[At the appearance of the beastie with the weapon, Jamie whirls about, hand going to his waist where his dirk is kept. But one good look at the weapon and he decides it's better to try and take that out of the equation, and he starts to move towards the scout.
It's only the appearance of the rest of the scouts that stops him from going 'Creag An Tuire' and leaping into a fight. That many beasties are longer odds than he cares to face, even with Xion's help, so he stops, rather abruptly. Slowly, he raises his hands in the air, and the expression on his face is a resigned one. Here we go again.]
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It's only the appearance of the rest of the scouts that stops him from going 'Creag An Tuire' and leaping into a fight. That many beasties are longer odds than he cares to face, even with Xion's help, so he stops, rather abruptly. Slowly, he raises his hands in the air, and the expression on his face is a resigned one. Here we go again.]