Home again home again

[mrdmacleod.livejournal.com]

The lights are on in Duncan's house. He's in and out on yardwork.

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[prof-methos.livejournal.com]

Methos approaches the front door. He figures Duncan has at least a fifty/fifty chance of guessing who's there, but he knocks on the door anyway.

Greetings

[mrdmacleod.livejournal.com]

The door opens to a smiling Macleod. "Hello there, old man. " He steps back to let Methos in.

Re: Greetings

[prof-methos.livejournal.com]

"Hello, Mac. Long time no see. We seem to keep running on different tracks. You look relaxed. How was your Thanksgiving? Kick me if I ever say anything as banal as 'How was your Thanksgiving' again, okay?"

Re: Greetings

[mrdmacleod.livejournal.com]

He looks interested. "Can I just kick you on general principles? C'mon in. There's beer."

Re: Greetings

[prof-methos.livejournal.com]

"You said the magic word." Grinning, Methos follows him in.

Re: Greetings

[mrdmacleod.livejournal.com]

Mac grabs two cold beers from the fridge and cracks them open, handing one to Methos. "Thanksgiving was good." He waggles his eyebrows. "And how was yours?"

Re: Greetings

[prof-methos.livejournal.com]

"Rather more familial than I'm used to." Methos takes a long sip from his beer. "I went to San Francisco and had a big turkey dinner with a big family.

Re: Greetings

[mrdmacleod.livejournal.com]

Wide grin. "That must have been interesting."

Re: Greetings

[prof-methos.livejournal.com]

Methos leans back and takes another sip. "Yeah. Interesting is one word. Ah... I don't know how much gossip you pick up, but I went home with CJ Cregg for the weekend. It was her family I was dining with."