Alien beach party!

[fractured_agent]

Jack enjoys his time on the TARDIS, he really does. And it's great fun to see just where she's going to take them next. But every now and then, it's nice to just be able to relax without worrying about Rose being drowned by shark people, and he knows a certain someone who could do with getting out and about more often.

He's got everything all set up on a massive stretch of beach that seems to go on for miles and miles, with no one else really around. He's wearing swimming trunks (since the Doctor has successfully instilled in him the habit of not going naked just because he can), and has a pair of beach towels laid out, with a big brightly colored beach umbrella staked in the sand between them.

Comments

[fractured_agent]

"It'd be pretty boring to serve on a ship if I didn't. Everyone's got to have a chance to decompress."

[victormakesart]

"Oh, literal shore leave. I thought it was maybe some sort of future slang. Sorry. I'm dumb."

[fractured_agent]

Jack laughs at that, because it hadn't even occurred to him that it would be taken any other way. "No, it's all right. My questions are probably pretty simple to you too."

[victormakesart]

He gives his arm a little squeeze, laughs sheepishly at his own mistake, face coloring pink (though not from the sun). "I don't mind it. I've got three kids... questions are gonna be my next forever."

[fractured_agent]

"Ah, not to worry. Most of them are just going to be 'why?'"

[victormakesart]

"Spoken like someone with experience."

[fractured_agent]

Jack smiles, opens his mouth, then frowns. "It is?" It's the same look he had on his face the last time he hit a memory block with her.

[victormakesart]

"A little bit." He nudges his shoulder with the top of his head, trying to thunk the frowny look away.

[fractured_agent]

Jack seems to startle a bit. "What?"

[victormakesart]

"You were just lookin' sad, so I wanted to make you look... unsad."

[fractured_agent]

"I get that way sometimes." Jack gives him a brilliant smile, turning the charm back on.

[victormakesart]

"You don't hafta do that, it's okay."

[fractured_agent]

He shrugs. "It's all right. It's not like I know what I'm missing, right?"

[victormakesart]

"Yeah, I get that. And you have a whole life ahead of you, to fill with beautiful new memories."

[fractured_agent]

"Well, I wouldn't necessarily call them beautiful, but there's a lot of beauty to be had," Jack chuckles.

[victormakesart]

"There really is. And you should take full advantage of it."

[fractured_agent]

"What's that old Earth saying? Seize the day?"

[victormakesart]

"Exactly! Carpe diem."

[fractured_agent]

"Carp? What do fish have to do with it?"

[victormakesart]

"Oh, no, 'carpe.' Basically I was just saying in Latin what you just said. 'Seize the day.' It's interchangeable in my time."

[fractured_agent]

"I thought folks in your century didn't use Latin anymore."

[victormakesart]

"We don't, but there are a few key phrases that we toss into English every once and a while. The evolution of the English language was a violent thing. It tends to just... swallow up other languages and regurgitate them at random."

[fractured_agent]

"Yeah, that happens. There's a reason I had to learn your form of English in training. It's changed a lot by my century."

[victormakesart]

"I bet! Can you speak a little bit of your English for me?"

[fractured_agent]

Jack takes Victor's hand, and puts on his most charming grin. The words that come out of his mouth are as strange as hearing Old English would be, except that there's clearly an alien influence there, with consonants that twenty-first century English doesn't use. And all of it spoken in his supposedly American accent, with just a hint of sultriness.