[ He's not against festivals. In fact Jamie quite likes a good time. He likes the flow of drink and the sound of laughter roaring through the rooms. He's Scottish. If the room isn't completely packed, smelling of liquor and impossible to hear yourself think it's not a good gathering. These festivals though are quite different than the gatherings he's used to back home. But then again Jamie Fraser is a husband without a wife. Something he can endure though. He wasn't always married. He can only stay cooped up for so long.
It doesn't take a genius to put together that this festival is charged with something a little more. An energy that Jamie hasn't seen since his first journey here when he met Loras for that drink. He felt it in the air then and he immediately returned home once his mind clouded. But tonight he's not going to allow himself to flee behind a closed door. He's a grown man. He can enjoy himself. That's exactly what he continuous to tell himself throughout his walk to the tavern.
He has mates in Wyver and while he doesn't always come to see them that changes tonight. He hasn't quite met up with anyone, but that's fine. He's fine on his own. But those words are quickly shelved when he hears his name. His head whips around and there she is. It's reassuring to see her standing there. She's a friend, but she reminds him of home. The red hair and the way she carries herself. It's a great comfort to a man out of time.
Jamie's quick to approach with a warm smile. His gaze shifts about through the group of people before looking back at Ros. ]
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Date: 2018-03-12 05:26 am (UTC)It doesn't take a genius to put together that this festival is charged with something a little more. An energy that Jamie hasn't seen since his first journey here when he met Loras for that drink. He felt it in the air then and he immediately returned home once his mind clouded. But tonight he's not going to allow himself to flee behind a closed door. He's a grown man. He can enjoy himself. That's exactly what he continuous to tell himself throughout his walk to the tavern.
He has mates in Wyver and while he doesn't always come to see them that changes tonight. He hasn't quite met up with anyone, but that's fine. He's fine on his own. But those words are quickly shelved when he hears his name. His head whips around and there she is. It's reassuring to see her standing there. She's a friend, but she reminds him of home. The red hair and the way she carries herself. It's a great comfort to a man out of time.
Jamie's quick to approach with a warm smile. His gaze shifts about through the group of people before looking back at Ros. ]
I dinnae ken ye'd come all the way out here.