Tomorrow's my birthday. Normally, I'd stay at home, have some wine. Listen to some music.

This year, I'm too pissed off at whoever's pretending to be Wes Janson, claiming that my kinsman is alive.

It's done.

Not by me, don't worry, but I stood by and watched him die nonetheless. I'm just as guilty.

OOC: Part of the avenging deaths thread found HERE. Posted in Duncan's LJ for my own memories."Shit," Duncan muttered under his breath after he'd taken out a few more men and saw the captain moving towards Face's side. He hurried his stride and flagged the man down ( Read more... )

OOC: Takes place after the phone call with Face.

Duncan went back to where he'd disposed of Lynn Horton's body and looked around. Nothing much had changed, but it gave him the shivers just standing there, thinking about what the daughter of a madman had done to Aidan and Face almost two years agoTime passed differently for Immortals, but the sight ( Read more... )

After talking with Darius, Fitz, and everyone else at the wake, Duncan and Bella booked a flight out of New York ( Read more... )

A slash in a downward arc, and soon the darkness of the night was filled with lightning and the familiar sense of the power that Duncan would get from the Quickening. Katana raised above his head as if he alone was some sort of lightning rod, the surge of energy hit his blade and then flowed through him, filling him with a sense of pain. When it ( Read more... )