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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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[bonnypiperlad]

Heartless? [He's puzzled for a moment, then takes a guess.] Oh, is that the name of one of your monsters?

[smolderingdark.livejournal.com]

That's right. The dark side of everyone in monster form. They're pretty nasty. Don't get near one unless you want to make more work for the people who deal with them, a.k.a. me and my sidekick, Roxas. [He smirks a bit at his own inside joke.]

[bonnypiperlad]

The dark side of... [He doesn't even need to finish the sentence to know that that sounds very dangerous.]

Wait, how would getting near one make more work for ye?

[He's totally missed the fact there's an inside joke to be had there, just for the record.]

[smolderingdark.livejournal.com]

If they steal a heart, they make more. That's what makes it so hard to get rid of them.

[That's fine. Poor Roxas is going to have to deal with the sidekick thing forever.]

[bonnypiperlad]

Aye, I see. [It's not too dissimilar to some tales he heard as a wee lad, so he believes the description.]

What do they look like, then?

[smolderingdark.livejournal.com]

[Thank God. He's so sick of people going MAGIC DOESN'T EXIST BLAH DE BLAH right in his face.]

Black bodies and glowing yellow eyes. Some of them look like machines, others look like guys in funny clothes, some look like bugs... Typically the stronger ones have an insignia on 'em somewhere that looks like a heart.

[bonnypiperlad]

[Well, they are in a place where you can get ferrets from eggs. You would think that more people would be open-minded about that sort of thing.]

I'll be sure to stay well away if I happen to see anything of the sort. Although I would hope that the things we fight can't show up here. I'd not care to have a run-in with anything like that, aye?

[smolderingdark.livejournal.com]

[whoniverse chars are the worst offenders.]

Keep hoping. I brought the things with me once by accident. Took care of 'em pretty easily though.

[bonnypiperlad]

[Point. But exceptions for superstitious 18th Century Highlanders?]

I thought ye had to be touching something to bring it with ye?

[smolderingdark.livejournal.com]

[... Yes :3]

I was sorta in the middle of killing 'em, yeah.

[bonnypiperlad]

Could ye have not...let go first? [In Jamie's mind, it would make much more sense to actually do something like that. Then another thought occurs to him.)

Or was it one of those times where the Plane decided to bring ye here all on its own?

[smolderingdark.livejournal.com]

I really don't know how it happened. I was just taking a break, about to go get a donut or something, and suddenly they're right under my feet.

Not very nice.

[bonnypiperlad]

Aye. That was a wee bit rude of them. But ye said ye took care of them right enough? So if ye can do it, I can do it.

[smolderingdark.livejournal.com]

Oh, yeah, totally. Setting 'em on fire is pretty fun, too.

[bonnypiperlad]

Aye, well, I'd not be able to do that. Although, I wonder... [He's starting to look rather thoughtful.]

I may just have a wee idea, if the subject comes up.

[smolderingdark.livejournal.com]

With the right amount of chemicals, you can even set water on fire.

So what's this idea?

[bonnypiperlad]

If ye knew they were coming, ye could set something up. Some bonfires or something, where ye can put some torches in. Then ye can grab the torches and use that on them. Or...or ye can chase them with the torches, maybe, and run them right into the bonfires.

[Shaking his head, not sure that would even work.] Oh well, it was just an idea.

[smolderingdark.livejournal.com]

You could do that.

Or you could ask for me. If I'm in the area and up to having some fun, that is.

[bonnypiperlad]

Oh, aye, I will. [Jamie scoops up the ferret, who is calmer, but trying to chew on his boot.]

I'd best go get him something to eat, and let ye get back to trying to startle people awake.

[smolderingdark.livejournal.com]

Hah. Maybe I'll introduce him to Effbee sometime. That's short for Fireball, by the way.

[He grins fangishly and waves.]

[bonnypiperlad]

Aye, maybe. [Jamie might consider it, as long as the meeting doesn't involve any actual fire. Or ferrets being set on fire. Or him being set on fire. He waves pleasantly enough, though, before heading off in the direction of the kitchens.]