Jamie McCrimmon (
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realityshifted2010-09-12 04:34 am
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[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?
((OOC: Starting Jamie's experiment! If you're not one of the Doctors, and haven't decided on a character, check here and please list your choice in the subject line? Otherwise it will be randomly picked. Thanks!))
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?
((OOC: Starting Jamie's experiment! If you're not one of the Doctors, and haven't decided on a character, check here and please list your choice in the subject line? Otherwise it will be randomly picked. Thanks!))
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[He thinks about that for a moment, rubbing the back of his head as he does so.] Come to think of it, there was that wee bit of fog... I've not been wandering about in it for very long, though.
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I take it you've not seen Zoe then. [slightly worried] I hope she's all right...
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[puts his hands on Jamie's shoulders, his tone equally worried] Now Jamie, this is very important and I want you to think carefully before you answer. [pauses for a moment before continuing] What do I look like?
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[What is he on about? Confused, Jamie peers, trying to see if he can see anything different.] Maybe a wee bit more rumpled than ye usually are, but it's hard to tell with that great big coat of yours on.
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...Hey, what do ye mean, 'Never mind my own appearance'?
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[grabs Jamie by both shoulders, looking him in the eyes] Jamie, I've definitely got a few inches on you now and my eyes aren't blue any longer. They're brown.
But as for you, well...you look older than when I last saw you on the Plane. Might have a mirror in my pocket if you want to see for yourself. [though he wonders if that will help or not]
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[When he's grabbed, he looks up to meet the Doctor's eyes, but he's completely unaware that he's done so. To him, he's talking to Two and he shakes his head in disbelief - at least, until the mirror's mentioned.]
A mirror? Aye, I'd like to see it.
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[gives his shoulder a squeeze then digs in his pocket for a moment before producing a small make-up compact he'd borrowed from Harriet during one of their adventures] Right, have a look for yourself. [opens it, holding it up]
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Doctor, what's happened to me?
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So what do we do until then? Assuming you're right about it being some sort of experiment-thing.
[Jamie, clearly, isn't quite convinced of that part of it yet.]
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