[006].
[Stumbling onto the Plane is what, at first glance, appears to be a new arrival - a shorter man with rumpled hair, wearing an equally rumpled coat that is too large for him, checked trousers and a bow-tie. One hand is currently clutching at his head, and his eyes are closed as if in pain.]
Ooh, my head...
[The man opens his eyes slowly, squinting a little as if not sure what to expect. But when he sees where he is, he visibly relaxes and starts to head towards the kitchen. Apparently, he knows exactly where to go. However, he stops after a few steps and looks somewhat confused. Something doesn't feel right.]
Hey?
[He glances down at the trousers that he didn't have on a few minutes ago, then starts patting at various bits of clothing. His fingers grasp the bow-tie, tugging at it experimentally. Almost as if that's switched a light on in his head, he starts to feel at his face - slowly at first, then with increasing agitation as he goes over features that, while quite familiar, don't belong on his face. For a moment, he looks rather alarmed, then frowns deeply.]
Och, no. Not this again! You would think they would have gotten tired of this by now.
[It sounds like something Jamie would say...except the voice is lacking his normal Scottish accent. Instead, he sounds like, well, Two.]
Does anyone have a mirror?
Ooh, my head...
[The man opens his eyes slowly, squinting a little as if not sure what to expect. But when he sees where he is, he visibly relaxes and starts to head towards the kitchen. Apparently, he knows exactly where to go. However, he stops after a few steps and looks somewhat confused. Something doesn't feel right.]
Hey?
[He glances down at the trousers that he didn't have on a few minutes ago, then starts patting at various bits of clothing. His fingers grasp the bow-tie, tugging at it experimentally. Almost as if that's switched a light on in his head, he starts to feel at his face - slowly at first, then with increasing agitation as he goes over features that, while quite familiar, don't belong on his face. For a moment, he looks rather alarmed, then frowns deeply.]
Och, no. Not this again! You would think they would have gotten tired of this by now.
[It sounds like something Jamie would say...except the voice is lacking his normal Scottish accent. Instead, he sounds like, well, Two.]
Does anyone have a mirror?