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Ariel Lee Underwood ([info]_intherough) wrote in [info]inpoormerit,
@ 2010-03-09 22:14:00

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Entry tags:cath, cath and jamie, jamie

An Adventure
Who: Cathair and Jamie
Where: The Forest's Edge
When: Afternoonish



Jamie was no stranger to sleeping in until someone came and shook him awake. He was a teenage boy after all and they did that. So it was no surprise to him that he awoke when the sun was well in the sky. It was only a surprise that he awoke in a bed and not in a gutter, badly beaten and robbed. He touched his neck lightly, expecting a great pain but there wasn't much left. He'd gotten up and gone about his morning routine as per usual, quite curious about the new surroundings. He'd found a black wooden rosary that was quite beat up on the kitchen table along with his guitar and a couple of books.

The message from the Commissioner had been interesting enough and slightly alarming about the forest. With a little shrug, he'd changed his clothes (amused to see that his dress plaids were hanging in his closet sans decorative weapons but not sans sporran) and headed out with a bottle of water and a ham sandwich in hand. By the time he trekked his way up to the edge of the forest, no worse for the wear, the sandwich was gone.

"Ah, well... This is the big bad forest then. Doesnae look like much..." Of course it also wasn't night yet. Jamie settled down on the ground, watching the trees but not quite ready to venture out there just yet.


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[info]dian_cecht
2010-03-10 09:36 pm UTC (link)
Which would warm Cathair to the boy more, considering he fully supported anyone who tried to throw off British rule. Just because he'd gone about it all wrong didn't mean he still didn't believe in freedom from the English. They needed to toddle off back to their own country, thanks.

Cathair wasn't built like a viking either, and although he'd never followed any sport, he'd kept himself fighting fit always And he had better shoes for this task.

But that wasn't going to make finding there way back any easier though. Cathair was all right at tracking familiar animals during the day, but they really weren't leaving enough of a foot trail to follow back. "Well, unless you've an infallible sense of direction or can track our way back, we'll need to mark the path." He walked over to one of the skinnier trees and tied the cloth around it. "Also, if we do get lost, the people back at the town will have an idea where to start looking."

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[info]_intherough
2010-03-11 02:33 pm UTC (link)
It was the MacKenzies that were bloody vikings. He'd known a few and they'd been gigantic and somewhat brutish in appearance. But that was neither here nor there.

Jamie snorted a little - no, he did not have an infallible sense of direction. "Except why in the bloody Hell would they think to check the forest? Only us crazed types head out into the spooky trees on the first day, aye?" As he passed by Cathair, he patted the man on the shoulder like they were just the best of friends despite having just met.

He continued on the slow tromp, singing under his breath in a fair, clear tone, "In days of old in a kingdom bold, there lived a fearsome dragon. And the King he was in great distress and the countries spirits flagoned..." It was just something he did to pass the time and keep his nerves in check.

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[info]dian_cecht
2010-03-11 05:26 pm UTC (link)
The Southern Irish were the ones who leaned towards the more brutish builds. They'd bred more with the English and Scots than the Northerners. Cathair was leanly muscled, but just as solid as any of the brutes he'd recruited in Belfast.

"Because we'll not be the only ones curious about the forest," he pointed out, smirking a bit as the lad clapped him on the shoulder. "I don't plan on getting bloody lost either way."

He had to chuckle as the boy started singing under his breath. Cathair stopped to tie another piece of shirt to the tree, wishing again he'd brought some duct tape or something more to mark their path with. So far, all they'd managed to do was disturbed a tree full of birds and send some small animals skittering.

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[info]_intherough
2010-03-13 12:19 am UTC (link)
Jamie shrugged a little, dismissively. What did he know? He was just along for the ride and that was pretty much the whole air around him. His hands were now shoved in his pockets and it was rather like he was just taking a merry stroll through a familiar woods.

The walk, thus far, was rather uneventful and for a bit, it seemed to continue that way for the majority of his song which was about a knight who slays a dragon and refuses the bed of the two princesses only to spend the night with the king. It was funny. At least until there was a rustling in the trees above them. Jamie pushed his glasses up on his nose and glanced upward with a soft, "Um... Cath?"

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[info]dian_cecht
2010-03-13 12:53 am UTC (link)
All right, that had to be Scots' humour, because it certainly wasn't Irish. No matter how ridiculous it was. Cathair gave the boy a side look as the song continued.

Right.

He noticed the rustling before Jamie did and was even more disturbed by the fact they were rapidly surrounded. Since it was from above, it was likely birds. Maybe monkeys. There were usually some sort of monkeys in these woods, weren't there.

His answer came as a small primate dropped from the branch below and landed on his arm. His immediate reaction was to fling the beast away from him, preferably into the nearest tree.

Unfortunately, he succeeded. Suddenly, the trees above them exploded with the loudest ruckus he'd ever heard. And then anything imaginable started raining down on them. Leaves, branches, bugs.

Wait, didn't they throw- ?

"Run!" he ordered, grabbed Jamie by the shoulder and hauling him back the way they'd come. Hopefully, once they were out of the bloody little bastards' territory they'd stop throwing things and screaming like that.

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[info]_intherough
2010-03-13 02:52 am UTC (link)
He didn't know where the song came from, just that it was kind of 'traditional'. Probably modern traditional. He didn't know the history of it. Anyhow...

Jamie let out a little yelp when it turned out to be monkeys making the noise. It would've been okay if Cath hadn't decided to karate the damn thing into a tree.

He didn't need Cathair's suggestion to run, just the physical movement which helped remind him that he needed to move his legs to get away from the flying debris and nastiness (but hopefully not that much nastiness). "You twat," he shouted at Cath as he ran the direction from which they'd come. Oh god, this sucked so hard. "I'm going to kick ye're ass when we're out of here!"

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[info]dian_cecht
2010-03-13 02:58 am UTC (link)
Cathair was keeping his opinions on the subject matter of the song (and Scots in general) to himself. He was already tense enough without getting into a social debate with a clearly younger and more liberal person.

There were more important issues here.

Yes, well, that was likely true. Cathair hadn't expected every bloody monkey in the area to act like he'd just flung their mum into a tree. All right, he might've and he was well familiar with clannish attitudes. He had no excuse he could give the lad besides blaming panic. Hopefully, Jamie'd buy that.

"Shut up and move," he ordered, not really caring if the boy tried or not. He didn't know if the little bastards were capable of actually murdering them, but he wasn't planning on staying around to find out.

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[info]_intherough
2010-03-13 04:13 am UTC (link)
Excuses were like bellybuttons. Everyone has them and most of them are full of useless lint. Or in this case... General uselessness when one was being chased by monkeys. Jamie was not going to buy a damn thing.

"I am movin'!" he shouted back with a little bit of a growl. It was kind of amazing just how vicious he could sound when he was annoyed. That sort of tone coming out of such an innocent kid. If he ended up getting bitten and getting rabies or monkey pox or something, he was so infecting Cathair next.

He actually leapt over a fallen log that'd been in their path on their way in rather like a hurdle. Although if it'd been a hurdle, he would not have been able to clear the height. Either way, he'd pulled off something he thought was very cool and did not trip over his own feet.

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[info]dian_cecht
2010-03-13 04:23 am UTC (link)
Right, well, then unless the boy asked, he wasn't saying anything. He'd already claimed to know jack all about rain forests. And the only place he'd ever seen monkeys was the zoological gardens. Where there was glass between them and him, as it should be.

Which was why he'd thrown the filthy animal in the first place. It could have been rabid or have AIDS or something like that. That and it had startled him and his natural reflex for something grabbing a limb when he wasn't expecting it was to get the bastard off and break something in the process.

At least Jamie hadn't tripped up. He was more graceful than Cathair had given him credit for. And in better shape. Which was a good thing, because he could still hear the screaming behind them.

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[info]_intherough
2010-03-13 04:15 pm UTC (link)
Grace nothing; he was lucky. Which was why he tripped over his own big, gangly feet a few short moments after but he didn't end up on his face. He managed to catch himself and scramble up a second or so later, leaving kicked up dirt and leaves behind him.

It didn't seem like the chase was ever going to end and he was starting to feel like they were going to be running forever. In the wrong direction maybe. Only on occasion, he could see a flash of cloth that said they were indeed going the right way.

"There has got... to be... a way... to distract them!" He panted out as they ran because this was getting ridiculous. However, monkeys were known to have fairly large territories depending on how many there were.

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[info]dian_cecht
2010-03-13 07:13 pm UTC (link)
They were going the right direction and changing directions was daft now because that could just take them deeper into the woods. Which was clearly a very bad idea.

Distract them? How? There was nothing to distract them with and even if there were, that would require them to stop running. Which was a terrible idea.

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[info]_intherough
2010-03-14 04:07 am UTC (link)
The only way Jamie could think to distract the monkeys was to throw a water bottle at them. And that was very likely an extremely bad idea and it was also littering. Jamie didn't litter whatever the situation.

Thankfully, it seemed that a few more minutes of running and the screeching started to fade. He didn't stop running until the sounds of monkeys stopped entirely though. And when he did, he bent over, hands on his knees and panting a little. Jamie was in good shape but he wasn't in that good of shape. Fucking furry bastards.

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[info]dian_cecht
2010-03-14 04:36 am UTC (link)
Cathair was breathing pretty hard when they stopped as well, and he was in bloody fine shape. They'd just been running for their lives. It happened.

Fucking furry bastards indeed.

"I think from now on, I'll leave the jungle to those who have a fucking clue what they're doing," he grumbled wryly.

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[info]_intherough
2010-03-14 05:10 pm UTC (link)
Jamie made a noise of agreement, waiting to catch his breath a little more fully before he straightened up. Something started to crawl into his view and he took off his glasses, shaking them out. There'd been a beetle on the lens. Putting them back on, he started towards Cathair. Once closer, he threw out a closed fist, clearly intending to punch him in the arm although it was only half-hearted and that was kind of obvious. It was silent 'payback' for the mess that the Irishman had gotten them into.

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[info]dian_cecht
2010-03-14 07:58 pm UTC (link)
Luckily, the boy had projected his intentions quite obviously and it was enough warning that his combat nerves didn't trigger. He grunted and offer the younger man a half hearted glare.

They were both filthy, covered in dirt, twigs, and God only knew what else. Cathair shook some of the mess from his hair. "Come on," he suggested. "We need a shower and a change of clothes."

Well, that had been an adventure. Hopefully, enough of an adventure for Jamie to sate any urges for more for awhile.

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[info]_intherough
2010-03-15 03:41 pm UTC (link)
Jamie glared at Cathair right back, "Don't give me that look. I warned you I'd hit you." Okay, he said he'd kick the Irishman's ass but he just didn't have enough energy to do more than he had.

He brushed a hand vigorously through his shorter hair, knocking quite a bit of debris out and onto the ground where it belonged. Hopefully the monkeys hadn't knocked any ticks out of the trees or something like that.

"Mmphm, aye a bit. I hadnae planned on getting this filthy this quick," he sighed a little and started once more towards the village but at a much slower pace. After a few minutes of silence, a laugh slipped out of him, "If or when we ever get home, that's going to be a tale for the grandkids someday."

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[info]dian_cecht
2010-03-15 08:05 pm UTC (link)
"Would you prefer I hit you back?" he offered in a good natured tone of voice. He'd once been like this boy, and couldn't hold it against him. More he prayed to the Almighty that Jamie stayed as he was.

Cathair shrugged. "Well, we didn't plan on getting crashed through the forest by a pack of raging monkeys either," he pointed out as he followed, doing his best to get all the crap off of his arms.

That got a laugh from him. Oh yes, they were getting out of here, if it killed him trying. Clapping Jamie on the shoulder, he smiled a bit. "That it will be. Come on, I don't fancy being chased by anything else today."

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[info]_intherough
2010-03-16 03:48 am UTC (link)
"Och, no. Thank you," he mock-coughed a little, clearing his throat but he was just as amused as Cathair was. The Irishman was fun and got him into all sorts of trouble. If he'd been a bit younger, Jamie would've sworn this was one of his pals from back home.

He laughed his agreement, shaking his head a little. No, they hadn't. He nodded at Cathair as they headed back towards the village, "No, let's not. Boy, there goes my childhood dream of having a monkey for a pet. Completely dashed."

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[info]dian_cecht
2010-03-16 04:04 am UTC (link)
Were he younger, he'd likely have been mates with the boy. They were the same sort and underneath the jaded bastard he'd become, he recognized it and appreciated it.

"Likely more trouble than they're worth," he agreed wryly. "Besides if you want to hover over something and change diapers, may as well get married and have kids. I'll wager it's not much different, except kids outgrow the diapers."

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[info]_intherough
2010-03-18 03:01 am UTC (link)
He snorted a little with amusement. That sounded about right. And at least children generally didn't get fleas. Okay, there were lice but that was entirely beside the point. And also, no monkey pox. "I donae think that's ever going to happen for me, mate. I've never even dated. And now I'm on a bloody island where my only options are... monkeys apparently."

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[info]dian_cecht
2010-03-18 03:16 am UTC (link)
Cathair scoffed. "You're not even old enough to be worrying about it," he pointed out. "I bet you've not even started your first year at university."

Now when he got to his age and was still unmarried and unattached, then he could be certain there'd be no such thing in his future.

As for the monkeys comment, he decided to opt for winding the boy up than actually discussing being stuck here forever. "I thought that was sheep?" he suggested with a smirk. And prepared to get thumped again.

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[info]_intherough
2010-03-19 04:32 pm UTC (link)
"I could'hae been but I opted for an extra year," he said with a little shrug. It wasn't like he was bragging that he was just oh so smart. "But I hadnae even had a girl at all." He used girl automatically though he knew he sort of preferred boys over girls though he liked both. It was just easier on everyone.

No thumping this time. Jamie wasn't exactly offended. Instead he laughed and shook his head a little, "That's Wales, mate. Don't make me pelt y'with potatoes, aye?" Well if Cathair was going to start, so was he!

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[info]dian_cecht
2010-03-20 07:50 pm UTC (link)
"I didn't really need to know that, boyo," Cathair drawled. "You're still young. And haven't even made it to university yet." He knew for a fact that women rather liked the mannerly, bookish sort. He'd never had a problem attracting females. But then, he wasn't trying to and seemed to be just as good at putting them off, so he wasn't very good example. For anything.

"Better potatoes than haggis," he shot back playfully. And while they both could likely have fun taking shots at the Welsh, that was a bit too easy.

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[info]_intherough
2010-03-21 02:14 pm UTC (link)
"What? No, I mean..." He sighed a little and muttered a 'nevermind'. It was probably not the best idea to explain just how damned innocent he was to the monkey thrower. Or really, monkey tosser and he did mean that in the bad way. Twat. "I donae even know what I was going to study at uni." Really, he was going because he was good at school and his father wanted him to.

Jamie scoffed a little and shook his head, "I don't even like haggis... But anyhow, potatoes would hurt more so I'm glad ye're willing to take the pain."

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[info]dian_cecht
2010-03-21 06:44 pm UTC (link)
Cathair shrugged. "Most people don't when they first go in," he admitted. "I only did because I knew from the age of 12 onwards I wanted to be a historian like my father. Most people have to try a few things before they find their place." Really, what was all this rush to have his life figured out before he was even really a man? He wanted to warn Jamie that life would do that for him, but he hoped the younger man's life wouldn't take any near a bad turn as his own had. Let him be innocent a bit longer. Enjoy it even.

He scoffed and shook his head. "You better start running again boyo or I'll show you pain," he shot back lightly.

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[info]_intherough
2010-03-23 05:17 am UTC (link)
Jamie laughed and shrugged his shoulders, "Well, the main thing I want to do is be a singer. I don't think I need Uni for that, yeah?" He shook his head a little, amused at himself since he knew it was always a good idea to have a contingency plan. Being a singer was not a good plan at all.

"Oh aye, I'll be sure to do that, dad," he rolled his eyes and kept at his casual pace. Not a single step faster. He didn't expect Cathair to really get his knickers in a twist over a comment like that.

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[info]dian_cecht
2010-03-24 02:32 am UTC (link)
"A singer then?" Cath said. "Well, no. But there's a better chance of actually making a career of it when you have schooling." After all, there were music courses offered. Even when he'd been at university.

Dad? Cathair chuckled at that, even if it did hit a cord he didn't want to admit to. He'd be so lucky to ever have a son like this boy someday. As for the cheek, well, he wasn't going to let that go so easily.

"Dad?" he scoffed, coming up behind Jamie and grabbing him into a headlock. He ruffled the younger man's hair affectionately. "I'm not that old, boyo."

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[info]_intherough
2010-03-26 12:07 am UTC (link)
Jamie just shrugged it off. He had no idea what he was really going to do with his life. But he'd figure it out eventually. "Ah well... No point in worrying about it right now, aye?"

He was struck by a fit of the giggles when Cathair grabbed him, not really fighting it. It was easier to just let these sorts of things go, "Like I even know! Now gerrof before I stomp your toes." But he was grinning and just having fun...

And the rest of the walk went much the same way! Hurray. The end.

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