Meta: Conversation between headmates because mun was going nuts and had to write it out

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[After/At the same time as this conversation/flirtation with Illyria]

Wesley: You were flirting with her.
Adam: ...So?
Wesley: Don't.
Adam: Or what?
Wesley: *cocks a gun, points it at his head*
Adam: Don't you think that's a bit on the extreme side?
Wesley: No.
Adam: She wasn't even your Illyria.
Wesley: She's Illyria.
Adam: Oh, please. You have one. And a Fred. And Methos. And Soren. And Faith, if you play your cards right. Oh, and the vampire girl...
Wesley: She doesn't count. You have seven Peters, seven Elles, three Hiros, Jack Harkness and Maggie. And Melissa. And Sark.
Adam: Oh, that's just not right. Some of those Peters and Elles and all of the Hiros are the same. You're counting timelines/universes and fic that has nothing to do with RP. I didn't count Fred twice! Or mention the dead bint. And leave Sark out of it.
Sark: Yes, please. Far, far out of it.
Adam: Aww, puppy, that's not a fun attitude to take.
Sark: You're the one who said it.
Adam: You know I didn't mean it like that...
Wesley: *frustrated, interrupts* I stand by my count. And I'm fairly certain you were flirting with Sylar yesterday.
Adam: Whatever. Fine. Your point, oh Mr. Creative Counter?
Melissa: *a bit late to the party* Hey--how'd I get on the list?
Adam: Don't you want to be?
Melissa: ....Nathan would seriously kill you.
Adam: Oh, not in Eden.
Melissa: Henry would totally kill you.
Adam: We could have our own 'verse...
Melissa: *looks tempted*
Wesley: *interrupts again* Stay away from her.
Adam: What do you care if the girl and I are considering things?
Wesley: Not her. Illyria.
Melissa: *looks insulted by the inflection*
Devin: *distracts Melissa*
Adam: Might I remind you, she sought me out?
Wesley: I don't care.
Adam: Jealous?
Wesley: *narrow eyes*
Adam: Is this about Methos? I swear it was a century ago, and meant nothing.
Wesley: Y-you...?
Adam: Oh. *long pause* You didn't know about that?
Methos: No, you idiot, he didn't.
Adam: Well, how was I supposed to know?
Methos: *gives a look*
Adam: *shrugs*
Wesley: *gapes*
Byron: I was there, too, by the way.
Methos: Yes, love, but no one cares right now.
Byron: *goes off to sulk*
Marissa: *to Adam* I thought you didn't like threesomes unless it was Peter and Elle.
Adam: *shrugs* I was trying something new. And, well...*gestures* Look at them.
Marissa: *looks*
Byron and Methos: *preen*
Marissa: Right.
Wesley: AND YOUR SISTER.
Everyone: *stares at him*
Marissa: *smirks* Your point?
Adam: *facepalms*
Wesley: *looks all mortally offended by incestuous carrying ons*
Methos: I'll wager it's more about Soren than Illyria.
Adam: *blinks* Huh?
Methos: When you were emo?
Adam: Nothing happened!
Wesley: *grumbles* Only because the Ladies had to go to bed.
Surreal: Which was highly disappointing, let me say.
Wesley: *stares at her* What?
Surreal: What? He's pretty. I wanted to watch.
Wesley: *scowls*
Surreal: Honestly, I have more right to be offended than you do. He is my husband.
Wesley: He slept with mine, too.
Adam: Before you were born, Watcher.
Giles: *looks up from book he's reading* He's not a Watcher anymore.
Wesley: Um, yes. I am. I've got a whole Slayer school!
Adam: *perks up*
Wesley: Stay away from them.
Methos: *mildly* And Evie.
Evie: Huh? *was totally just eyeing Byron, who is, sadly, oblivious as he's mooning after Methos, who is far too amused*
Wesley: Just...stay away from Illyria.
Adam: *leans against wall* What about Soren?
Wesley: *snarly* He's a big boy, he can do as he pleases.
Surreal: *sidles up to Adam, with a smirk* So, about that aversion to threesomes....

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Heee -- the ones in my head can be just as bad, if not worse. Some of them just go at it like there's not tomorrow.

It's always fun to read though.

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*G* Yeah, I eventually had to just promise them all lots of alcohol if they'd shut up so I could get other things done. Wesley and Adam are still glaring in opposite corners.

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I have a pair of muses that can't get along, no matter what they do But then again Christopher's incorrigible, so he will get on anyone's case before they get on his.

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Heee! Yeah, there are a few of mine who have to be separated regularly, because they just...oil and water and drive me nuts.