Highlander: Immortal Lives - Page 2

**Ristaron** · 07-21-2008, 04:30 PM

Matthias smiled to himself, how times had changed! In his day, a sword was something to fear and admire. Nations were built around it, and fell by it. Now, it was an antiquated, though still elegant, tool of the past.
For some.

Taking a quick look around as they exited the hedge, Matthias concluded that there was nobody within ear-shot.
"If the world ran the way I wanted it to", he began, "I wouldn't find it necessary. Unfortunately for my desires, they can't be honoured. The sword has been a part of me for a long time, and if you're wise, you'll make it a part of you". Matthias turned to look into Léana's green eyes as he anticipated her confused expression.
"When I asked you, back there, when it had happened", Matthias continued, trying not to hold onto Léana's arm too tight, "I think you know what I was talking about. It's the question you've been dreading since you woke up to that electric feeling that chased the numbing cold from your limbs; when you came back from the dead".

**Ginevra** · 07-21-2008, 04:57 PM

Her opinion was starting to turn for this guy, he didn't want to use his sword, even if she still didn't know why he needed it. Hated guns, maybe?

As he specified his earlier question, she stopped cold. She opened her mouth once, then closed it again and stood there for a moment. How would he know about that? she thought. I figured I shouldn't tell anyone, might get stuffed in the loony bin, but if he already knows...

"I... how do you know that? "

**Ristaron** · 07-21-2008, 05:02 PM

Making extra certain that there was nobody else around, Matthias leaned in and said softly into her ear: "Because it happened to me, two thousand years ago". With a slight arch of his eyebrow, the man leaned back and couldn't help but smile at the horrified shock on Léana's face.
"Still up for a coffee?"

**Ginevra** · 07-21-2008, 05:28 PM

She choked. If he hadn't mentioned something I know to be true I might think he might need a visit to the looney bin... though it sure beats reading through random books...

"Sure, I think I need one now... though won't it be a bit out in the open? We'll both of us get people sending men in white coats after us if people overhear stuff like this..."

**Ristaron** · 07-21-2008, 05:45 PM

Matthias shook his head in a rather fatherly fashion. "I never said we had to sit in the café... that certainly would attract attention!"

As he spoke, they crossed through a carefully manicured arch in the hedges and arrived on a busy walkway that bisected the campus. Matthias led Léana towards the now-visible café, situated on the corner of the campus and a rather busy avenue.
"By the way", Matthias said, "I know I introduced myself as Matthias, but I'd appreciate it if you called me Matthew in public, with the lifestyle that comes with our gift, name changes are part of the gig -- so to speak. Matthew Cole-"

Matthias stopped, suddenly aware of the overwhelming sense of another immortal's presence. Pausing to explore the sensation, Matthias was disappointed to find that this one didn't have any evoking features to it either.
"Popular place today", he remarked. Looking over at Léana, he noticed the young woman clutching her head with a slightly dazed expression.
"Get used to it", Matthias said as he casually pressed his coat against his body, feeling for the familiar presence of his spatha, "that feeling alerts you of the presence of another one of us".

**Ginevra** · 07-21-2008, 06:03 PM

She smirked as they walked toward the coffee shop, when her head started pounding again, she reached up to touch her temple.

"My head again," she whispered, and he told her that it was an alert.

Walking close to him, she spoke under her breath, "Wait... another one of us... will he have a sword too? Wait... I don't even know what us is, the undead? Am I a zombie? How many times can I die?" She paused. "Gah, my head hurts from something else entirely..."

**Ristaron** · 07-21-2008, 06:22 PM

"I'll explain more later", Matthias promised, gazing over the crowd as much to ensure that their conversation was moderately private as it was to find the other immortal. "Just stick close by me for now... I want to see who's around. I have to teach here, I don't want any of my lectures interrupted by curious headhunters".

He realized too late that he had made a second mentioning of watching his head. If Léana was paying close enough attention to his words and not her temporary headache, a misnomer he intended to correct at a later time, she might start to connect why he carried a sword with his cryptic half-explanations -- another error he would amend the moment they were alone. Deciding that what may be may be, he continued towards the café, keeping his eyes open. At least here in the crowds, no immortal with any hint of discretion would draw a blade.

**Ginevra** · 07-21-2008, 08:54 PM

She gave him a calculating look as wheels turned in her mind. Did he say furious head hunters? This pounding doesn't help my focus. This is getting crazy, are we in danger? I guess he does have that sword, and if he really is as old as he says he should know how to use it... I guess I'll just do as he says.

She kept close to him and started glancing around herself, wondering if anyone here had died before. It could really be any of them. Her head had eased off, but Matthias was still looking around. She glanced over her shoulder. There were people behind her.

She shook her head, mentally berating herself. Of course there are people behind me they're heading to the café... I'm making myself paranoid. Realizing she was about to fall behind she stepped it up until she was back beside him, and tried to stop thinking about everything.

**Opunaya** · 07-22-2008, 07:44 AM

The stench of people and coffee filled Wade's nostrils, cursing him for coming into public as he entered the small coffee shop, eager to make his purchase and leave as soon as possible. His foot tapped impatiently as he stood in line, careful not to invade anyone else's personal bubble--nor allow the filth to get near him.

Come on. Come on. Come on...let me get back to my life now... Wade thought nervously to himself, his eyes darting around him. Suddenly a dull ache grew in the back of his head and quickly became a sharp pain as it made its way to his forehead; Wade gulped heavily--he had only experienced that feeling a few times before, but knew what such a painful sensation meant. One of them was here, after him. Or were their more? Do they team-up? Split the lightning? Well, maybe they don't 'sense' me yet...or maybe they don't know I am me yet...and they think someone else is me...which is one of them. That means I can get them first.

"What? What? What?" Wade shouted aloud, exiting the line, not noticing or caring whether he was next. He quickly scanned the room, some people were eying him strangely, others were simply ignoring him. "I know you're there! Can't I even get a damn cup o' coffee without having to cut someone? Leave me alone!" His hands instinctively reached behind his jacket and unsheathed both swords, their blades gleaming in the florescent light. "You want me, I'm right here!" He twirled his right sword nervously, listening to its razor's edge sing as it sliced through the air. "I just want coffee! You're not getting MY head!!"

**Ginevra** · 07-22-2008, 03:23 PM

Léana noticed the moment she snapped back into focus that a man in front of them was going berserk, and suddenly he had two little swords and she heard him yell that they weren't getting his head. They really do go for the head! This is insane!

She noticed he had a metal neck protector and found herself in major want of one, being totally unarmed herself. At the thought of swords she immediately looked to see what Matthias was doing.