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[bonnypiperlad]

[Sure seems like the forest is getting a lot of foot traffic recently, doesn't it? This time, there's rather a lot of noise echoing out from it - almost like someone is blundering around and crashing into things. And there is a perhaps familiar Scottish voice that drifts out to any passersby.]

Try to murder a McCrimmon, will ye? CREAG AN TUIRE!

[More crashing and then...silence. For a short while, anyway. After a bit, Jamie comes stumbling into view, rubbing at his eyes with his hand. It's hard to see his face because of it.]

Ungh. What happened?

[He decides to drop the hand to take a look around, and it might be evident that something's off, for Jamie now looks to be about forty or so.]

Where is everyone? Doctor? Zoe?

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[bonnypiperlad]

[Even if there hadn't been that frisson of warning down his back, flaming wheels are a big clue that getting out of the way would be a REALLY good idea just about now. Jamie launches himself off to one side, diving and then rolling to put some distance between himself and Axel.]

You'll not catch me off guard that easily!

[However, he still hasn't found anything to defend himself with, and he thinks that putting some trees between him and Axel is an excellent plan - so he makes a break for the forest.]

[smolderingdark.livejournal.com]

[Axel gives chase, not because he wants to be stabbed again but because letting a skirt-wearing psycho run loose is not really a great idea.

He draws an arm back and tosses a chakram, trying to get it to land a few feet front of Jamie rather than hit him. If it manages to hit the ground, it'll start up a nice big wall of FLAMES blocking Jamie from the forest. He can always go around, but unless Jamie decides to jump through the fire, Axel will be turning the area into a ring of fire.]

[bonnypiperlad]

[Probably wise - although without the dirk and without Jamie realizing he can drop off the Plane and get his sword, the possibility of Axel being stabbed again is much smaller than it was a short time ago.

The chakram sails past Jamie's head, just past a fallen branch, and he comes skidding to a halt as the flames shoot up from the ground. Whirling around, he takes a few steps off to one side, but realizes there's no real way to get around the fire. Without giving it too much thought, he dives, intending on grabbing the branch and at least having some sort of weapon. Not that it's likely to last long, given the amount of fire in the area, but he's got to at least try.]

[smolderingdark.livejournal.com]

[Axel just kinda... shakes his head when Jamie grabs the branch. He stands at the other end of the circle of flames, idly spinning his left chakram and contemplating his next move.

With a song. This *IS* Axel after all.]

And it burns, burns, burns
the ring of fire...

[bonnypiperlad]

[Johnny Cash references are lost to Jamie on a normal day, and his reaction is pretty much the same even now. That is to say, he gives Axel a rather strange look. Determinedly, he hefts the branch - even though he knows it won't do much good.]

What are ye waiting for, then? Ye have me trapped, Red...

[Hey, there's a thought. Maybe if he can lull this Englishman into a false sense of security, he'll put out the flames and Jamie can make good on his escape. Now, what was he calling himself before? Oh, right.]

Axel.

[smolderingdark.livejournal.com]

[The use of his name makes him frown, breaking the impassive look he... didn't really try hard to keep.]

This is for your own good, and I mean that.

[He kicks off, running toward Jamie even faster than before. He lifts his right arm-- but instead of launching his chakram, he'll be trying to conk Jamie on the back of the head with it. Even if he runs. /Especially/ if he runs.]

[bonnypiperlad]

[Sometimes running is the best answer to a problem, but now...not so much. Instead, Jamie opts for going down fighting, and with a yell he closes the distance between them. He tries to get in a few good whacks with the tree branch, but he has no idea if any of them even land, as Axel is able to deliver a sufficiently hard enough blow to render the point moot. Jamie crumples to the ground like a puppet with its strings cut - alive, but quite unconscious.]

[smolderingdark.livejournal.com]

[He only gets in a couple hits with the stick, the others parried with Axel's other chakram. Either way, it's just a stick-lashing and he'll recover. However, as soon as Jamie goes down, so does Axel. The chakrams poof in a bit of flame, and the ring of fire dies down, leaving the hero of the day exhausted and still bleeding.]

Ow... jeez. That could've gone better. Man... Axel, just what did ya get yourself into this time? [He huffs a bit and looks down at the unconscious Jamie.] I'll be right back. Don't go anywhere.

[He pops off the Plane. True to his word, Axel returns in a minute with some plastic rope. He winces once or twice but manages to tie Jamie up without any difficulty, binding his hands and feet but leaving his mouth free.]

Sorry about this.

[He proceeds to drag Jamie across the Plane, right over to the bar. Sitting him on top of a stool is problematic for a few reasons, so Axel just ties him to it and leaves an open beer with a straw nearby.

He's too nice sometimes.

Before he leaves, he tends to Jamie's wounds and his own with some strange sparkly liquid called a Hi-Potion. Every trace of a burn is gone from Jamie except his clothes, though Axel has a mark on his stomach that ought to be there for a while. And he needs a new shirt.]

[bonnypiperlad]

[It's not until Axel leaves that Jamie manages to regain consciousness.] Ooh. My head.

[He goes to stand up, only to find himself tightly bound to the stool. Not surprisingly, his first reaction is to try and get himself free, but he only has to try tugging once or twice to find that's not working.]

I'll get that Redcoat for this...

[His eyes alight on the beer, and he eyes it with suspicion for a moment, but if the Redcoat had wanted him dead, he'd be dead. After careful consideration, he opts to drink it. Besides, maybe if he can break the bottle in the right way, he'll be able to grab a piece and eventually cut the rope. It's easier if it's empty first. Until he can figure how to do that, though, he's stuck where he is for the moment.]