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fractured_agent) wrote2010-04-07 10:37 pm
fractured_agent) wrote2010-04-07 10:37 pm
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Jaxom doesn't have a clue where he is. All he's been able to get out of the locals is that he's in The Present Place, which is inhabited by The People. He doesn't have a way off planet, there are absolutely no bars, and the indigenous species reproduces by mitosis and appear to be immune to his charms and pheromones. It's so ridiculously unfair.
At least it's a nudist planet. And The People aren't half bad to look at.
So here he is, camped out halfway down a long pier, pondering the theft of the closest (non-alcoholic) beverage he can get his hands on while he waits for Mavek to hit it lucky on Planetary Roulette.
Jaxom doesn't have a clue where he is. All he's been able to get out of the locals is that he's in The Present Place, which is inhabited by The People. He doesn't have a way off planet, there are absolutely no bars, and the indigenous species reproduces by mitosis and appear to be immune to his charms and pheromones. It's so ridiculously unfair.
At least it's a nudist planet. And The People aren't half bad to look at.
So here he is, camped out halfway down a long pier, pondering the theft of the closest (non-alcoholic) beverage he can get his hands on while he waits for Mavek to hit it lucky on Planetary Roulette.
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It doesn't matter now, he's got the mental image and it's not going away. Jaxom doesn't want to ever grow old. Live fast, die young, leave a good-looking corpse.
He arches an eyebrow. "Oh, really? I seem to remember things differently, wife."
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John giggles and throws an arm around Jax's shoulder. "Well, you finally agreed I was the manlier one." He winks. "You look simply scrumptious in an apron."
Presently Puff returns to sniff Jax's feet...the lack of shoes in this place is most unfortunate.
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And he is going to pretend he did not hear a word about any apron, either.
Jaxom tilts his head at the... thing... that is investigating his feet. "Uh, looks like you picked up a rather... fluffy tagalong. Do I even want to know?"
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"I have! That's Puff...21st century poodle. You wouldn't believe the dog range that century has...I saw one the other day that looked more like a sausage then anything else."
John smirks. "And oi, I'm not that depraved..." Somehow he manages to keep a straight face as he says this. "Although if I was stuck in this place I might get to be." He looks around. "So they wouldn't even bat an eye if I gave 'em a strip show?"
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At voila! Have a naked Captain John.
He strikes a pose. "I don't look that old now do I?"
Don't be too nasty now, Jax.
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Hey, standards tend to slip when you're not employed by the Time Agency anymore. At least, Jaxom assumes he's not, given some of the things Mavek has let slip.
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Of course, John would be ticklish, so once he gets over the giggles he endeavours to look serious. "You should be grateful to me! I can get you out of the place," he gives his wrist strap a fond stroke. "But if you'd rather stay here..."
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He raises his eyebrows conspiratorially. "Besides, I promised to take you surfing."
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"Still! You could be nice, won't kill you, you know."
His eyes brighten. "You did indeed! Well c'mon then! Show us your stuff."
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Not that he doesn't want to see Mavek faceplant into the waves or anything, mind you.
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But more drinking to be had! Face planting is sure to occur either way if they keep this up!
"So! What else have you been getting up to since you ditched me." He pouts.
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Anyway. "I haven't been up to anything particularly exciting. Jumping planets every few weeks, jumping timelines, trying to make sure the Agency doesn't notice me, all that fun stuff. I did spend a few days on Caesar's Planet in the Vegas Galaxy, but unfortunately I overshot and ended up there in fifty-six apple two thousand, after gambling was outlawed and the whole planet was repaved into a garden. Nice fruit trees, though. Got a few of their quantum comm numbers."
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"Well...I didn't know they'd wiped two years! S'not like they advertise that sort of thing. Besides, I was stuck on some rock...something about insubordination, typical Agency crap." Goddesses that planetoid was the boringest place in the world...much worse than this planet - it wasn't even nice to look at!
He's vaguely sympathetic about the Vegas Galaxy. "That's right..worst election result ever."