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[bonnypiperlad]

[In the park is what must be another piece of someone's home - at least, to Jamie's thinking. He's managed to stumble across what appears to be part of some strange room. A large, hexagonal console sits in the middle of a small clearing, partially hidden by some trees. There's a white wall behind it, covered in roundels, and a coat rack standing off to one side, although it appears to be rather coat free at the moment.

The console itself has a lot of wee knobs and switches and some sort of panels on it - at least, from what he can see - and a cylindrical column in the center of the thing looks almost as if it could move up and down if it wanted. He stares at it for a moment before flipping on the CAT.]

Hey, I think I found one of those bits from someone's world. Does anyone know whose it is?

[Something about that console draws him closer, however, and he winds up walking over and reaching out a curious finger to poke at one of those switches. He mutters to himself, not realizing the CAT is picking that up too.]

And why does it look so familiar?

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[painlessfighter]

You play bagpipes? Do you have them here? I want to see.

[bonnypiperlad]

They didn't survive the battle. [Strange. He thought he had been more upset over the fact that only his chanter had made it through intact - and then that had been taken from him too. But it feels for some reason like it happened years ago, even though he knows he's only been here for a few months.]

I'd gladly show them to ye otherwise.

[painlessfighter]

Battle? [Okay, now he's really interested! This game of 20 Questions doesn't seem to be ending anytime soon. Especially not after "only" 20.]

[bonnypiperlad]

Aye, against the English. It was where I was before I came here...I think.

[He's not so sure of that anymore, and some of that doubt creeps into his voice. But the battle he remembers well enough, and that uncertainty slips away as he continues.]

We'd gone to join the other clans to fight, on Culloden Moor. It was raining, a cold rain with more than a hint of sleet to it. There had been an attack that had taken place the night before, and we were sore tired from it, but the English were not about to let us rest.

[painlessfighter]

[It's like story time! He leans against the consolethingy - far away from buttons and knobs, thank goodness - and listens attentively.]

Oh. So you fought in a big battle.

[bonnypiperlad]

[He's grateful for that, even if he's still not entirely sure why he'd feel that way. There's a nod in response to Natsuo's statement.]

Aye. There were thousands of men on either side, and once the battle started, clouds of smoke from the muskets filled the air.

And when the order was given to charge, we glady ran forward, broadswords at the ready and yelling our clan war cry. Many of the other clans did the same, and it was a fearsome sight to behold.

[painlessfighter]

I see! Jamie can use a broadsword... that's cool! [You just gained major awesome points in Natsuo's books, man.]

Did you win?

[bonnypiperlad]

[Well, it was more a collective 'we', since he was piping, but since he can in fact actually use a broadsword, he's not going to bother to correct that part of things. Especially not when he thinks about how the battle went. Sadly, he shakes his head.]

We fought bravely, and took a few of the enemy down, but the tide of battle turned against our side. Only a small group of us managed to escape the battle with our lives.

When I was brought here, the Redcoats - that's what we call the English, aye? They were still hunting down those of us who had lived through the fight.