OOC: Alex knows that Methos heals fast, and appears to be nearly impossible to kill. She also knows that he's very old, likely around 1000. (*giggle*) She doesn't know about the losing of the head, Quickenings, or that he's 5000 years old.
Alex's smile at Kenzaki's compliment turned to a frown at Dr. Pierson's words. (Ok, so I need to work on my accent.) She wondered if he was always so dryly sarcastic.
The eggs were pretty cold by now, and Alex shoved them to the side of the plate. "I was born here. That's what I was told. I was born here, and I grew up here."
"Here as in this complex or this island?"
"Do I look like I've been locked away inside a cement building for sixteen years?" Alex asked with a considering tilt of her head. She knew the answer, which was why she asked the question: she was tanned, she was in good shape, and her growth was a little bit above averages in height for females her age.
She studied him, tried to do something she generally didn't -- read him, scan him -- but the static interference made her back off before she even skimmed the surface. "I was raised on the island. It is my home. And Reenie's my only family, I guess."
Ducking her head, Alex chewed her lip and focused on moving the eggs to the other side of the plate. She'd said too much. She should never have mentioned Reenie. (But Reenie isn't here, Reenie went back to the settlement.)
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[Alex] Slip of the Tongue (tag Methos, Kenzaki, open)
Date: 2006-08-25 02:51 pm (UTC)Alex's smile at Kenzaki's compliment turned to a frown at Dr. Pierson's words. (Ok, so I need to work on my accent.) She wondered if he was always so dryly sarcastic.
The eggs were pretty cold by now, and Alex shoved them to the side of the plate. "I was born here. That's what I was told. I was born here, and I grew up here."
"Here as in this complex or this island?"
"Do I look like I've been locked away inside a cement building for sixteen years?" Alex asked with a considering tilt of her head. She knew the answer, which was why she asked the question: she was tanned, she was in good shape, and her growth was a little bit above averages in height for females her age.
She studied him, tried to do something she generally didn't -- read him, scan him -- but the static interference made her back off before she even skimmed the surface. "I was raised on the island. It is my home. And Reenie's my only family, I guess."
Ducking her head, Alex chewed her lip and focused on moving the eggs to the other side of the plate. She'd said too much. She should never have mentioned Reenie. (But Reenie isn't here, Reenie went back to the settlement.)