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Subject:I should really keep my guard up around these two.
Time:01:07 pm
I have just gotten back from lunch with Philip. We talked about small things before he returned home. Still, it was a long and strange night to recover from.

Yesterday, Amy had once again fixed the museum's schedule so that neither of us were actually needed at the exhibit installation, apparently having enlisted the efforts of our interns and volunteers again. However, she planned another game night with Philip, though this time it hadn't ended quite the same. He still won but... I suppose I'm not used to this. Not that I have complaints, short of wondering where Amy had gone to in the morning. I'm sure she'll come home before dinner, though I might drop in on the museum before then to see how the installation went.

Poker NightCollapse )

The Spoils of the GameCollapse )

The Next MorningCollapse )
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Subject:I could go without excitement at all...
Time:04:17 pm
I certainly hope Jon hasn't called home yet. I think the boy has slept in today, though I can't rightly blame him. It was bad enough that today the Museum was open later than usual, so most of us had opted to stay longer. But even I was allowed to leave once we closed. Jon did come late in the afternoon for his appointment and orientation. However... well. I hope Connor and Claire do not fault me for his having to stay longer. Amy might not see the trouble, seeing as she's done this to interns in the past, but I would really prefer not to have to deal with Clan MacLeod coming for my head.

A long day at the office...Collapse )

A quiet evening at home ...Collapse )
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Subject:For once, not reminiscing.
Time:11:11 am
So he, Phillip, Adam, Whatever, is back in Brazil, and, for his sake, I hope he returns soon lest Amy having marked her calender for his return and track him down herself. Not that either of us would put it past her these days I think... We did manage to see his new apartment before he left, which gave her some confidence that he wouldn't disappear again. It's quite nice, I often forget that he does have some sense of decor to him.

A short visit and a great amount of guiltCollapse )
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Subject:[ Gap Entry, Private ] March 7, 1999
Time:11:46 am
Excerpt from Marcus Constantine's private journal:


I've felt the hectic edge of the past weeks finally wearing away. There are times, I believe, that my new bride bases her choices on whatever will unnerve me the most. I've protested so much this past year as she made plans and schedules for our wedding, always finding small details that bothered me out of small but habitual superstition. I also believe she knew this being the reason for my protests, and pressed for it anyway to shake me out of my rather archaic habits. It is her tendency, I've found. I suppose I've gotten so used to being thought of as an old fashioned eccentric that I had forgotten what it was like being with someone who knew me better.

Surely, this must have been why she had chosen a February wedding, though I've never once had one before because it was forbidden when I was younger as well as marraiges involving the Kalends of the month, which of course would be the day we had left for our Honeymoon. It was frustrating enough, what with my best friend's absence from the ceremony to which I might note that if I see him soon, he had better have a good reason for doing so. But on the first night of our honeymoon, when I was quite desperate to rest and hold my wife, I heard her whisper, 'Quando tu Gaius, ego Gaia,' a vow I haven't heard since my last Roman wedding. The woman is unlike anyone I've ever met.

That leaves us here, for which I practically pled to be. She almost had not wanted to go on a honeymoon reminding me how well my last planned two week vacation had gone some years ago. I think she simply hadn't wanted to leave work in Gregory's hands again, knowing quite well I wouldn't allow her a moment to work if we left. There is a small hotel in Old Acapulco, which while not exactly the Yucatan like I always promise to bring her to, it's just as well and our suite has a wonderful view of the Bosa Chica canal. It's pleasantly warm and, if I could ever leave my land behind, I'd like to come here again for a longer excursion.

There is an archaeological site nearby at Palma Sola that I plan to visit before we leave with a ceremonial center one thousand feet above sea level and at one time was the home of their oldest inhabitants from two thousand years ago. I try not to laugh when they sound impressed by it. Also in this sect is the Cultural center with the rest of its archaelogical peices. It is in all quite impressive.

Of course, Amy and I have been quite distracted amidst our marital and vacational bliss. I remember all my wives and all my loves and know there is truly no other like her. We've but a week left in our honeymoon, and I doubt I'll be able to return to my journal before that time is over. I don't mind. I've offered to give her anything she could ever want. She laughed. Perhaps I'll ask again, I don't think I deserve to be the only one to be teased.

Marcus Constantinus Ostia, Curator ibidem
B NON MAR F, Anno Domini MCMXCIX
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Subject:[ Private ] Travel Log, Parting
Time:02:05 pm
It seems Adam... or rather Methos is gone. I know why he left and I'm not about to explain it to Amy. She seemed upset enough. I can wait. I have for this long. I just hope he realizes he has to come back sooner than fifteen years.


I doubt this is truly goodbye.Collapse )
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Subject:[ Private ] Travel Log, Entanglements
Time:05:25 pm
I always manage to get myself into this position. Two relationships and always in ways that are not accepted. Of course, polygamy in general is hardly accepted these days. But even then, I've had these problems.

I love them both, and they both know it. I should mark myself lucky but I can only concentrate on how complicated it makes for all of us. Though, even in the best scenario, there is only one way this could end. It isn't something I would ever look forward to.

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Subject:Travel Log, Another Dinner Party
Time:05:57 pm
Amy had invited Adam to dinner. Not that I minded at all. We've been to his apartment for dinner several times. Of course, neither of them bothered to tell me, which is surprising me less and less these days. They get along well, which I'm grateful for.Though it was a bit of a shock this one time, seeing how long we had seen eachother the night previous. Still, I should mark this as a good thing.

Personally, I think I do well at dinner parties.Collapse )
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Subject:[ Private ] Travel Log, Reminiscing
Time:06:04 pm
I had gone to Adam's the other day, giving Amy time to let her anger settle. I know she means well and I can see the point of her worry. This was why I was so worried about her when those phone calls began, lest I'd have to send her a similar letter. I suppose I've become jaded somewhat. I was touched, as dry as the one I received had been. It's his way, and I knew that long ago. And many do similar in the face of such conflicts. I believe that Amy now understands that our immortality is more than history in hidden libraries. I will have to wait for her to calm down before we can speak about it.

On the other note, Adam and I discussed a great deal. I'm surprised he had looked for me at all, and almost feel like I've shorted him for not having returned the favor in near two thousand years. Titus was smarter than I gave him credit for to be able to hide these from me so long after his own temper got the better of him. It does make me question now though. There were many years between us, or so I had believed. I did my best to seem distanced from it all. But I still know what I've known all this time, that some part of me is still with him. I suppose it's a moot point. We've our lives now and they're greatly different. And I have Amy now. I should simply silence that nagging thought as I have all these other years. It might now require a bit more effort.

[ Unreadable ] Phone Call regarding the lettersCollapse )

[ Unreadable ] I only drank half the bottle.Collapse )

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Subject:[ Filtered from Connor, Claire, and Jon ] Travel Log, More Research
Time:11:44 pm
Adam came over with mostly pleasant news though we all agree there could have been better outcomes. I'm glad he is alright as well as the boy. We talked about a few things, mostly about Amy's family, though I really must speak seriously with her on the matter sometime later. It was mostly small talk until she left us to drink and speak on what exactly had happened. I hadn't meant to be pessimistic about our Madman, though I hope we can find a more permenant way of getting rid of him.

It's back to work then.Collapse )
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Subject:Travel Log, More Complications
Time:10:03 pm
There are times I could go uninformed, usually in cases where I know quite well how useless I'd be. Poor child, I can only imagine how Connor and Claire are doing. When Adam told me, I would have offered my help, but my resources ended with the recovery of the artifacts.

Adam is so panicked. Something I haven't heard in quite a long time.Collapse )
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