Worries about the past ((closed RP, Methos, Oly))

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The immortal growled a curse, staring at the blank page of a journal. Was he avoiding the issue? Of course he was. She reminded him so much of MacLeod sometimes it made his chest ache. Honorable, honest to a fault, and as good and moral as the pure-fucking-driven-snow. Life was black and white, there were no shades of grey in their world.

Which meant that if Brienne learned about his past, she’d react the same way Mac did.

There would be no listening, no accepting the fact that it happened thousands of years ago. There would only be judgement, rebuke and desertion. If he was at home, she’d probably never find out. But in a place as unpredictable as Hogwarts, where a simple meal could have the most bizzare consequences.. it was only a matter of time.

Methos finished his beer and scratched out a warded note to send via owl.

Oly,

I need a few minutes of your time. Please keep this meeting between us.

-Methos.