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[likethemermaid]

She's in the middle of attempting to cook when she feels the familiar, if unpleasant still, tug in the back of her mind like an alarm bell. It means another Immortal is nearby, and though she has the borrowed sword from Methos still leaned against the wall carefully and within easy reach, the feeling still unnerves her

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[really_oldguy]

Methos knocked even harder on the door until she answered. Once the door was open, he just gave her a smug amused smile, "Took you long enough, sweetheart."

[likethemermaid]

It's just to annoy her, that much Lorelei's pretty sure of, but y'know what? It's workin' real effectively, combining the sharp noise from his hand on the door with the already jarring alarm in the back of her head. At least the Buzz has stopped being quite so nauseating, but it still gives her a splitting headache.

When she pulls open the door and leans against the jamb to keep him from just walking in like that, it's in cutoff denim shorts and a loose tee shirt, but holding an incredibly sharp vegetable cleaver in her off hand--and Adam should know it's her off hand, thus not a genuine threat, not that she'd have enough leverage with a blade only eight inches long to swing through any kind of bone either way.

"Y' really ain't gonna like where I'm gonna put this next time you start makin' that noise, sugar."

[really_oldguy]

"Cute." he smirked, when he saw her brandishing the cutlery. Methos then took in her attire. Stepping past her, completely unaffected by the fake threat, since he knew that was what it was.

"You should change. We're going to a dojo to practice, then we're going to find you a sword of your own. Dress accordingly."

[likethemermaid]

"Y'know, there's a right nifty l'il invention called a phone," she says with a twist of an almost frustrated smile. "Might wanna learn how to use it if y' gonna be droppin' around unannounced."

But it isn't like she can't comply, though, and she sets the knife in the sink before she turns to head upstairs towards her clean clothes. "What do you even wear to practice beatin' the shit outta someone with a sword?" Half of that question is sarcasm--she can make a good guess, but really, she's never been.