last_boyscout

07:34 pm: Private
Connor and Claire are coming to town.

I'm torn between cleaning this place top to bottom and taking a unplaned trip to Tibet.

I'm over 400 years old and I still worry about letting my teacher and kinsman down. Something about Connor makes me feel like a green young man all over again.

But it could be worse. I could be in Jon or Beli's place.

Really though, it'll be good to see Connor. He's more settled with Claire about.

08:43 pm: Private (Backdated to 2/21)
Dinner with Jon and his young lady friend seems to have been a success. Espicaly considering Beli and Amanda didn't wind up at each others throats by the end of the evening.

Did I ever annoy my teachers as much as Beli seems to do Amanda? I hope not.

Jon does seem quite taken with her, and if anything he'll get the girl to pick up her sword more often. He's working to hard at the meusam I think, but his too much like his father when he sets his mind to something.

I do need to call Connor and Claire and talk to them about Jon. He won't admit it but he really misses his parents.

And I defently need to talk to Amanda about keeping her hands off the good cyrstal.

10:16 pm: Dinner with Amanda, Jon and Beli part 1(players only, took place on 2/21)
( Before Dinner )

10:26 pm: Back to normal
So Amanda's back from her wanderings and I'm back from mine. It's as though we never parted, which I find a little disconcerting.

( Log: a morning with Amanda )

08:01 am: Years go by like minutes
( Nine years can go by so quickly.. )

11:29 pm: Packing up and planning
Well it looks like things are calming down here in Seacouver. Amanda and I have just about finished packing up for the move back out to Paris. Most of the stuff in the loft is going into storage, and I've made arrangements for the dojo while I'm gone. In the mean time Amanda has been trying to convince me to enter a life of crime with her. Here's the log of our latest chat on the subject which I "borrowed" from Joe.

( A conversation with Amanda )

08:54 am: Moving on
Seems everybody's moving on now. People dissappearing one by one the same way they showed up last year. Had a farewell dring with an old friend just last night:

( Goodbye Adam. )

12:08 am: A letter from Adam
A couple days ago I got one of those letters from Adam. I TRIED not to read it but.. well read for yourself

( Adam, Amanda and I )

06:17 pm: Couches are not as comfortable as beds.
So I may have said something exceedingly stupid the other night. Yes, Amanda has been sneaking away in the night to see somebody else. Yes, there was definately something going on between her and Kit at Joe's. But on careful consideration I must conclude that no, there is no way that they could be sleeping together. Or doing anything else together except fighting.

I have no idea what's going on, except that after some poorly considered words I'm now sleeping on the couch in my own home and Amanda is giving me the cold shoulder.

You wouldn't think that sleeping on a couch would have any ill effects for an immortal. I assume that any contortion of the spine or straining of the muscles is corrected by our unusual abilities. It must be purely psychosomatic that my neck seems permanently cramped at an awful angle. It hurts all the same.

I need a drink.

06:44 pm: Where's she going?
For the second time last night I woke to find Amanda gone from the dojo. She seems to be sneaking out while I'm asleep, but I can't think why.

Should I be worried? Is she planning a job of some kind, or is she sleeping with somebody else?

I don't know how often I can lie there pretending to be asleep, worrying about what she's up to, and feel the buzz of her sneaking back in.

Besides: her feet are COLD when she sneaks back into bed.

07:24 pm: Livid with rage
I have a thief in the Dojo. And no, I'm not referring to my dear Amanda. At first it was just petty cash missing from the box we keep lesson funds in, but last night somebody made off with a rather ancient pair of nunchaku from the display by the front door.

The glass wasn't broken or anything, and I can't tell if the lock was picked (in which case it could have been anybody) or somebody used a key (which narrows it down to one of the three trainers I have on staff, myself or the janitor.) This place isn't really profitable as it is, and this kind of thievery is putting a dent in it too. At least in the antique business I made money instead of spending my savings.

It just makes me so angry! Makes me wish I was living back in the days when thieves were branded or had their hands chopped off. Stupid civilization.

Anybody have any suggestions as to how to catch this sneak?

-Duncan

02:28 pm: Reconciliations
Well I'm back.

A week spent abroad and home has been fun, but now I've returned to public life at the dojo. With Amanda.

Had some fun with Adam last night too, and I think that for the most part things have been patched up. (Although perhaps it would be best to watch my back for a while.)

I need to get in touch with Richie now. It's about time that some axes were burried. Preferably without loss of life or limb.

09:32 pm: Making up
I was awoken this morning by a delivery person up on the deck of the barge. Flowers from Amanda. She must be ready to make up, so I'm off to see her. (I pulled some strings and had the phonecall she made to my yesterday traced, so now I know where to find her.)

Wish me luck, all!

10:14 pm: Leaving town
Just a note to any and all that might care: I'm going to be out of town for a while. I bummed around the dojo feeling sorry for myself most of the morning, tried to take my mind off Amanda with medatation and more excersise, and finally gave in to the fact that I just can't let her go like this.

It feels good to be actually doing something other than moping. I packed up a couple bags and threw them in the car, then went to see if Joe had any leads on where Amanda has gone off to. He wasn't in, but I left a notw with Mike the bartender. Maybe I'll check in with Adam before I set out. I need some kind of a direction to go in.

I just have to hope that Amanda wants to be found, because I know if she doesn't then I'll never have a chance of locating her.

01:40 am: Insomnia
Woke up on Adam's couch at about one in the afternoon yesterday with courdoroy prints on my face. Thanked whatever powers exist that immortals don't get hangovers and wandered home.

But now I can't sleep. I've been up since midnight whacking the sandbag in the dojo with a practice sword, but it's mostly just to work out frustrations. My technique isn't up to par lately... and even if it were it doesn't help any if my enemies kidnap my foes and shoot me from a distance.

Connor, if you're reading this, drop by if you would. I need a moving target.

I don't know what to do about Amanda. I'm a little affraid that if she goes this time I won't see her again for another couple hundred years.. I don't know if I can deal with that.

Well, off to abuse the poor sandbag a little more. See if I can't wear my body out enough to get some shuteye.

07:57 pm: Slow week
I was just commenting to Adam this morning on what a slow week it's been. No immortals after my head. No cisitors from my past. Hardly even a fight with Richie to spice things up.

It's been so pleasant thd tranquil. I wonder how long it can last?

12:46 am: Bad dreams
Ugh. Got no sleep at all last night.

( private dream )

09:43 am: Grand Central
I've said it before, and I'll say it again. The dojo is Grand Central Station lately. No sooner do Connor and Jon move out and Amanda fove into Richie's place but I get a call from Kit O'Brady who is looking to end his centuty-long losing streak. Naturally he was looking for seed money for some (seedy) deal and I figured, well, if I don't help him out he'll go to somebody who expects to get paid back. Then I'd probably have to wade in and save his ass.

Don't even talk to me about the visit Amanda and I paid to Noiz this week. "Sure" I thought "A chance to get out and see some place other than Joe's after all my recent visitors." And it didn't hurt that Amanda looked ravishing in that dress. But then Richie (who STILL isn't speaking to me) flaunted the fact that he's hanging out with Adam now. When I tried to confront Richie about his two-facedness Adam interferred.

I really didn't want to get into any kind of fight, and the whole "brawl" was half-hearted and has been blown all out of proportion. I understand that now Richie has left town for the weekend without telling Adam. How does that feel, eh? Richie is just being petulant and childish I think. I'm still trying to come to grips with my guilt about having tried to kill him, and it doesn't help that he treats me as if I had.

And to top off that evening Amanda was attacked in the club while I was outside trying to deal with Adam and Richie. Not that she couldn't take care of herself, but I wish I'd been there to catch the guy.. maybe we could have gotten some answers out of him. I hope that Adam can find some clues about the tatoo she glimpsed.

Still.. the night ended alright I guess. Only my pride was wounded ultimately, and afterwards Amanda and I got to make up, which is always nice. Heh.

11:52 pm: A talk with Amanda
( Not for Jon's eyes )

11:35 pm: Reunions, surprise visits and new problems
Wow. What a day.

Everything went smoothly as far as meeting Connor and Jon at the airport went. and may I just say what a joy it is to see Connor again. We opted for a manly bear-hug rather than the manly sholder-beating today, and I think Jon appreciated that. Didn't have any trouble getting baggage. Didn't even forget where I parked the car. So I spent the whole ride back to the dojo patting myself on the back for having everything working out so smoothly.

I should have known better.

No sooner do we get back to the dojo than Connor and I realze that we have an unexpected visitor. Looking back I can't help thinking maybe I should have scouted ahead. After all, I know the layout, and what with Connor having just come through airline security I was better equipped. But no, we all just walk in as one happy family and there, spread out in the center of my home, wearing almost nothing (but a very attractive almost nothing I must admit, was Amanda.

It took a little while to recover my jaw from the floor.

I think Jon is the least embarrassed of us. Connor and Amanda took off to have some coffee together, leaving me to settle Jon into the guest room I have for him. He's happy as a clam with his Game Boy right now.

What a day. I think things are going to be interresting while Connor's around.