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[bonnypiperlad]

[Jamie has settled under a tree in the forest, his satchel on his lap. Reaching inside, he pulls out a mass of cloth, carefully unwrapping it to reveal a brown egg with blue speckles - still intact. He looks at it, a vaguely disgruntled expression on his face.]

Och, aren't ye ever going to hatch?

[He's not gotten a lot of sleep the past couple of days, having just come off a rather harrowing mission with his Doctor. It involved nearly falling off a cliff - something actually stopped when the satchel had snagged on a tree limb. He's grateful that he still needed the satchel, but at the same time, he's very tired of hauling the bag around. There's a sigh, which turns into a bit of a yawn.]

Maybe I'll take a wee nap and see if I can find someone here after that who can help.

[Closing his eyes, he tucks a protective arm over the egg and drifts off into slumber. He's soon sound asleep, and completely misses the fact that the egg is beginning to twitch. Cracks appear in its shell, and a piece of it pops off rather suddenly, pushed free by the nose of its occupant, a cinnamon colored ferret.]

[The ferret wiggles its way free through the hole, looking around with bright, inquisitive eyes. Spotting the piece of shell it knocked free, it jumps on it and starts wrestling it into submission, like you do with those sorts of things. This fails to get Jamie's attention, as he is still out cold...and might need a wee bit of prompting before he'll notice.]

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[smolderingdark.livejournal.com]

Man, you're prepared for anything aren't you? [He shrugs at the second question.] It looked like a rat to me. Anyway, it's yours. [He points to the remains of the egg next to Jamie.] And it's probably gonna get hungry or something.

[Note to self: strange man with Scrooge's accent in a skirt is prank-proof.]

[bonnypiperlad]

[He pulls a face for a moment.] Aye, well, used to be that ye would never know when a Redcoat would be sneaking up on ye. [dryly] Although they don't usually yell at the top of their lungs. It makes the sneaking part a wee bit difficult.

[Jamie obligingly follows the glance to the egg, and looks rather more pleased than he did a moment ago.] Hey! It hatched! I suppose I should thank ye, then.

[Even if he did scare the poor ferret. And he's not completely prank-proof - it's just the matter of finding the right one.]

[smolderingdark.livejournal.com]

My coat is dark blue and yellow. What does that make me? A Bluecoat?

[And now he looks pleased in return, though it's probably because he's thinking of when his own egg hatched.] If you want. You gonna name it?

[bonnypiperlad]

[shrugging] Aye, if ye like. Although I don't know why ye would bother. I mean...Bluecoat? It doesn't sound very impressive, if ye ask me.

[The ferret seems to have calmed down now, and Jamie goes to let it investigate his fingers.] I've not really thought about what to call a ferret, but I suppose I should come up with something. Did ye get an egg as well?

[smolderingdark.livejournal.com]

Neither does Redcoat. Different strokes, I guess.

[He nods.] Sure did. Named him Fireball, F.B. for short.

[bonnypiperlad]

I could say a lot of things about Redcoats. [From Jamie's tone, he doesn't care much for them.] I'd not say they're impressive, though.

[Now, Fireball definitely sounds more impressive, but Jamie is at a loss as to what type of creature that name would fit.] Fireball? What did ye get that ye would name it that?

[smolderingdark.livejournal.com]

Meh. Well, if you're used to fighting them, then probably not.

Effbee's a phoenix. Or, he's supposed to be one. He's uh... you know. Small. Like a chick. But on fire. Yeah.

[bonnypiperlad]

Aye! [He seems fairly proud of this for a moment before realizing that may not have been a compliment.] ...Eh?

[Oh well, back to F.B. - and Jamie, unfortunately, has no idea what a phoenix actually is, so he might be a bit confused here.] So he's a wee bird that is on fire? How does he not just...burn up?

[smolderingdark.livejournal.com]

Nothin'~ [Subject change is go!]

You don't know what a phoenix is? It's a mythical bird representing light and hope and all that stuff, and when it dies in a big ball of fire, it's reborn from those same ashes.

In other words, it's a magic bird that does absolutely nothing. But he's cool, so I like him.

[bonnypiperlad]

Oh! Aye, that. I suppose that would be make sense, then. [He's not actually trying to pretend like he understands this time, believe it or not.]

I've seen a few mythical beasties in my day, but not a phoenix. Hey, I don't think I've actually gotten your name yet. I'm Jamie.

[smolderingdark.livejournal.com]

So have I. Including a dragon that was about the size of my foot. And fit perfectly underneath it, too. [He smirks a bit.]

Ah, yeah, I guess not. I'm Axel. [He reaches out for a handshake.] I recognized you from when we took down the barrier. That was pretty crazy, wasn't it?

[bonnypiperlad]

[Jamie gives Axel a slightly bemused look off the smirk, but extends his hand to shake anyway.] I thought ye looked a bit familiar.

Aye, that was something! Mind ye, I'll not be trying to make my sword sonic again. But it was a grand fight, all the same.

[smolderingdark.livejournal.com]

[Axel shakes it.]

It sure was.

[When he pulls his hand back, it suddenly bursts into flame, and Axel commences a very convincing impression of someone with his hand on fire.] Eeeeeeeeeeaaaaaaagggghhh--

[But he ruins it by sneezing, probably due to the ferret, and the fire goes out.]

... This is just not my day, seriously.

[bonnypiperlad]

[Jamie looks distinctly alarmed as Axel's hand catches on fire.]

Your hand!

[He goes to grab at his satchel- apparently planning to use it to beat out the flame - when Axel sneezes and the fire goes out. Jamie stares for a moment, then realizes what happened.]

Wha...hey! You tricked me!

[Oh, he did not care for that.]

[smolderingdark.livejournal.com]

I'm a bit of a fire elementalist. I guess you didn't pick that one up.

[He shrugs.]

[bonnypiperlad]

[He's still slightly cranky.] What, because ye have red hair? It's not like I've met any Elemenwhatsis before, and the only other time I've seen ye I was a wee bit busy.

...Although I guess it does explain why ye have a fire-bird. Do ye do that a lot to people?

[smolderingdark.livejournal.com]

[He just chuckles at that.]

The ones I like.

[bonnypiperlad]

[Oh, he probably shouldn't ask this, but...]

And what do ye do to the ones ye don't like?

[smolderingdark.livejournal.com]

[His smirk widens.]

I'd tell you to ask one, but there aren't any left.

[bonnypiperlad]

[Yep. Definitely shouldn't have asked.]

Remind me not to get ye angry. I'd prefer not to be on fire any time soon. [Or ever, really.]

[smolderingdark.livejournal.com]

[A laugh! A real one, this time.]

I don't get angry very easily. I'm a pretty laid-back kind of guy, so you're safe.

[bonnypiperlad]

Aye? That's a relief. Although...I suppose being able to set things on fire could be handy.

[smolderingdark.livejournal.com]

Very. Especially when you fight monsters. They do a fun sort of dance.

[bonnypiperlad]

I can think of a few beasties that might be interesting to see happen to.

Was it hard to learn how to do that?

[smolderingdark.livejournal.com]

It's too bad you can't turn Heartless into bacon... [He scratches his chin.]

Ah, yeah, at first. I wasn't born with it or anything. Someone taught me.