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[bonnypiperlad]

[Inside one of the townhouses is a rather confused Highlander, looking rather as if he's stepped out of the 18th century, if his outfit is anything to go by.] Hey?

[This place is strange, unlike anything he's seen before, and he rubs his eyes in an effort to try and get it to go away. It remains stubbornly where it is...and then the screen lights

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[lamb_of_gold]

[And to completely reinforce the notion that he's in faerieland, there's a fellow with lavender Hair walking around nearby.]

[bonnypiperlad]

[Jamie's face sets into firm lines when he spots the purple-haired fae walking past, and he marches over to him - his footsteps much louder sounding than normal, thanks to the sound effects. One way or another, he's going to get some answers.]

Hey! What is this place? Why have ye brought me here?

[lamb_of_gold]

[Mu has to raise an eyebrow]

It was not I who brought you here. As to where 'here' is, I'm afraid your guess is as good as mine.

[bonnypiperlad]

No? One of your folk, then. I'll not say it matters much, as long as ye can tell me how...

What do ye mean, 'your guess is as good as mine'? This is your land, is it not?

[bit_impossible]

[in contrast to most of his day so far, the music following the Doctor actually stops as he stares at the young man from across the street. how long has it been since he's actually seen that face? four incarnations ago is one thing when it feels so, so very long ago, especially when the last time he even saw Jamie was...well. softly, a gentle song starts to play and only fuels the strong feeling of fond nostalgia in his hearts.]

[in a slightly breathy, reverent tone] Ohhhh, get a look at you. Jamie McCrimmon, as I live and breathe!

[bonnypiperlad]

[The longer he finds himself here, the more confused Jamie is getting, although now he's got something called a 'coupon' to add to the things he's carrying with him - whatever that is. He's about to try the door to one of the buildings when the sound of his name stops him short. The bagpipe music shifts, the song changing to something slightly different as he turns towards the person who's speaking.]

Aye, I'm Jamie McCrimmon. What is it ye want?

[bit_impossible]

Oh that's right! Of course you wouldn't recognise me, not with this face and, well, I am a bit taller and skinnier since you saw me last, but it's me! [even as he's speaking, he's wondering from when in his timeline Jamie is from--and decides he'll process that thought later. he's too happy to see an old friend at the mo'!] I mean, I've lost the daft bowtie and my hair's styled in far better this time around, but you! You...are still wearing that skirt... Well, it can't be helped.

[bonnypiperlad]

[Jamie stares at the man as he babbles on about bowties and hair styles and all sorts of daft-sounding things - although his mouth does pull off to the side at the mention of the word 'skirt'.]

Look, whoever ye are, I've not seen ye before. And I certainly don't know what ye mean by 'that daft bowtie' or any of those other things you're going on about, but I'll have ye know that this is a kilt, not a skirt. I'll thank ye to call it by its proper name.

[video]

[irreversibly]

Redcoat? Wee? Fairies?

Looming... Misty?

[video]

[bonnypiperlad]

[As the holographic projection appears in front of him, Jamie's eyes go wide with alarm, and his hand reaches down to where his sword is sheathed, ready to pull it at a moment's notice. Not having fully read through the CAT's instructions, he's more than a little spooked - and not quite realizing he's transmitting his responses the same way.]

Who are ye? How did ye appear in front of me like that?

[video]

[irreversibly]

[lskdjf;]

I -- My name's Xion, and I'm talking to you through your CAT! The little pin you're wearing...

[video]

[bonnypiperlad]

Little pin? [He glances down at himself and the bagpipe music that's following him changes, as if reflecting his confusion. Sure enough, there's a pin there on his plaid that wasn't there before, and he has a fair idea where it came from. He frowns, but shifts his hand away from the claymore.]

Och, more of the work of the fairies. All right, Xee...Xi...lad. My name's Jamie. Look, do ye know what's going on?

[video]

[desertdaggers]

I'm sure if faeries could transport people around, it'd've made things a lot easier.

[video]

[bonnypiperlad]

Oh, no, not again. [What is it with this place and purple-haired people, and these projections, anyway?]

Look, I've already told ye, I...hey? What do ye mean 'made things a lot easier'?

[video]

[desertdaggers]

Already? [Hawk looks puzzled for a moment, then shakes it off.] It would have been much easier than traipsing all around the world and occasionally being shot out of cannons. [All of which is completely normal, of course!]

[video]

[bonnypiperlad]

Not ye specifically. The other one with the purple hair. There's a few of ye about, it seems.

[Jamie tilts his head, then, taking a good look at Hawk. At least some of what he's saying actually makes sense...well, somewhat, anyway.] Ye look a wee bit big to fit into a cannon, if ye ask me.