Jamie McCrimmon (
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realityshifted2010-05-12 12:52 am
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[And once again, there is a newcomer to the Plane. This one appears to be a fairly short man with dark brown hair, who is wearing a black shirt that laces at the collar and a red kilt - one Jamie McCrimmon, by name. He stumbles for a moment, caught in mid-stride, then stops dead in his tracks.]
Hey! Where did that wee shop go?
[He glances around in bewilderment.]
Och, where am I?
[Scratching his head as he tries to figure this out, he turns and finds himself face to face with a strange building with the word 'Information' printed on a sign. He stares at it for a moment before reaching forward, taking one of the brochures, and starting to read.]
An "out-of-your-universe-experience." Not that again. A brico...what?
[This is all too confusing. He crumples up the brochure and throws it away, then sets off from the kiosk.]
Maybe if I can find the Doctor...
[Looking around, though, that seems to be an impossible task.]
Aye, well. Someone with some sense has to be around here somewhere. I'll just ask them.
Hey! Where did that wee shop go?
[He glances around in bewilderment.]
Och, where am I?
[Scratching his head as he tries to figure this out, he turns and finds himself face to face with a strange building with the word 'Information' printed on a sign. He stares at it for a moment before reaching forward, taking one of the brochures, and starting to read.]
An "out-of-your-universe-experience." Not that again. A brico...what?
[This is all too confusing. He crumples up the brochure and throws it away, then sets off from the kiosk.]
Maybe if I can find the Doctor...
[Looking around, though, that seems to be an impossible task.]
Aye, well. Someone with some sense has to be around here somewhere. I'll just ask them.

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Ah, sorry! It's not...well, it a bit weird here. If you die, you come back. [quickly, trying to sound reassuring] And he did! He's fine again--you met him even. The one with the ears. [puts a hand to one of his own, wiggling it to imitate the proper ear size] But it was still... [frowns and shrugs, not really sure how to describe what it was like to see Nine die] Trouble he shouldn't've been in...you know?
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Oh. I see. He didn't really die. He just did that regeneration thing and changed his face.
[Jamie hadn't realized it happened here, that's all. He makes a brief, amused sounding sort of noise - not quite a full laugh, but close.]
For a moment, I thought ye meant that we could die and then come back, but that'd be a daft notion.
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[quietly] Did ye...see what happened to him?
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[A few times, he's wondered if he hasn't just seen something similar happen, and he's always been glad to be wrong. To not be...he doesn't want to think about it. But he can emphasize with what Oliver must surely be feeling, and Jamie gives him a sympathetic look before deliberately changing the subject.]
That wee paper mentioned them as well, aye?
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Er...experiments? No, I've not heard about those yet.
[And even without knowing about it, he's getting the feeling he's not going to care for them much.]
What do ye mean, exactly?
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Well, basically the people who run this place make things happen to us--sometimes to everybody, and sometimes just to certain people. They're are all sorts of different things. Like, getting trapped in places, or I've seen people turned into kids for a while. And I couldn't talk for three weeks once! It was awful.
But...sometimes they're really serious. Like, they change how people feel or think. They're always temporary, so that's good at least, but just...be careful.
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Why does anyone stick around, then? I mean, I'd not care for being turned into a wee bairn. Or not being able to talk.
[For what it's worth, Oliver, you have his sympathies on that as well. Awful doesn't even really begin to describe it.]
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[quickly, full of optimism] But you know, some of us come here to see everybody! Home's got nothing on that.
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Aye, well, I suppose that's something. And...I guess ye have things ye can do here, too. Like that ballroom thing.
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How did they all get here, anyway?
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Ye can bring things? Like if ye just grab on to them before ye come here they come with ye?
[Sorry, Oliver, Jamie does tend to ask a lot of questions.]
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Yeah, just like that!
Only, I'm not sure how people bring buildings. There's probably something more to that, but I haven't tried it yet.
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[With a *pop*, he disappears from the plane and returns a few moments later, holding two apples in one hand. Jamie looks rather pleased when they do still appear to be with him.]
Hey, how about that! [He offers one out to Oliver.] Do ye like apples?
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