Morning!Quinn Part 2

[broadsword_babe]

{Previously}

Quinn could hear the lesson behind the words, and it wasn't lost on her. Sometimes she laid in bed at night wondering if Wade was alright, if Scotty had gotten a scholarship to CU like he'd wanted, if Erin and her beau were still together, whether it was worse leaving or being left...

"Thing is, I can't undo the past," she sighed. "But at least Immortality gives me a chance to set it right."

She might've been talking about Wade, or Adam, or something else entirely.

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[broadsword-babe.livejournal.com]

It'd take a lot more to make her blush. After all, she'd seen thousands of naked men in her life. Most Celtic warriors fought in the altogether. Saved on infection that way.

"Not exactly the modest type are you?" she asked with a smile. "Remind me to knock first before going into your rooms."

[iris-angel.livejournal.com]

"No, not at all. The looks can be amusing, though. Especially from MacLeod."

[broadsword-babe.livejournal.com]

Quinn shook her head, smiling wryly.

"Any other habits I should know about? Besides walking around starkers?"

[iris-angel.livejournal.com]

"Maybe. We'll save that for another day. It will be like a surprise."

[broadsword-babe.livejournal.com]

"Hopefully a good surprise and not a rude awakening."

The road ahead began to curve down and away from the shoreline. About a quarter mile farther on was the turn off for the brewery.

"I've always meant to stop by," Quinn said, jerking her chin in the direction of the brewery. "Heard they had a nice selection and a good café."

[iris-angel.livejournal.com]

"I hope it's not like that either!"

He looks at her with a slight frown because he thought that she was talking about something else. "Oh."

[broadsword-babe.livejournal.com]

"Oh, for gods' sake!" she laughed. "I meant odd habits! I wasn't talking about that!"

[iris-angel.livejournal.com]

"I knew that." He says with a smirk.

[broadsword-babe.livejournal.com]

"You sure about that?" she asked with a sideways look of yeah, right.

[iris-angel.livejournal.com]

"Yes, I was talking about you always wanting to stop by. I thought that you meant that you always wanted to stop by where I lived, but never did."

[broadsword-babe.livejournal.com]

"Don't flatter yourself," she smirked. "I meant the brewery. I sometimes drive down to Skara Brae or Stromness, and I pass by here. I've just never stopped in."

[iris-angel.livejournal.com]

"Well, this will be an adventure." He says.

[broadsword-babe.livejournal.com]

"A relatively safe one, all things considered," she agreed. "Least I don't have to worry about keeping my head."

[iris-angel.livejournal.com]

"Are we on holy ground?"

[broadsword-babe.livejournal.com]

Quinn frowned. "Y'know, I have no idea. Folk have been living round these parts for about five thousand years. Wouldn't surprise me if someone thought this land sacred at some point, what with Skara Brae being right down the road."

[iris-angel.livejournal.com]

"Well, I automatically think that breweries should be holy ground, but that is beside the point. If we aren't on holy ground then be worried. Or, cautious."

Just a lesson on that you can't trust anyone.

That will change, of course, but they aren't there yet.

[broadsword-babe.livejournal.com]

"Right, monks, beer and bread," she chuckled.

She pretty much let his warning slide. It wasn't that she didn't think the same way, but it was more that she was confident of her abilities. Even if she thought they could always be improved upon.

"Why do y'think I brought him?" Quinn asked, indicating the deerhound walking several paces in front. "If something wasn't quite right, you can bet he'd make a fuss."

[iris-angel.livejournal.com]

"I'm scared." He says as he looks at the dog. "Although, it must be nice to have some sort of security out here."

[broadsword-babe.livejournal.com]

"Actually, it is," she replied, giving him an odd look. She wasn't sure if he was being sarcastic or not.

[iris-angel.livejournal.com]

He wasn't, although he does worry about her. Being secluded from the world could be just as hazardous as being in a city full of people.

Not that he has any idea of WHY he should have to worry about her in the first place. He just...does.

He continues the walk with her, now having it so very close to them.

[broadsword-babe.livejournal.com]

She wasn't quite sure what to say. He'd come a long way to see her, and she rather regretted the somewhat flippant answer to his earlier question about what they were. Thing of it was, the idea of them being more scared her. Not in the "he could take off my head anytime he wanted" sort of way, but she guessed she was afraid of being happy. That the second she was, it'd get taken away.

[iris-angel.livejournal.com]

He looks over at her, "I suppose the promise of a good micro brewed beer doesn't really interest you?"

Adam notices how sort of sad she looks as they continue to walk.

[broadsword-babe.livejournal.com]

"You'd be surprised," she smiled, determined to actually enjoy herself. "I rather like having a good pint every now and again."

[iris-angel.livejournal.com]

"Yes, I took you as a woman that would be able to actually drink me under the table."

[broadsword-babe.livejournal.com]

"Now there's an idea!" she laughed. "But, honestly, shouldn't that be the other way 'round? Haven't met many blokes who've been able to drink me under the table!"

She was still chuckling to herself, and remembering the Irish Car Bombs (http://www.drinksmixer.com/drink7774.html) Gav had her drinking at Murph's party, when they walked up the drive to the brewery.