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with my sword and head held high [closed]
Case closed, bad guy's caught, and there aren't any new cases burning a hole on his desk that he needs to deal with immediately. Which makes his morning trip over to June's to see Neal pretty out of the ordinary, but Peter's not going there for business. No, there's something more important the two of them need to talk about and it's not something they can discuss at the office.
The maid lets him in and he makes his way up to the balcony apartment where Neal makes his home. As soon as he gets onto the third floor, he can feel the buzz of another immortal nearby and he has to keep himself from putting his hand near where his sword hides in his jacket. It's just Neal, he thinks to himself, but he knows he won't calm down until he sees him. Once he's out on the balcony and sees that yes, it is Neal, he pulls himself out of alert.
"Neal, I've been thinking about something. I think it's time we had a talk."
The maid lets him in and he makes his way up to the balcony apartment where Neal makes his home. As soon as he gets onto the third floor, he can feel the buzz of another immortal nearby and he has to keep himself from putting his hand near where his sword hides in his jacket. It's just Neal, he thinks to himself, but he knows he won't calm down until he sees him. Once he's out on the balcony and sees that yes, it is Neal, he pulls himself out of alert.
"Neal, I've been thinking about something. I think it's time we had a talk."
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Despite that, Neal reached for the handle to test the weight of the sword. He played up his hesitancy as much as he thought he might get away with (and even then, he pushed it a little) and frowned as he considered the implications of keeping a sword on him, in some capacity or another, for the first time in his immortal life.
"And the Bureau isn't going to come breathing down my neck for having acquired a deadly weapon?" he asked. That was another issue. There was nowhere Neal could put the blade that would keep it in easy access without making it highly visible at the same time; jokes about the mantle aside, he would likely end up displaying it on the wall to try and hide it in plain sight. If anyone but Peter were to come into his home and discover it... what then? "That's the kind of thing the law usually frowns on."