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[Jun. 18th, 2006|08:54 pm]
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*enters with the sort of understated authority very few men have -- he's tall, the type of man to stand out in any crowd, with vividly red hair and deep blue eyes, and strikingly handsome despite being in his early fifties -- but more than anything there's an air about him; nothing he does in particular (save the fact that he is obviously confident), but you sense that men would (and have) follow him anywhere he asked them to go, for this man is a leader*

*at the moment, he has no one to lead, but the power of his presence as he looks around the room slowly is not diminished by this, and he'll pause, almost calculatingly, before offering a low, elegant bow; when he straightens, he smiles politely -- friendly enough, but clearly reserving judgement on anyone or anything until he knows them better*

*his voice, when he speaks, is low and melodic, the Scots burr more than apparent* I'm James Fraser. May I inquire as to where I've found myself?

[Typist: Jamie's from Diana Gabaldon's Outlander books, taken from the beginning of the newest (A Breath Of Snow And Ashes).]
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[User Picture]From: queens_revenge
2006-06-19 02:15 am (UTC)
*with instinctive respect for him given his manner* I know not, but I can tell you that it is a strange land where those long dead walk among us as though they never went down to Hades.
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From: mac_dubh
2006-06-19 02:19 am (UTC)
*...tenses immediately, almost imperceptibly -- his first thought is for those he has left dead that he never wants to see again, but there are those who have died he would give the world to meet again, so he recovers quickly and his tone is only mildly curious* Aye? That's verra interesting indeed. *inclines his head towards her* And your name, miss?

[Typist: ...hi. Your puppet is making my ever-present temptation to pick Orestes up all the more difficult to resist.]
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[User Picture]From: queens_revenge
2006-06-19 02:25 am (UTC)
I am Clytemnestra, formerly Queen of Mycene. Your accent is strange to me; may I ask where your homeland is?

[Typist: Oh, it would be so fun if you picked up Orestes!]
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[User Picture]From: nursegavin
2006-06-19 03:25 am (UTC)
. . . We've established that it isn't London. Or any other recognisable place, really. *and his tone is friendly enough-- but considering that his inner monologue is presently running along the lines of, "Hey, I've heard that name bef-- oh, bloody fucking hell, isn't this lovely," it's possible there's a slight (okay, maybe not so slight) edge of awkwardness in it*
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From: mac_dubh
2006-06-19 04:47 pm (UTC)
Och, aye? Well, I didna expect London, considering I was verra far from there to begin with. *notices the awkwardness, of course -- he can tell these things -- but he won't comment, because he's Jamie* May I ask your name?
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[User Picture]From: nursegavin
2006-06-19 05:55 pm (UTC)
London's just where I wandered in from, and a few others. People here seem to come from just about everywhere. --Gavin. Gavin Strood. It's . . . awkward nice to meet you. I've been told a lot about you already.
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[User Picture]From: chessandlatin
2006-06-19 05:01 am (UTC)
*this is a beam* Jamie! It's wonderful to see you here.
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From: mac_dubh
2006-06-19 04:47 pm (UTC)
*...and grins* John. And you, man. What sort of place is this?
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[User Picture]From: chessandlatin
2006-06-19 11:08 pm (UTC)
*isn't going all swoony, but if he were, it'd definitely be very well hidden* *as it is, though, he's fingering the sapphire ring on his hand, smiling* Well, it is ...certainly a unique one, I must say. I doubt even you've seen the like of it.
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From: mac_dubh
2006-06-20 06:06 pm (UTC)
*grinning, yes, because a best friend is always a good thing* Och, something I havena seen? Will miracles never cease. Will ye tell me about it, then?
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From: macs_music
2006-06-19 05:02 am (UTC)
*grins* Hullo. Haven't seen your daughter about, have ye?
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From: soloecal
2006-06-19 05:13 am (UTC)
Shush, Roger, she'll be about as soon as I get her icons made.
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From: mac_dubh
2006-06-19 04:48 pm (UTC)
*laughs wryly* That depends. Have ye seen your mother-in-law?
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From: macs_music
2006-06-19 11:09 pm (UTC)
*amusion* If I had, ye'd surely be the first to know. How are ye, man?
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[User Picture]From: fightingblind
2006-06-19 10:12 am (UTC)
*absently* Good question.
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From: mac_dubh
2006-06-19 04:49 pm (UTC)
*can't help looking briefly taken aback -- he's seen much, but this is new, so he'll speak slowly* Aye, so I'm beginning to gather.
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[User Picture]From: fightingblind
2006-06-19 06:12 pm (UTC)
*nods vaguely to him* Zaknafein.
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[User Picture]From: sweariwontdie
2006-06-19 11:00 am (UTC)
*bows* Bonjour, M. Fraser. I'm Armand St. Just.

*bites his lip as the tries yet again to answer this impossible question* It is the Mansion. Neither here nor there.

You are from Scotland?
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From: mac_dubh
2006-06-19 04:50 pm (UTC)
*bows again* Bonjour, M. St. Just. *grins* Is it verra obvious? I've spent my share of time in France, anyway. *and nods, slowly and thoughtfully* I see.
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[User Picture]From: sweariwontdie
2006-06-19 11:21 pm (UTC)
There are strong ties between the two nations. *smiles*

It isn't hard to adjust to being here, if you are flexible in your thinking, M. Fraser.
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From: mac_dubh
2006-06-20 06:09 pm (UTC)
Well, I wouldna call it such, but I am glad to see your hospitality. *grins again* Flexible in my thinking, aye? I think I can settle in, then.
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From: farawayfighter
2006-06-19 05:01 pm (UTC)
*he bows, for even-- especially-- a prince could not not bow to a man with such an air of (in Telemachus' mind) a king*
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From: mac_dubh
2006-06-20 06:09 pm (UTC)
*nods to him, appreciating the bow (even if he doesn't entirely believe he merits one)* May I ask your name, lad?
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From: farawayfighter
2006-06-20 07:50 pm (UTC)
Telemachus, son of Odysseus of Ithaca.
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From: mac_dubh
2006-06-21 01:27 am (UTC)
*as he did with Clytemnestra, looks -- briefly startled, then bows again* An honour, Prince.
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