I just put up a bit more of the Stageplay Universe (NCIS). HOWEVER, I really just want to play. I have one more day of freedom before a long slog at work, and
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It took me a little longer, but I have a little snippet from Roommates just for you.
Methos watched his new roommate over his book. He was a mouse of a man with oversized glasses and a face that hadn’t quite grown into his front teeth yet. One of these days, he would be a very cute man-maybe even a handsome one-but right now he was in his awkward, geeky stage. And if Methos had hoped that a few years at Oxford would breathe some life into his old bones, this roommate was unlikely to help.
Sometimes the years weighed him down, and the enthusiasm of a young mind could save him from the dark void that so often threatened to destroy him. Most of the time, Methos was the first to live in the moment, but every once in a while he would suffer a decade when thousands of years of regrets and memories stalked him, hunted him, chased him through life. He needed something or someone to defend him from his own thoughts; however, this young Daniel seemed to disappear inside himself. He was unlikely to bring life into Methos’ lifeless world. Sighing, Methos set a few of his books up on a shelf. “So, I’m specializing in ancient literature from the Fertile Crescent; how about yourself?”
Daniel looked up and blinked owlishly, like he hadn’t expected anyone to talk to him. He looked like a startled child; for him to be in the graduate program, he must have started college very young.
“I… um, Egyptology,” Daniel said warily.
“Interesting,” Methos lied. He’d spend a hundred years as a slave getting dragged across the sands with a trading caravan. Egypt had been equal parts painful and boring.
“Literature, huh?” Daniel frowned. “Fascinating.”
Methos mentally added “bad liar” to his description of Daniel Jackson. This would be a long two years. Luckily, Methos had lived so long that even the longest two-year period passed quickly. Maybe he would go to America and spend a decade in that artist town in Arizona… Sedona. Or maybe he’d visit Seattle and spend some time looking out over the sea. Methos stared at his books and tried to find some way to break the awkward silence. He had almost settled on a random comment about local football when the door the led to the bathroom they shared with the next room burst open.
“Hey!” The young man who bounced in the room with a bright smile and elven face startled Methos so much that he dropped a book. It thumped against the floor and lay forgotten. “Wow… we’re at Oxford. Man, is anyone else going… whoa… man, I’m at Oxford? Is it just me?” The man looked even younger than Daniel and had dark curls and deep blue eyes that sparkled with life. “So, I’m Blair Sandburg. I am totally into ancient mythologies and psychology and anthropology. Who am I kidding? I’m pretty much interested in everything. I guess we’ll be sharing a bathroom. So, what’s your thing?”
Blair looked from one of them to the other, and Methos noticed that Daniel was blinking fast, a vaguely alarmed look on his face.
“Adam Pierson,” Methos said as he held his hand out. “It’s nice to meet you.” Methos figured it’d been a long time since he’d meant it when he said that, but suddenly Oxford was looking so much more interesting.
Between Blair & Adam I suspect that poor Daniel is about to have his quiet little world knocked off its rocker. Oh the possibilities are dizzying. ::rubs virtual hands together gleefully::
(rats, now I want a Blair, Daniel & Methos icon. Its all your fault).
You've watched Highlander? Methos is a Ancient Highlander with more of 5000 years, he's had lots of names but currently he's using Adam Pierson. You can find more information here: http://highlander.wikia.com/wiki/Methos
Methos (the immortal from Highlander) is such an interesting guy. I do think he could learn about loving life from Blair and learn about rediscovering his optimism and morality from Daniel. I loved that Daniel always saw the best in people and always tried to do the right thing, even after all those years in the SGC
This Oxford would be a very interesting place. Three of my very favorite men together in a totally believable scenario ... I love it! I hate to be the pushy "I want more" reader, but is there any chance of you expanding on this? Soon ... very soon.
Don't know how you do it, but in a few sentence you set a scene and characterized the 3 of them so believable,a worldwearyMethos, shypleaseignoremeDaniel and highonlifeBlair. BouncyBlair to the rescue! Life will never be boring again.
These three do compliment each other nicely. Methos brings some wisdom and balance the other two don't have and will bridge the gap between Daniel reticence and Blair's enthusiasm. And despite the fact that I have them friends in other universe, I do think those two could annoy each other pretty quickly, but Methos can play go-between.
And the wonderful threesome starts having kinky,,,, well when??? And when does Jim walk in? There just isn't enough Sentinel out there!! But I do like this threesome!
Well, they won't meet Jim for a few years, so all of that might take a little longer than I have in a drabble, but feel free to imagine Jim's face as he walks in on his guide with his two male lovers.
Methos watched his new roommate over his book. He was a mouse of a man with oversized glasses and a face that hadn’t quite grown into his front teeth yet. One of these days, he would be a very cute man-maybe even a handsome one-but right now he was in his awkward, geeky stage. And if Methos had hoped that a few years at Oxford would breathe some life into his old bones, this roommate was unlikely to help.
Sometimes the years weighed him down, and the enthusiasm of a young mind could save him from the dark void that so often threatened to destroy him. Most of the time, Methos was the first to live in the moment, but every once in a while he would suffer a decade when thousands of years of regrets and memories stalked him, hunted him, chased him through life. He needed something or someone to defend him from his own thoughts; however, this young Daniel seemed to disappear inside himself. He was unlikely to bring life into Methos’ lifeless world. Sighing, Methos set a few of his books up on a shelf. “So, I’m specializing in ancient literature from the Fertile Crescent; how about yourself?”
Daniel looked up and blinked owlishly, like he hadn’t expected anyone to talk to him. He looked like a startled child; for him to be in the graduate program, he must have started college very young.
“I… um, Egyptology,” Daniel said warily.
“Interesting,” Methos lied. He’d spend a hundred years as a slave getting dragged across the sands with a trading caravan. Egypt had been equal parts painful and boring.
“Literature, huh?” Daniel frowned. “Fascinating.”
Methos mentally added “bad liar” to his description of Daniel Jackson. This would be a long two years. Luckily, Methos had lived so long that even the longest two-year period passed quickly. Maybe he would go to America and spend a decade in that artist town in Arizona… Sedona. Or maybe he’d visit Seattle and spend some time looking out over the sea. Methos stared at his books and tried to find some way to break the awkward silence. He had almost settled on a random comment about local football when the door the led to the bathroom they shared with the next room burst open.
“Hey!” The young man who bounced in the room with a bright smile and elven face startled Methos so much that he dropped a book. It thumped against the floor and lay forgotten. “Wow… we’re at Oxford. Man, is anyone else going… whoa… man, I’m at Oxford? Is it just me?” The man looked even younger than Daniel and had dark curls and deep blue eyes that sparkled with life. “So, I’m Blair Sandburg. I am totally into ancient mythologies and psychology and anthropology. Who am I kidding? I’m pretty much interested in everything. I guess we’ll be sharing a bathroom. So, what’s your thing?”
Blair looked from one of them to the other, and Methos noticed that Daniel was blinking fast, a vaguely alarmed look on his face.
“Adam Pierson,” Methos said as he held his hand out. “It’s nice to meet you.” Methos figured it’d been a long time since he’d meant it when he said that, but suddenly Oxford was looking so much more interesting.
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(rats, now I want a Blair, Daniel & Methos icon. Its all your fault).
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Methos is a Ancient Highlander with more of 5000 years, he's had lots of names but currently he's using Adam Pierson.
You can find more information here:
http://highlander.wikia.com/wiki/Methos
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Don't know how you do it, but in a few sentence you set a scene and characterized the 3 of them so believable,a worldwearyMethos, shypleaseignoremeDaniel and highonlifeBlair.
BouncyBlair to the rescue! Life will never be boring again.
What a great start!
Thanks again
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