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Richie was caught in a traffic jam and he was going to be late for his date. He hoped she would understand about the traffic.
Upon turning the corner to the restaurant he saw his blond date get into a cab and leave.
For some reason, seeing her leave didn't bother him, it was something else, his immortal senses told him.
"Pardon me." Richie turned around at the sound of the voice and when he did, the cup of hot liquid spilled onto the ground.
"I'm so sorry miss." Richie was very apologetic. "I'm really very sorry. Let me buy you another drink. My name's Richie, by the way." He stuck out his hand.
"Scot." The Scottish accent seemed to slowly disappear, as the rain began to pour harder on the street.
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Richie burst into Duncan's office the following day. "Where have you been Richie? You were supposed to be here an hour ago." Richie tried to apologize, but Duncan wouldn't hear of it. As the young Immortal tried to explain his way out of trouble, Duncan sensed the presence of another Immortal. "Just let me introduce you to her."
"Fine, then she needs to leave." He sat on the front of his desk.
"OK, fine."
Richie open the door to the office and waved in his friend from the front.
"Mac I want you to meet...." Richie introduced them as Scot tugged at her purple blouse with matching pants.
"Duncan?" Scot's silver-gray eyes came alive at the sight of him.
"Scotland?" Mac wasn't prepared to see the Scottish Immortal.
"You two know each other?" Richie was surprised.
"Yes."
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"You look lovely." Duncan charmed.
Scotland blushed at the comment. "Still a charmer."
"So I'm told. What brings you here?" He poured her a glass of iced tea.
"A mutual friend sent me." The female Immortal responded after sipping her tea.
"Really? Which one?"
"Connor." She told him and Duncan choked on his drink at the sound of his friend's name.
"What?" He sputtered between coughs.
"Duncan, why are you so surprised?" Her eyes wide open, waiting for an answer. "You didn't think he could find you did you?"
"No. No I didn't."
"Oh ye of little faith." Scot smiled at him.
"Where have I heard that before?"
"Gee, maybe you were there when it was coined." Scotland teased, sitting Indian style on the couch.
"Very funny."
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Someone knocked on his back door.
"Come on in." Duncan invited before going back to preparing his sandwich lunch. "Can I offer you something?"
"You got any orange juice?" Joe asked making him comfortable on the couch.
"Here you are." Duncan peered at the photos over Joe's shoulder. "I assume you're here because of that?"
"Yeah, the death of two Immortals and two Watchers. The Immortal who did it got out, we think she's headed here."
"Her?" Duncan looked surprised.
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Upstairs, Richie and Scotland were sparing with kendo sticks. "That hurt." Richie rubbed his calf vigorously.
"Does that mean you want to stop?" She questioned, adjusting her ponytail.
"Well, we have been going for two hours straight. Yes."
"Chicken." She teased wiping her head with a towel.
"How about something to eat?" Richie offered.
"Sure."
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"Joe, I know Scotland and she didn't do this." Duncan told him as the doors opened on the elevator.
"How long has it been since you saw her?" The Watcher questioned.
"Too long." Scotland piped up.
"Scotland." Duncan was hoping she didn't come up here.
"No, Duncan its all right." She sat next to Duncan and eyed the broken piece of sword. "Where did you find that?"
"In the body of one of the Watchers." Joe said warily.
"Which one, the blond, bald or brown?"
"What do you mean, blond?" He asked.
"What do you mean?"
"There were only bodies found in the house, were of two Immortals and two Watchers, neither of them were blond."
"No, that's wrong, when I entered the front hall, three bodies were in the sitting room."
"A body can't just get up and walk out." Richie stated the obvious.
"Could he have been another Immortal?"
"No, Mary knew about Watchers and if she said he was a Watcher, then that's what he is or was."
"Can you give me description?" Joe asked.
"He had umm, blond hair, about 5'5, maybe 125, his eyes were closed."
"I'll look into this right away. If there is an Immortal killing Watchers, then we need to be on alert."
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"An excellent meal Duncan." Scotland praised her friend, and smiled as Mac handed her a glass of red wine.
So how do you know each other?" Richie asked, helping himself to the wine.
"A mutual friend introduced us."
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Richie was caught in a traffic jam and he was going to be late for his date. He hoped she would understand about the traffic.
Upon turning the corner to the restaurant he saw his blond date get into a cab and leave.
For some reason, seeing her leave didn't bother him, it was something else, his immortal senses told him.
"Pardon me." Richie turned around at the sound of the voice and when he did, the cup of hot liquid spilled onto the ground.
"I'm so sorry miss." Richie was very apologetic. "I'm really very sorry. Let me buy you another drink. My name's Richie, by the way." He stuck out his hand.
"Scot." The Scottish accent seemed to slowly disappear, as the rain began to pour harder on the street.
~~~~~~~~~
Richie burst into Duncan's office the following day. "Where have you been Richie? You were supposed to be here an hour ago." Richie tried to apologize, but Duncan wouldn't hear of it. As the young Immortal tried to explain his way out of trouble, Duncan sensed the presence of another Immortal. "Just let me introduce you to her."
"Fine, then she needs to leave." He sat on the front of his desk.
"OK, fine."
Richie open the door to the office and waved in his friend from the front.
"Mac I want you to meet...." Richie introduced them as Scot tugged at her purple blouse with matching pants.
"Duncan?" Scot's silver-gray eyes came alive at the sight of him.
"Scotland?" Mac wasn't prepared to see the Scottish Immortal.
"You two know each other?" Richie was surprised.
"Yes."
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"You look lovely." Duncan charmed.
Scotland blushed at the comment. "Still a charmer."
"So I'm told. What brings you here?" He poured her a glass of iced tea.
"A mutual friend sent me." The female Immortal responded after sipping her tea.
"Really? Which one?"
"Connor." She told him and Duncan choked on his drink at the sound of his friend's name.
"What?" He sputtered between coughs.
"Duncan, why are you so surprised?" Her eyes wide open, waiting for an answer. "You didn't think he could find you did you?"
"No. No I didn't."
"Oh ye of little faith." Scot smiled at him.
"Where have I heard that before?"
"Gee, maybe you were there when it was coined." Scotland teased, sitting Indian style on the couch.
"Very funny."
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Someone knocked on his back door.
"Come on in." Duncan invited before going back to preparing his sandwich lunch. "Can I offer you something?"
"You got any orange juice?" Joe asked making him comfortable on the couch.
"Here you are." Duncan peered at the photos over Joe's shoulder. "I assume you're here because of that?"
"Yeah, the death of two Immortals and two Watchers. The Immortal who did it got out, we think she's headed here."
"Her?" Duncan looked surprised.
~~~~~~~~~~
Upstairs, Richie and Scotland were sparing with kendo sticks. "That hurt." Richie rubbed his calf vigorously.
"Does that mean you want to stop?" She questioned, adjusting her ponytail.
"Well, we have been going for two hours straight. Yes."
"Chicken." She teased wiping her head with a towel.
"How about something to eat?" Richie offered.
"Sure."
~~~~~~~~~~
"Joe, I know Scotland and she didn't do this." Duncan told him as the doors opened on the elevator.
"How long has it been since you saw her?" The Watcher questioned.
"Too long." Scotland piped up.
"Scotland." Duncan was hoping she didn't come up here.
"No, Duncan its all right." She sat next to Duncan and eyed the broken piece of sword. "Where did you find that?"
"In the body of one of the Watchers." Joe said warily.
"Which one, the blond, bald or brown?"
"What do you mean, blond?" He asked.
"What do you mean?"
"There were only bodies found in the house, were of two Immortals and two Watchers, neither of them were blond."
"No, that's wrong, when I entered the front hall, three bodies were in the sitting room."
"A body can't just get up and walk out." Richie stated the obvious.
"Could he have been another Immortal?"
"No, Mary knew about Watchers and if she said he was a Watcher, then that's what he is or was."
"Can you give me description?" Joe asked.
"He had umm, blond hair, about 5'5, maybe 125, his eyes were closed."
"I'll look into this right away. If there is an Immortal killing Watchers, then we need to be on alert."
~~~~~~~~~~
"An excellent meal Duncan." Scotland praised her friend, and smiled as Mac handed her a glass of red wine.
So how do you know each other?" Richie asked, helping himself to the wine.
"A mutual friend introduced us."
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