person, loyal friend, and

History: Linda's husband received a well deserved promotion to the head of security for the headquarters of the West Coast division of the Watchers and the whole family moved to Seacouver, Washington. Linda had graduated from the Watchers' Academy 6 months before and was waiting a field assignment when the promotion came through and they were transferred from the East Coast headquarters. She decided to look for a job to help absorb some of the moving costs and she landed a job as a receptionist/secretary for the Bower Agency, a new Security/PI firm. She had to inform headquarters of her new job so that they would be able to contact her as soon as she was assigned to an Immortal and when they discovered that she had, unwittingly, accepted employment at a company owned and operated by one of their unassigned Immortals they didn't hesitate assigning her to be Craig Bower's Watcher. A few months later David Bradford joined the Bower Agency and not long afterward, became an Immortal. So Linda was asked to “unofficially” keep an eye on Bradford as well (since she was stuck in their office, answering their phones and scheduling their appointments anyway) and she accepted. In the 4 years that she has been the Bower Agency's receptionist/secretary she has become an asset that the agency couldn't live without.

CHRONICLES / Part 6

« Last post by 22639 on July 05, 2012, 01:58:08 pm »

***Nua Tosu Administration offices...10:00 AM***

Deputy Wallis: When did you first notice Miss Colsen missing?

Deputy Wallis asks the older girls' Adult Supervisor.

Adult Supervisor: I take roll call every morning at 6:00 AM...before I take the girls to breakfast. She wasn't there then.

The Adult Supervisor answers.

Deputy Wallis:And nobody saw when she left?

Deputy Wallis asks, jotting notes in his notebook.

Adult Supervisor: If they did they aren't saying.

The Adult Supervisor says.

Tammy: You have to remember, Deputy, these kids are street kids and they would rather die than rat on each other.

Tammy, Nikki's administrative assistant, explains.

Adult Supervisor: We take roll call every night at 9:00 PM. She could have slipped out anytime after that.

Deputy Wallis: Has she done this before?

Adult Supervisor: There's nothing in her record stating she has. I've only been their Adult Supervisor a month and this is the first time any of my girls have not been at roll call.

Tammy: Haley has been a model resident since she's been here. She is one of our success stories.

Deputy Wallis:Is there anyone she has gotten particularly close to? Someone who she might have confided in about her plans?

Adult Supervisor: The only person she has seemed to be close to, since I've been here, is Miss Flynn.

Deputy Wallis:Miss Flynn. That's the owner of the ranch....right?

The Adult Supervisor nods silently.

Tammy nods silently.

Deputy Wallis:And where can I find Miss Flynn?

Tammy looks at her watch.

Tammy: This time of day....she's usually working down at the barn.

Deputy Wallis: Ok. Thank you, ladies. If you should hear from Miss Colsen give me a call.

Deputy Wallis says and hands both women a business card. He tips his hat and leaves the office. He heads for the barn.

Richard is standing next to the cab of a Peterbilt that has brought a load of hay and is talking to the truck driver. He has a clipboard in his hands. He signs the sheet of paper on the clipboard and hands it back to the driver who climbs into the truck cab.

Deputy Wallis: Excuse me.

Deputy Wallis says as he approaches the man whom he saw sign something...leading him to believe that the man must be someone in authority.

Richard turns toward the police Deputy.

Richard: Yes?

Deputy Wallis: Could you tell me where I could find Miss Flynn?

Richard: I'm afraid she hasn't come in yet this morning. I'm the ranch foreman so is there something I can do for you, Deputy?

Deputy Wallis walks up to Richard and holds out his hand.

Deputy Wallis: I'm Deputy Wallis and I'm here about the young lady who is missing.\

Richard quickly wipes the palm of his right hand on his jeans then takes the Deputy Wallis's hand and gives it a quick shake before letting it go.

Richard: Richard Williams.

Richard introduces himself.

Deputy Wallis: Are you expecting Miss Flynn soon, Mr. Williams?

Richard: Well.....since she's the owner of the place....and my boss....she doesn't really have a schedule. Sometimes she's here before the rest of us and sometimes...if she has a meeting in the city she will stay at a friend's place in the city the night before so we won't see her until later in the day when her meeting or meetings are over.

Deputy Wallis: Do you have a way of contacting her if you need her?

Richard: All I have is her cell phone number.

Richard answers and fishes his cell phone out of the pouch on his belt. He flips it open and hits the speed dial number for Nikki then waits but his call goes straight to her voice mail. He moves his phone away from his ear and shrugs at Deputy Wallis.

Richard: All I'm getting is her voice mail. Which isn't surprising since she turns her phone off when she's in a meeting.

Deputy Wallis: Darn. I was hoping to talk to her about the young lady who's missing. According to the young lady's Adult Supervisor, Miss Flynn and the girl were fairly close and she might have some idea where the girl might be.

Deputy Wallis says, disappointedly.

Richard:I'm sure she will check in with me at some point. She usually does. I can have her call you if you leave me your number.

Deputy Wallis hands Richard one of his business cards.

Deputy Wallis: Ok. I'd really appreciate it.

Deputy Wallis looks around and sees a few of the older boys helping to unload the load of hay from the flatbed trailer.

Deputy Wallis: How well do you know Miss Colsen, Mr. Williams?

Richard: Miss Colsen?

Richard asks, puzzled.

Deputy Wallis: Haley Colsen. The missing girl.

Richard shakes his head.

Richard: To be honest....The only residents I know by name are the ones who spend a lot of time down here. Haley.

Richard tries to put a face to the name.

Richard: I really can't recall Nikki...I mean Miss Flynn spending time exclusively with one particular girl. At least not when she was down here. Sorry. I wish I could be more helpful. But my job as ranch foreman doesn't include having anything more to do with the kids than to supervise them when they're working around the horses.

Deputy Wallis is obviously disappointed

Deputy Wallis:Ok, Mr. Williams. If you can think of anything at all that might be helpful, please, give me a call at that number.

Deputy Wallis says, indicating his business card.

Deputy Wallis:And please ask Miss Flynn to call me.

Richard: I will.

Deputy Wallis: Thanks.

Deputy Wallis says and turns away.

Richard: Have a good day, Deputy Wallis.

Deputy Wallis: Thanks.

Deputy Wallis calls over his shoulder as he heads back to the administration building and his patrol car.

To be continued

CHRONICLES / Part 5

« Last post by 22639 on July 05, 2012, 01:44:30 pm »

Nikki finishes washing up their breakfast dishes and she calls to Haley.

Nikki: Cynthia? You ready to go check out this abandoned mine?

Haley: Sure?

Haley says with a shrug.

Nikki secures their dishes in the tent and zips it shut.

Nikki: Ok. Let's go.

Nikki says and leads the way to where a crowd has gathered.

Haley follows after Nikki.

Nikki stands near the back of the crowd and silently observes the activity for several minutes.

The Ranger moves around the command center that is set up under a canopy near the entrance to the mine.

Suddenly the ground beneath Nikki's feet began to tremble and a distant rumbling sound echoed up through the entrance to the mine.

The Ranger: Damn. There's been a cave in.

The Ranger says to the volunteers gathered near the mine entrance. Two rescuers dressed in yellow jumpsuits and wearing helmets with masks come staggering out. A couple of medical volunteers rush to the two men's aid and the Ranger hurries over to them and talks to them for several minutes. The two men are given oxygen masks and one points to a spot on the map of the mine the Ranger has been carrying around. Finally the Ranger comes back over to the group of volunteers.

The Ranger: I need volunteers to go down there and check things out.

The Ranger announces. Because of the town being so small and remote the State Ranger Service has only assigned a few full time rescuers to look for the missing camper. And they have all sustained varying injuries leaving the Ranger with only the local volunteers...none of which seem too eager to venture into the unstable depths of the abandoned mine.

Nikki steps up and raises her hand.

Nikki: I'll go.

Nikki speaks up.

Haley: Uh, is that such a good idea?

Haley whispers to Nikki.

Nikki: I'll be fine.

Nikki whispers to Haley and winks.

Nikki: I've done a bit of spelunking so I'm well aware of what I'll be going into. I also used to be a surgical nurse in the Army so I'm probably the best person for the job.

Nikki says in hopes of dissuading the Ranger's doubts.

The Ranger realizes that this young woman is the only one volunteering and he frowns.

The Ranger: I don't like you going down there alone.

The Ranger says, scowling.

Nikki: I'll move faster by myself. Please, believe me, I'm going to be careful. I'll go as far as I can and film my progress so when I return you'll be able to see what I saw.

Nikki looks at the other volunteers and then looks back at the Ranger and holds up her hands, questioningly.

Nikki: Do you have another option, Capt. Marks?

The Ranger looks around at the volunteers and shakes his head.

The Ranger: I guess not.

The Ranger motions for one of the other rangers to bring over the equipment and within a few minutes has Nikki dressed in a turnout jacket, small portable oxygen tank, helmet with a headlight and camera mounted on it and a mask. He gives her a coil of rope and a first aid kit. He escorts her to the entrance of the mine and gives her some last minute instructions.

The Ranger: Good luck.

The Ranger says and pats Nikki on the shoulder.

The Ranger: And be careful.

The Ranger adds.

Nikki: Always.

Nikki turns to Haley and smiles reassuringly

Nikki: Don't worry. I'll be back before you can say supercalifragilisticexpeallidosious.

Nikki says with a wink.

Haley: Yeah, right.

Haley says with a small smile and a roll of her eyes.

Nikki: Why don't you see if you can help the rescuers up here to keep you busy so you don't worry?

Nikki suggests.

Haley: Okay.

Haley nods, agreeing. Figuring she'd wait until Nikki went down the shaft before doing so.

Nikki: And no flirting with the cute firemen.

Nikki says and winks. She turns and heads into the abandoned mine, switches on both the camera and the light and begins her trek through the maze of tunnels.

Nikki gets to the first signs of a recent cave in.

Nikki, as she carefully climbs through the opening, suddenly feels the buzz of another Immortal.

Nikki: Oh great. And me without my sword.

Nikki mutters to herself. As she clears the rubble of the cave in she smells the distinctive odor of decaying flesh. She reaches into her jeans pocket and takes out a tube of medicated chapstick and smears some under her nose so the only thing she can smell is the menthol of the chapstick. She continues along the tunnel, cautiously. The Immortal buzz doesn't get any stronger but it doesn't weaken either which unnerves her but she continues on until she gets to a more open part of the tunnel>>>

>>>> and looks around. As her flashlight moves around the tunnel she notices that the light is being reflected off certain places on the walls and she trains the light on one and discovers that what is reflecting the light is a thin vein of silver. Upon further investigation she discovers several similar veins on both walls. Suddenly she hears a faint rumbling sound that sounds like a train getting closer. Then the ground begins to tremble under her feet. The tremor intensifies and small pieces of rock begins to rain down from the tunnel's ceiling.

Nikki: ****!

Nikki exclaims and looks around. She sees that the wooden support beams are closer together a few yards ahead of her so she heads for that area as larger chunks of the tunnel's ceiling begin to fall.

Haley eyes widen as the ground shakes again.

The Ranger: Not again.

The Ranger grumbles.

Haley: Oh no!

Haley whispers, worriedly, trying to remind herself that Nikki would be okay.

The Ranger: Redlands? Have you got a location of that last tremor?

The Ranger asks, standing behind one of the firemen who is staring at a screen that looks like a submarine's sonar screen.

The fireman says, "it appears the tremor originated about 2 miles down, Captain. But it's hard to say if it was strong enough to cause a cave in."

The Ranger takes his hand radio off of his belt and keys the mike.

The Ranger: This is Capt. Marks.

The Ranger stops and looks over at Haley.

The Ranger: What's your friend's name?

The Ranger asks her.

Haley: Linda.

Haley answers.

The Ranger keys up the mike on his radio again.

The Ranger: This is Captain Marks. Linda? Do you copy?

The Ranger says and waits for a reply.

Nikki ducks under a large overhead beam to avoid being hit in the head by the large chunks of the ceiling that are falling around her.

The Ranger: Linda? This is Capt. Marks. Do you copy?

The Ranger tries again

The Ranger: Linda.....do you copy?

The Ranger says, speaking louder. But all he gets back is static.

Haley: What does that mean?

Haley demands.

The Ranger: It could mean any number of things.

The Ranger says as he holsters his hand radio.

The Ranger: It could be lead in the rock or whatever heavy metals might be in the rock. Coupled with how ever deep she may be into the mine.

The Ranger sees the worried look on Haley's face.

The Ranger: I'm sure it's nothing to worry about.

The Ranger says, trying to sound reassuring

Haley: If it was, then you wouldn't be worried.

Haley says flatly.

The Ranger: Who says I'm worried?

The Ranger says, trying to sound flippant. The fireman monitoring the sonar screen rolls his eyes.

Haley: You are. You're sweating, you weren't before. Your hands are trembling slightly and you won't meet my eyes.

Haley states flatly.

The Ranger looks at the young girl.

The Ranger: What are you? Some sort of genius detective?

The Ranger asks...a bit surprised at the teenager's powers of observation.

Haley snorts a little in discuss.

Haley: I have eyes.

Haley rolls hers.

Another tremor shakes the ground beneath their feet. This time actually knocking a few things off of table tops under the canopy.

The beam above Nikki's head begins to creak and grown. Nikki looks up and decides that the old wooden beam isn't going to take much more stress and she'd better get out from under it so she hurries deeper into the tunnel. As Nikki moves further into the tunnel, the area where she had just been collapses, blocking her only exit.

Nikki: Oh great.

Nikki grumbles. Suddenly she feels the Immortal buzz again. It can only be coming from behind her. So she cautiously advances deeper into the mine.

Garrison is in a chamber deep inside his mine when the rumble of the cave-in shakes the walls, floor and ceiling of the chamber. He looks up at the support beams to see if they are going to hold. Seeing that they are he picks up his pick ax and starts to venture into one of two tunnel entrances that branch off of the chamber when he feels the buzz of another Immortal...even though he doesn't know that is what he is feeling. He simply attributes the buzzing in his head to breathing the bad air of the mine. He decides that maybe he should head to the surface for some fresh air before he goes back to work.

Nikki feels the buzz get stronger as she moves further along the tunnel. She picks up a large piece of wood and holds it like a club as she moves ahead.

The buzz in Garrison's head grows more intense and he feels lightheaded. He goes over to the cot he has set up in the chamber and lays down to wait for the feeling to pass so he can go "up top" to get some fresh air.

Garrison: You really should invest in a portable oxygen tank and mask.

Garrison says softly to himself.

Nikki stops when she sees a light coming from several yards ahead of her. The buzz is stronger now so she moves closer to the wall of the tunnel and shuts off the "head light" on her helmet. She also notices that this part of the tunnel seems to have more support beams than previously. As she eases along the wall of the tunnel, the light ahead begins to get brighter and the buzz gets stronger.

Garrison's head feels like it is going to explode. He sits up and puts his head in his hands.

Nikki creeps ahead and realizes that the light ahead of her is coming from what looks to be a chamber of the mine. She moves forward, silently until she is close enough to be able to see into the chamber yet still out of site from whoever may be in there. From what she can see the chamber is well lit and it shows definite signs that someone has taken up residency in it because she can see a table with a camp stove on one end, a chair, a barrel that looks like it has water in it, a clothes line with some clothes pinned to it, a wheel barrow and several tools used to dig and break rocks.

Another rumble comes from the same direction the last one came from but this time Garrison doesn't check his supports...distracted by his headache.

Nikki moves closer to the opening and sees a man sitting on the edge of a cot and holding his head in his hands. She knows that he is the source of the buzz. She looks around the chamber for his sword but doesn't see anything that looks like a weapon except for the holster with a revolver in it that is hanging from a nail in one of the support posts and a rifle leaning against the same post. The fact that the Immortal hasn't come looking for the source of the buzz he is obviously feeling and the fact that he isn't looking towards the door are the actions of a new Immortal. Nikki lays her "club" on the ground and moves swiftly but silently into the chamber and over to the post where the rifle is leaning. She grabs the rifle and levels it off at the man.

Nikki: That feeling you're having is called a buzz and it tells you that another Immortal is near. That Immortal would be me.

Nikki says, cocking the rifle.

Haley: You think she's dead, don't you?

Haley asks the ranger once the shaking subsides.

Ranger sighs, and decides to tell the girl the truth.

Ranger: It is likely.

Ranger admits.

Haley just snorts.

Haley: We'll see.

Haley says then turns and walks away.

Ranger watches the teenager walk back to where she is assisting, and shakes his head sadly. After a moment he turns back to running the rescue operations.

Garrison looks up, suddenly, and sees a woman aiming his rifle at him.

Garrison: What do you mean...another Immortal?

Garrison asks, confused. The buzzing in his head seems to have died down....or at least he was getting used to it.

Nikki looks into the man's eyes and can see that he is sincerely confused.

Nikki: Who are you?

Nikki asks...still aiming the rifle at him.

Garrison: I should be asking you that and what are you doing in my mine?

Garrison answers Nikki's question with a question.

Nikki: Your mine? You're Garrison?

Nikki asks, surprised.

Garrison: Yup. I am. And you're trespassing.

Garrison says. He wants to stand up but he decides it is not a great idea with the woman still aiming his rifle at him.

Nikki: Ok, Mr. Garrison. My name is Nikki. Do you know what year this is?

Nikki asks, quirking an eyebrow curiously.

Garrison: Yup. It's 2000 something. I've lost track of the exact year.

Garrison says, removing his hat and scratching his head.

Nikki: Right. 2012 to be exact. And you were killed in a cave-in in 1844.

Nikki says, watching his reaction.

Garrison: Well....that's what everyone thinks. But I was just knocked out. I just let everyone continue to believe I was dead so I could continue working in my mine in peace. Especially after they declared it a historical monument.

Garrison explains.

Nikki: No, Mr. Garrison. You definitely died in that cave-in. That's why you could feel me coming and why I could feel your presence.

Nikki takes off her helmet and removes the small camera from the front of it, while keeping the rifle aimed at Garrison. She trains the camera at him and takes a picture. Then she walks over to him.

Nikki: I want to show you something, Mr. Garrison. I'm going to lower the rifle but, please, don't try anything crazy because I will still shoot you.

Nikki warns Garrison. She lowers the rifle and rewinds the video then holds the small screen so Garrison can see it and shows him the image she took of him.

Nikki: I just took this picture of you.

Nikki explains

Garrison looks at the image of himself and is shocked. Since he doesn't shave (As most old prospectors don't) he hasn't needed and has never owned a mirror and when he has sneaked out of the mine and gone to one of the nearby for supplies, he never noticed his reflection in the store windows.

Garrison: I look the same as I did.

Garrison says, dumbfounded.

Nikki: That's because you were killed in that cave-in and when an Immortal dies the first time....they will no longer age. I'm over 170 years old. Do I look it?

Nikki says, stepping back for him to see her better.

Haley mutters under her breath. Cursing know-it-all rangers who know jack-****.

The floor, walls, and ceiling of the chamber begin to tremble as another tremor shakes the hill the mine is under.

Nikki braces herself until the earth stop shaking. When it does there is a renewed odor of wet dirt and the unmistakable odor of decaying flesh. She puts her hand over her nose.

Nikki: What is that smell?

Nikki asks, demandingly.

Nikki: Smells like something died down here.

Garrison: Yeah. Does that every time the earth shakes things up.

Garrison says and his voice sounds awkward.

Ranger: Dammit!

Ranger curses.

Ranger: What's causing all these tremors, have we gotten any word from the USGS?

Ranger asks.

Haley: Come on, Nikki. Come back.

Haley whispers to herself, keeping an eye on the ranger command.

Ranger: Low level earthquakes. Nothing to worry about. Great.

Ranger mutters, skimming over what the United States Geological Society had sent them.

Ranger: Nothing to worry about unless your underground.

Nikki: So there is something dead down here?

Nikki asks, incredulously.

Garrison: yeah. A couple of somethings. Or somebodies.

Garrison says with a shrug.

Nikki: Let me guess.

Nikki says and looks down at Garrison, disapprovingly.

Nikki: Those campers that have gone missing over the years.

Nikki says with a scowl.

Garrison: It may be 2012 but I'm from a time where trespassers and poachers were shot on sight. So, yeah. Those who have trespassed into my mine never left.

Garrison says in explanation.

Nikki: They weren't poachers. They were just curious campers. There's a whole legend about the ghost of the Garrison Mine. People camping in the campground at the base of the hill you built you mine in have reported hearing sounds and smells of food cooking coming from the mine. Stories like that attract a lot of curious people who want to see the ghost...or prove or disprove its existence

Nikki says in defense of the campers who had ventured into his mine.

Garrison: They were still trespassing. And it's not like I just shot them without giving them a chance to leave on their own. Once they figured out I wasn't a ghost they threatened to tell everyone the truth about me and that would defeat the purpose of my pretending to be dead. I had no choice.

Garrison explains.

Nikki shakes her head.

Nikki: You could have, at least, taken them out of the mine and buried them.

Nikki says, uncovering her nose to see if the odor has lessened.

Garrison: I put them in one of the tunnels that always caves in and I thought they would be buried by the cave ins. But sometimes the tremors shakes things up in that tunnel and the smell makes it through to this chamber.

Garrison says as another tremor causes small chunks of rock and dirt fall from the ceiling of the chamber. Some of the support beams and posts groan from the change in weight on them.

Garrison: Each year those things get stronger and stronger. I don't know what the earth is doing and I don't understand a lot of all of that science crap but I don't think she can take much more.

Garrison says, waving his arm to indicate the "she" he's taking about is his mine.

Nikki: Basically the human race has been very destructive to our planet and it is going through a lot of changes. Some good....some very bad.

Nikki says, sheepishly.

Haley has finally had it. Setting her stuff down, she marches up to the ranger.

Haley: Okay, that's my friend in there. And you're not doing squat. Why, not?

Haley demands.

Ranger sighs and shakes his head.

Ranger: It's too dangerous.

Haley: Then why the hell did you let her go down there, if you won't even go.

Haley demands.

Ranger: Well, for one she volunteered.

Ranger starts slowly.

Haley: That's bullshit and you know it. Even volunteering you should have been able to keep her from going down if it was that dangerous.

Haley says staring the ranger down.

Another tremor....much stronger than the last, causes more debris to fall and the lanterns hanging around the chamber for light begin to swing.

Garrison: I think we should probably get out of here. I haven't seen one this strong before and I'm not sure if the supports will hold.

Garrison says getting to his feet.

Ranger steadies himself on an outcropping as another quake occurs.

Ranger: Look, kid. I didn't realize it was going to be this dangerous, or I wouldn't have ever let her go in.

Ranger replies.

Nikki looks around at the swinging lanterns and the amounts of debris raining down on them.

Nikki: I think you're right.

Nikki says and grabs the rifle.

Garrison: Follow me.

Garrison says and heads for a small tunnel in the opposite direction of the tunnel she had used to get here.

Haley just glares at the ranger.

Nikki: Where are you going?

Nikki asks as she follows Garrison into the small tunnel.

Garrison: How do you think I have been able to come and go without anyone seeing me?

Garrison says as he feels his way in the dark tunnel that he is so familiar with that he doesn't need a light.

Nikki turns on the "head light" on her helmet.

Garrison leads Nikki through the tunnel. About 200 yards from his secret entrance another tremor shakes the tunnel and one of the support beams ahead of them groans then creaks loudly as it begins to crack under the pressure.

Garrison: Come on. Let's go.

Garrison says and grabs Nikki's hand. Even though they aren't able to straighten up in the small tunnel, Garrison starts to run as best he can.

Nikki drops the rifle and begins to run after Garrison.

Garrison hears another beam start to crack and the first one finally breaks all the way through and drops, showering the tunnel with rock and dirt. Garrison pulls Nikki through the debris just as another beam breaks through. Garrison looks up and sees a sheet of rock slide out from behind what is left of the support beam. He realizes that it's going to come slamming down on them so he gives Nikki a huge shove through what opening there is in the rubble.

Nikki stumbles through the small opening in the rubble ahead of them, totally shocked at being shoved so hard.

Garrison looks up as the sheet of rock speeds toward him.

Nikki looks back as soon as she has regained her footing, in time to see a thin sheet of rock with edges sharp as broken glass, slam down on Garrison and shearing off his head a smoothly as if she had done it with her sword.

Nikki: GARRISON!

Nikki calls out. Realizing that Garrison has been decapitated, she steps backward, away from the collapsed part of the tunnel just as slivers of electrical bolts leave Garrison's body and find their way to her. She drops to her knees as the Quickening begins.

Ranger: Jesus!

Ranger yells.

Ranger: Give me that phone. I'm going to get the USGS on the phone myself and find out what the hell is going on!

Ranger yells and stalks to the satellite phone the rangers have.

Haley just rolls her eyes and moves closer to the cave, hoping for sign of Nikki.

The Quickening starts as quickly as it had started. Because Garrison hadn't taken a head during his time as an Immortal his Quickening wasn't that strong...for which Nikki is grateful. She gets to her feet and runs the rest of the 200 yards left of the tunnel, just as it collapses behind her. She moves far enough away from the small well hidden entrance where she is safer and stops, turning and looking back.

Nikki: This time you're really dead.

Nikki says aloud. She catches her breath and looks at the sky for some idea of her location and which way to go to get back to the rescuers.

Ranger: Great, just what we need, a storm.

Ranger mutters spotting a few flashes of light, likely meaning lightening.

Haley also spots the the flashes of light. Remembering what had happened in the warehouse, Haley's breath catches in her throat.

Haley: Oh, please, oh please.

Haley whispers.

Nikki climbs over a large boulder out cropping and when she is on top of the boulder she sees the rescue control center below her and she looks for Haley. She sees Haley and places the tips of her two pinky fingers against the tip of her tongue and blows...letting out a shrill whistle

Haley looks up at the sound a whistle and sees Nikki waving from up a ways on the mountain.

Haley: There she is!

Haley shouts pointing towards Nikki.

Nikki waves to Haley and quickly climbs down off of the boulder and jogs over to the teenager.

Ranger looks up at the girl's yell, and sees Linda standing up a ways. The woman must have found a small crevasse/cave to come up out of.

Ranger: Oh, thank God.

Ranger mutters.

Nikki: I told you I'd be alright.

Nikki says to Haley and winks.

Haley: You did, but... I was a little worried, when I saw flashes of light... like lightening.

Haley says softly to Nikki.

Nikki: I'll tell you later.

Nikki whispers to Haley.

Ranger: What did you see? How'd you get out?

Ranger demands, marching up to Linda.

Haley: 'Kay.

Haley murmurs back.

Nikki: Unfortunately with all of the cave-ins I went through the camera didn't make it.

Nikki lied, as she had dashed the camera against a rock as soon as she was out of the mine.

Nikki: But here's your helmet and flash light.

Nikki says handing them to the ranger.

Ranger: Damn... What did you see, then?

Ranger demands again, as he accepts the camera.

Nikki: In all of the spelunking I have done I have never seen a more dangerous place. The entrance should be cemented shut so that nobody else can get in. And as for the missing camper.....I didn't see any sign of him.

Nikki says to the ranger. She puts her arm around Haley and leads her toward their campsite....a mischievous smile on her face.

To be continued

IMMORTALS / JERALD GARRISON (deceased)

« Last post by 22639 on July 05, 2012, 06:17:59 am »

Jerald Garrison

Full Name:Jerald Garrison

DOB: 1802

Apparent Age: 35-40

Sex: male

Hair color:Grayish Brown

Eye Color:hazel

Height:5'10”

Weight:175

Nationality: American

Residence: San Jacinto, NV

Personality: Hard headed & stubborn, opinionated, independent, determined, territorial, grizzly.

History:Not much is known about Jerald Garrison before he arrived in San Jacinto, Nevada in 1839. Garrison was like many people who had come West for the Gold Rush. What specifically brought him to the small mining settlement is unknown as Garrison wasn't a social person...(keeping mostly to himself)...and he always managed to keep the conversation off topics that had anything to do with his life before discovering that he had been misinformed about the presence of gold in San Jacinto but, instead of gold, he discovered the hills that surrounded the small settlement we rich with silver.

From 1839to1844 Garrison continued to advance deeper into the mine...never giving up. On a couple of occasions he was forced to hire help because the deeper he went the more dense the rock he had to blast through was. On those occasions, Garrison would ride into town and get into a poker game. As the night wore on, the weaker players at the table drank more and more so by the time they lost their last pot they were fairly to very drunk. Broke and inebriated, the offer of a paying job seemed like a life preserver thrown into the sea to save a drowning sailor who had fallen over the ship's railing. The only drawback was that hangovers and dynamite do not go together well.

When Garrison discovered his mine's first vein of silver and he legally registered his claim and the mine it came from...word spread like wildfire through San Jacinto and nearby settlements and those driven by greed and devoid of conscience began to spring to life....each with their own plan to relieve Garrison of his mine and its contents. Determined to advance the tunnels of his mine and equally determined to not let anyone take what was rightfully and legally his, Garrison started working day and night...(sometimes through the night)...setting booby traps for the predators and chipping away at the silver veins that ran through the walls of his mine.

Late one night...(his third night of work in a row)...Garrison was so physically and mentally exhausted that his brain wasn’t functioning clearly and he made a fatal error when placing dynamite to blast through some solid rock and before he had strung the fuse just a couple of feet, one of the small dynamite bundles fell from the spot Garrison had placed it. On its way to the tunnel floor the bundle careened off of a jagged piece of rock that broke into several large pieces and a couple of those pieces landed on a large bundle of dynamite and the tunnel became a long chain reaction of explosions killing and burying Garrison in the ensuing cave-in.

Since Garrison had spent a lot of money in the settlement of San Jacinto the community its citizens got together and got the government to declare the Garrison Mine as an historical landmark and the mine was sealed off but left in tact.

Through the following years, as the settlement of San Jacinto, NV grew into a town, the US Parks and Recreation Service built a small camp ground near the entrance of the mine and a plaque telling the history of the Garrison Mine was placed near the entrance.

Although Jerald Garrison was never seen after what would have been his first death, there were times, over the years, that campers reported hearing what sounded like a pick ax hitting solid rock and the smell of bacon frying coming from the mine. Plus there were a few campers that turned up missing after they decided to sneak over the fence that had been built around the mine's entrance and explore the inside of the mine.

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DEPARTMENT OF MOTOR VEHICLES / Re: ANNIE'S CARS

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CHRONICLES / HALF MOON RISING Part 38

« Last post by Cyberfox277 on June 26, 2012, 12:15:58 pm »

***Next Day – 3:10***

Methos yawns while he looks at the computer reading a report recently posted there. Ashley's report had been interesting but this one was boring, who cares where the Immortal that guy was following had lunch and did his shopping?

[Methos] Come on, you've filled a report for this?

Methos whispers to himself not quite believing what he reads. He gives up after a while, and before he moves to the next one, he decides to have another coffee, lunch had made him sleepy.

Ashley pulls up in front of Adam Pierson's house, and parks her car. Getting out, she grabs her laptop bag, just in case she needs it. Ashley locks the door and proceeds up to the front of Adam's house and knocks on the door.

Methos is on the way to the kitchen and turns his head when he hears a knock on the front door, he didn't feel a buzz so it was definitely a mortal. He smiles when he sees Ashley through the window on the front door, and opens it.

[Methos] Hello.

[Ashley] Hi, Adam.

Ashley smiles.

[Ashley] I hear that Joe is on extended leave and left you in charge?

[Methos] Yeah, he did.

Methos nods, he refuses to think about what made Joe do that and tries to change subject.

[Methos] Come on in. You want some coffee?

Methos asks as he moves away from the door and walks to the kitchen.

[Methos] I was just about to have one.

[Ashley] Sure.

Ashley says following Adam inside, and setting her bag just inside the door, so she wouldn't forget where it was, and following Adam into the kitchen.

[Methos] I'd offer some champagne but it's kind of early for that, no?

Methos asks with a smile as he moves around to kitchen to get two coffee cups.

[Ashley] Maybe just a bit early for that.

Ashley chuckles.

[Ashley] But I sure could have used some last night.

[Methos] Well, you know the Watchers, you're on mandatory leave so you can have all the champagne you want.

Methos chuckles as he pours the coffee in the two coffee cups.

Ashley groans slightly, but accepts the coffee as Methos hands her a cup.

[Ashley] I could wish that leave was voluntary, rather than mandatory.

[Methos] Then some people wouldn't take one, hmmm... I can't think of anyone at the moment.

Methos teases hoping she'd get the hint she was one of those people.

[Ashley] I can.

Ashley replies, but smiles, letting Adam know she knew quite well he was referring to her.

[Methos] I really like you, Ash. We go way back, but let's face it, you're a workaholic.

Methos chuckles softly gesturing her to follow him to the living room.

[Ashley] Yeah, well, we both know how I ended up that way.

Ashley says, shaking her head ruefully and following Adam into the living room, and waiting for him to take a seat, before picking one for herself.

Methos seats on his favorite place on the couch, then puts the coffee cup on the end table after taking a sip.

[Methos] Who would have thought that Bradford kid would take your guy's head.

Methos shakes his head a little, amused at the irony.

[Ashley] Can't say I'm sorry. Bradford's profile shows him to be a good enough kid. A damn sight better than Steven was, that's for sure.

Ashley says with a shrug.

[Methos] Yes, but you know you're not going to be assigned to him, right? We have already someone working at the Bower Agency...

Methos hesitates in which pronoun to use, then decides she doesn't need to know who that person is.

[Methos] "They" can keep an eye on both of them.

[Ashley] Didn't seem to be doing that great of job. I saw no sign of anybody besides me, Lee and Bradford last night.

Ashley frowns slightly, as she went over it again in her head.

[Methos] Well, "their" assignment is out of town and "they" had to keep tracking one. Obviously the wrong choice but...

Methos shrugs, obviously the Watcher working at the Bower Agency thought Bradford was going to lose anyway.

[Ashley] Not that I want it... or am eligible for it at the moment... but given the fight last night, Bradford should have his own Watcher.

Ashley says thoughtfully.

[Methos] Really? You think he's going to last?

Methos asks, he doesn't bother to mention they were kind of short on personnel, Ashley already knew that.

[Ashley] He's quick with a gun, and not afraid to use it, when he needs too... But he's honorable... which isn't always a good thing for Immortals. He's quick on his feet... really quick.

Ashley says thinking out loud and comparing David Bradford to other Immortals she's seen.

[Ashley] It's kind of early, what with this being his first head and all, but... he's one of the best young ones I've seen.

Ashley concludes.

[Methos] Really?

Methos repeats slightly surprised, maybe he'd underestimated the kid but he sounded like a jerk last time he'd seen him at Joe's.

Ashley nods slowly.

[Ashley] Given that young ones, I can't call them all newbies, is most of what I've seen, besides Steven, for the last 8 years, and saw them quite regularly...

Ashley trails off, considering again for a moment and then nods.

[Ashley] Yeah, he's one of the best. Certainly has more potential than any other young ones I've seen. Besides that, he bested Steven, which has gotta say something. Steven may have been an addict, and preferred young ones, that doesn't mean he was a slouch. He did get a few older ones, when challenged while I followed him, so. Yeah. Bradford is up there.

Ashley concludes her thoughts.

[Methos] Oh yes, I think you've seen quite a few of them.

Methos nods in agreement.

[Methos] And I'd rather have another boyscout than another headhunter by the way.

Methos adds while he thinks maybe that kid wouldn't be so bad once he had a little more experience. Maybe he'd learn to keep his mouth shut when he should.

[Ashley] You and me both.

Ashley mutters.

Methos picks up his coffee cup to take a sip.

[Methos] So anything happened you didn't put on that report? I mean, I just read a report from one of the new guys and he didn't know where to stop, maybe you didn't mention it because you didn't think it was important?

Methos asks, now he's really curious about that Bradford kid.

[Ashley] What do you mean, by didn't know when to stop?

Ashley asks, curious herself.

[Methos] Where this guy has lunch, where he buys his groceries, when he takes a shower, when he's watching TV... Who cares, for God's sake?

Methos shakes his head disbelievingly, maybe he should have a talk with that new Watcher, he was the one who had to read all the reports after all.

Ashley shakes her head amused.

[Ashley] I know we're told to be detailed in our reports but, goodness... Did he report what TV shows? And what happened on the shows? Or how many times he scratched his balls?

Ashley asks with a chuckle.

[Methos] Hmm, he did mention that.

Methos nods chuckling softly.

[Methos] Do we really need to know that?

Ashley shakes head sadly.

[Ashley] Immortal or not, they still deserve SOME privacy.

[Methos] Exactly, we're supposed to record who wins in a fight and who they meet, not what they do when they're alone.

Methos says before he takes another sip of coffee, he makes a face afterwards, that coffee was getting too cold to be drinkable.

Ashley sighs, then takes a sip of the coffee. Realizing its getting cold, she swallows down the rest of it.

[Ashley] Well, with regards to Bradford... There is one thing that's in my report, but could be clarified slightly.

Ashley says slowly.

[Methos] Yes? What is it?

Methos asks, as far as he knew her report sounded clear enough.

[Ashley] Well, I said he spoke to Steven, before he took Steven's head. Which as we both know in and of itself is clear enough.

Ashley says slowly, pulling the memory of the moment from her memory which she had trained to be nearly perfect.

[Methos] Yeah, there can be only one. Really original, most of them say that.

Methos says assuming that's what Bradford had said.

[Ashley] Yeah... but Bradford didn't say that.

Ashley says.

[Methos] He didn't?

Methos frowns puzzled.

[Methos] What did he say then?

[Ashley] He apologized, to Steven. If you can believe it.

Ashley replies, watching Adam's face carefully, wondering how he'll take it.

Methos raises his eyebrows in surprise, but manages to catch his month before it hangs open.

[Methos] He what?

[Ashley] Bradford apologized. To Steven.

Ashley says, making it separate sentences, to make it clear.

Methos smiles amused, that kid didn't stop to surprise him, "Oh, I love good guys." he thinks to himself.

[Methos] Don't tell me he said something like, I'm sorry I take your head.

Methos chuckles softly, now that would beat all.

[Ashley] He said, and I quote, 'I'm sorry, but you give me no choice.'

Ashley says, with an ironic grin of her own.

Methos shakes his head amused, he didn't quite know what to answer to that.

[Methos] Young Immortals are too much.

Methos manages to say after a while.

[Methos] Some win the fight but don't have the guts to take the opponent's head and live or rather die to regret it.

[Ashley] Of which happened with Steven, once.

Ashley replies.

[Ashley] At least... according to his chronicle it did... 30 years ago.

[Methos] Yes, I was curious enough to take a look at his chronicle.

Methos shakes his head talking a deep breath.

[Methos] How can anyone be so dumb is beyond me.

[Ashley] Well, Steven wasn't one of them.

Ashley says shaking her head.

[Ashley] Sadly.

Methos smirks.

[Methos] He was, he chose to take challenge after challenge, the odds were against him.

[Ashley] In that aspect, yes. But he wasn't in the not having the guts to take the opponents head.

Ashley chuckles.

[Methos] Oh no, that one really enjoyed it.

Methos nods still smiling.

[Ashley] He was addicted.

Ashley says flatly.

[Methos] Yes, like a junkie after his next fix.

Methos points out making a face at it, he knows that guy wouldn't stop at anything to get it, just like a real junkie. He's glad someone took care of him before he gave all the Immortals away.

Ashley nods in agreement.

[Methos] Is it my impression or he wasn't really sane anymore? From what I read he didn't mind making a scene in public to get his way.

Methos remembers reading about it, he really took chances sometimes in the past and was almost caught once or twice in the act.

[Ashley] I... and this is my personal opinion.

Ashley says firmly.

[Ashley] I believe his sanity was... borderline. I don't think he was completely over the edge of sanity. But he wasn't completely sane either.

Ashley says.

[Methos] Too long sporting an addiction? Reminds me of that old friend of MacLeod.

Methos frowns thinking, trying to remember the man's name.

[Methos] Brian Cullen?

[Ashley] Yes... I recall him, if only vaguely. It was unlikely he would ever come across Steven, so...

Ashley shrugs slightly.

[Methos] Yes, Steven only hunted newbies, this guy would be too old for him.

Methos nods in agreement, looking down at his empty coffee cup and wondering if he felt like having another one.

[Ashley] Yeah...

Ashley nods.

[Ashley] And unfortunately for him, but fortunately for the rest of us, Bradford just wasn't quite new enough.

[Methos] Maybe he was fooled by the fact that Bradford doesn't bother to carry a sword.

Methos points out, while he thinks that kid was unconventional to say the least.

[Ashley] Which isn't exactly the smartest on Bradford's part.

Ashley says shaking her head slightly.

[Methos] Well, I'd agree with you but according to what you wrote Steven attacked him in that parking lot and the kid managed to get away.

Methos points out with a smirk, he loves the fact he uses her chronicle to prove his theory.

[Ashley] True. But it wouldn't have worked if Steven had taken the precaution of wearing a bullet proof vest.

Ashley replies.

[Methos] He probably would have aimed for the head then.

Methos shrugs, that's what he'd do.

[Ashley] But by the time he would have realized Steven had taken the precaution it is entirely possible, Steven could have closed the difference. And of course, that would likely mean that sadly, I wouldn't be in need of a new assignment.

Ashley grins.

[Methos] Yeah, the world is full of what could have beens.

Methos nods as he smiles at Ashley.

[Ashley] And hence the theory of the multi-verse.

Ashley grins.

[Methos] Yes, but Steven also could have lost before, or that dumb Immortal could have not spared his life.

Methos shakes his head at the deceased Immortal's stupidity, who would spare a headhunter's life?

[Methos] Damn, a person can go crazy thinking about it, the fact that everything we do, the choices we make, makes us what we are.

Ashley nods.

[Ashley] And every choice we make, another universe splits off where we made a different choice.

Ashley smiles slightly, enjoying the theoretical turn the conversation had taken.

[Methos] Well we can't go back and make a different choice on this universe, so why worry about it?

Methos chuckles softly, while he thinks if that's the case, his part on the number of universes would be BIG.

Ashley shrugs.

[Ashley] For fun.

[Methos] If you say so.

Methos almost makes a face, when the thought that somewhere in the alternative universes, Methos would still be a Horseman, now that wasn't a reassuring thought.

[Ashley] Just think... There could be universes out there where the Game doesn't exist.

Ashley smiles.

[Methos] And then there would be no Watchers and we never would have met.

Methos points out, the smile returning to his lips.

[Methos] Or we'd be out of work.

[Ashley] Well, if there were still Immortals, there could still be Watchers. We just wouldn't be recording the outcome of the Game.

Ashley grins.

[Ashley] The purpose we have for recording Immortal lives, still would exist. It'd just be a little different.

[Methos] Maybe, but I'm sure from the Watchers' perspective it would be boring. Who'd want to document something when nothing happens?

Methos says as he thinks that from his Immortal perspective he wouldn't complain a day about it.

[Ashley] Actually... if there were no Game... there would be no reason for the non-interference clause in our mandate. And think of what we could learn from all the Immortals! Especially the older ones.

Ashley says unable to help the smile the spreads across her face.

Methos smiles amused at that.

[Methos] Yes, it should be interesting.

Methos nods in agreement, while he thinks to himself, little does she know.

[Ashley] Should be? Or Would be?

Ashley asks, with a little smile, catching the wording Adam had used.

[Methos] What makes you think they'd waste any time with us if they didn't have to?

Methos asks with a shrug, he's not sure I'd bother to be in the Watchers if there was no Game, he'd have better things to do?

[Ashley] That also is a good point. But hey, it's nice to dream, isn't it?

Ashley grins.

[Methos] Oh yes, nothing can go wrong that way, reality isn't so forgiving.

Methos nods with a sigh, he's been alive long enough to realize once you experience something it's not like you fantasized about it.

[Methos] Anything can go wrong in reality, but in our dreams it's always... perfect?

Methos adds after a moment.

[Ashley] Hence why they're dreams.

Ashley smiles ruefully.

[Methos] Can't argue with that.

Methos smiles back at Ashley.

Ashley chuckles.

[Ashley] Which is the point.

[Methos] So are you going back to California? Now that you're on leave?

Methos asks as he puts the empty cup on the end table, deciding not to have more coffee for now.

Ashley frowns slightly.

[Ashley] Not if I can help it... Do you by chance have my next assignment for me? I know, I can't start now. Figured if it's a ways away, I'd road trip there.

Ashley replies.

[Methos] Ashley, you only lost your assignment yesterday. Take a deep breath. Get your things in order, then we'll see.

Methos shakes his head disbelievingly, she was already worried about her next assignment.

[Methos] I'm only asking because I know you have an apartment in LA, Steven used to live there before he began to wander around.

[Ashley] My aunt and uncle moved to LA about 4 years ago.

Ashley says flatly.

[Methos] Oh. I see.

Methos nods understandingly, she had to say no more.

[Methos] I suppose you want an assignment in another city then.

[Ashley] As long as it's not LA.

Ashley replies.

[Methos] Alright, I'll see what I can come up with.

Methos shrugs.

[Methos] There must be a few Immortals without Watchers, we're short on personnel as Joe told you.

[Ashley] Yeah.

Ashley replies with a sigh.

[Methos] Maybe someone nice this time, you could use a break.

Methos suggest, he knows she'd been watching that headhunter for almost 8 years.

[Ashley] You know.. I wouldn't even mind another headhunter... as long as it keeps me away from LA.

Ashley sighs.

[Methos] OK, I'll have to take a look at the database, then we'll see.

Methos shrugs unconcerned, she was on mandatory leave, so he figures he can leave that for later.

[Methos] So you're going to stick around, I take it?

[Ashley] Until I get a new assignment?

Ashley says hesitantly.

[Methos] Alright, Seacouver is a nice city.

Methos nods, he only hopes he doesn't get a phone call from her everyday asking about her new assignment.

[Ashley] Thanks.

Ashley replies, relieved that she wasn't going to be ordered out of Seacouver.

[Methos] Thanks for what?

Methos frowns puzzled for a minute, then he realizes she's thanking him for letting her stay. He chuckles softly.

[Methos] Ashley, that's what leave means, you go anywhere you want and do whatever you what, you know?

[Ashley] Yes... but it wouldn't be the first time a Watcher was ordered to leave the city in which their assignment lost.

Ashley points out.

[Methos] I think that's when the Watcher has been watched, and no, you wouldn't let that happen in a million years so...

Methos shrugs unconcerned.

[Methos] Don't see a reason to.

[Ashley] Good.

Ashley replies.

[Methos] So just take some time off, enjoy your leave, maybe I'll have something for you when you come back.

Methos suggests realizing it's probably too hard for her to follow his advice.

[Ashley] Yeah... plan on revisiting the spa tomorrow.

Ashley grins.

[Methos] Good, that should do it.

Methos nods with a small smile on his lips.

[Ashley] Yeah, for tomorrow. Doesn't help me with the rest of the rest of the time off.

Ashley says shaking her head with a smile.

[Methos] Well, there's Joe's Bar if you like the Blues, the Art Gallery had an exhibition from the Musée d'Orsay, don't know if it's still on though. There's Stanley park, doubt you paid any attention when you were following Steven around.

Methos frowns a little wondering what to suggest next, then he remembers the sports events.

[Methos] There's some horse track and some baseball field.

Methos' smile broadens at his next suggestion.

[Methos] And there's me if you want some company for dinner.

[Ashley] Now that I have to say I would love.

Ashley grins back at Adam.

[Methos] Alright then, it's settled.

Methos nods at Ashley still smiling, then he thinks for a moment with a slight frown.

[Methos] It's not against the rules, is it?

Methos asks figuring she'd know if it was.

Ashley glances over at Adam, a little unsure if he was teasing her or not.

[Ashley] Of course it's not. If it were most of what the Watchers do outside of field work would be against the rules.

[Methos] Good, just trying to be sure. Never paid much attention to rules anyway. People on research get away with it.

Methos points out even though she knows about it, she used to be on research when she started with the Watchers.

[Ashley] I know. Research doesn't have much in the way of rules, other than to NOT seek out an Immortal to answer one's questions.

Ashley says with a bit of a smirk, well aware of several researches who, in the past, practically had to be restrained from doing so.

[Methos] Yeah, I know.

Methos nods trying to conceal his amusement, obviously she never heard he hangs out in the bar with Duncan MacLeod.

[Ashley] Well... I suppose I should probably be going.

Ashley says with a sigh.

[Methos] Yes, I should go back to those reports.

Methos sighs, the idea didn't appeal to him at all.

[Ashley] Yeah, you have fun with that.

Ashley chuckles as she stands up.

[Methos] Careful, I might reassign you to do that.

Methos teases, chuckling softly, as he gets to his feet to take Ashley to the door.

[Ashley] Go ahead.

Ashley says, almost hopeful that he would, now.

Methos shakes his head.

[Methos] Huh huh, you know that's against the rules.

[Ashley] Yeah.

Ashley sighs and shrugs.

[Methos] You'd break the rules on this one, right? How shocking.

Methos teases, he's not surprised at all, he knows this is the rule she'd hate the most.

[Ashley] It's more of I don't think it's necessary for every case. It's meant more for those who grew attached to their Immortals. And that I certainly didn't do, towards Steven.

Ashley sighs as they reach Adam's front door.

[Methos] No, I don't think anyone would.

Methos shrugs, it wasn't him who came up with those rules anyway.

[Ashley] Well... I guess I'll see you later, then?

Ashley asks slowly.

[Methos] Yes, give me a call when you feel like some company?

Methos suggests, not sure which way she preferred.

[Methos] Or you want me to call you?

[Ashley] Call me if you're in desperate need of a break from those reports, or yes, I'll give you a call.

Ashley smiles.

[Methos] OK then.

Methos nods chuckling softly, as he opens the front door for her.

[Ashley] Thanks, Adam.

Ashley smiles as she steps out the door.

[Methos] Bye, Ash, have fun.

Methos says half teasingly.

[Ashley] I'll try, Adam.

Ashley says with a wave as she walks down the sidewalk to her car.

Methos closes the door, he stays there a moment watching her walk back to her car, then with a deep sigh he goes back to work.

To be continued

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