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[oftheridge-a]

“dinna be nervous.” he takes her hand; he can feel her fingers trembling. 

“i’ve... i’ve never...” she can see the mast of the ship next to them bobbing as it moves with the tide. sailors have loaded their things onto the ship, taking them to their quarters, and the crew has boarded. all that is missing is jamie and neeltje. “this will be the first time i’ll have left my own country.”

“well... i suppose there must be a first time for everything, aye?” jamie ducks his head, pressing his lips to her knuckles. “scotland awaits us, my queen.”

for @vlamkoningin / set in royal verse!

[laidirnighean]

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she’s tired. exhausted even, but brianna continues on her journey. castle leoch is the next kin of residency she needs to get to. of course, her initial plan had been lallybroch, but after a series of events, she’s been forced to travel somewhere different. and leoch had family? she was sure of it. but she’s tired now, the walking of the moors has worn her out and she can’t help but feel the old chill of the scottish air begin to crawl over her. this wasn’t how she’d planned for this to go. she hadn’t planned for this at all, but she needed to find them. and if that meant initial pit stops across her scottish family’s land, then so be it. 

“excuse me,” she notes to a woman on the street, crumpled up map in her hand now dampening with evening dew, “castle leoch... do you happen to know where that is?”

[oddyssea-a]

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BLOOD stains the back of his hand as he draws in a deep BREATH, eyes sore from the burning of being DECKED moments earlier, a soft sigh escaping him, coming through as a PUFF of smoke from the drag of his cigarette. Fingers hold close, bloody and bruised as he holds it between his fingers.

“Christ.”

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“I am alright.Thank you for your concern.”

The towel is gladly accepted, as she begins carefully drying her hair. Truth be told, she was soaked as well. Her golden locks were heavy upon her head. But one had to be gentle when drying one’s hair. Otherwise it could be damaged, and that was the last thing she wanted to happen. She didn’t face the same struggle, as her hair was mostly straight, with soft, loose curls in the front.

“I must say, I was not expecting a storm. But I suppose the rain is always something to be thankful for. The world needs it to thrive.” Her hair was no longer dripping, so that was good. So she gently pressed a small portion of the towel against her cheek. Then the other side, as to try drying her face off.

“I do hope this is not too much of an inconvenience for you.” In spite of the bad weather, a graceful smile is rested upon her features. “It is perfect weather for a warm blanket, and a wonderful book. Perhaps a nice cup of tea. Once you dry off, anyway.” Might as well mention the positives, rather than dwell on the negatives.

“A stroll was my idea. So I will replace your lovely heels.”

[stormnamed-a-blog]

   ❛ ...WELL, this isn’t awkward at all.. ❜

@vlamkoningin​ !  ( sc )

[oftheridge-a]

you are my C O U R A G E,  as i am your conscience.     you are my H E A R T,    and i your compassion.  we are NEITHER of us whole,  alone.   //   ind. original character & jamie fraser.

[oftheridge-a]

“aye, i know i promised we’d go out sightseeing today, but something’s come up at work. jared says it’s an emergency--”

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[oftheridge-a]

“...i ken i shouldna have it, but i... well...” jamie looks down at the worn scrap of fraser tartan between his fingers. his plaids and kilts are folded, tucked away not to be worn again, but this... this scrap, he carries around with him always, tucked away in his pocket. “it reminds me of home.”

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