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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?

((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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[collector]

Not here, I'm afraid. And it would be something of a task to bring you to my reality. I don't think I want to risk the damage it could do to spacetime in my area.

[bonnypiperlad]

So I'm stuck like this.

[collector]

It may be fixable. I'll just have to find some very intelligent nanobots.

[bonnypiperlad]

Aye. Will ye let me know if ye do?

[collector]

Of course. I'll step up here and call your name.

[bonnypiperlad]

Aye. [Doesn't seem to be much more he can do for now...except for one thing.]

Braxiatel? Thank ye.

[collector]

[Braxiatel smiles, warm and distant at once] It's my pleasure, Jamie.