Life's a Beach

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When: Party Like it's 1957
Who: Jack Harkness cjharknesstw/OTA
Where: Wildwood, New Jersey 1957


What:

He made a promise to have a fun day, one fun day that was a bit more civilized for the 4th of July weekend. It was to be in the style of the life of a Time Traveler so it was to be in any part in the past or future. The past is always fun to revisit so 1957 was the era of choice and Alisa picked the location. It would be unknown except for maybe people in the metropolitan eras of New York City and Philadelphia, Wildwood, New Jersey.

Jack's TARDIS arrived on the beach disguised as a beach cabana and he stepped out in a pair of board shorts, with a beach umbrella, sun glasses and a chair. There's going to be more needed to take the wee ones out for the day.

This trip also included picking up Ianto and Toshiko to join the team on this outing. This also included anyone else who would of been interested in joining him on this trip.


((OOC: People can either tack on to this thread or spread out. The TARDIS is godmod worthy to go back between 21st century New York, Cardiff, 1790 Camping and of course back to 57 for beach times fun. If people do the group thread remember to be polite and take turns. Enjoy the 4th!))

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Guess who gave Andrew the slip - and who decided to strip naked rather than wait for someone to dig out a bathing suit for him. Märet's bound and determined to get his skinny dipping in this time before anyone can stop him. He darts out of the TARDIS, but comes to a clumsy stop near Jack as he hits the sand, blinded by the bright light of the sun overhead and reflecting off the water. He brings a hand up to shade his eyes, squinting around at the scene before him. Is that Jack? Yes! He laughs heartily, and then he's off again, tearing down the beach and kicking up sand.

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The kids were taken back into the TARDIS for a nap, we're not going to traumatize them with the sight of naked Maret. Then there's gasps of the few people on the beach. The sight must be pretty horrific and no it's not a Weevil either.

Jack cringes at the sight and he grabs hold of a towel. Andrew is so going to be unhappy about Master slipping loose. He rushes up from the chair and he darts after the Meta-Meta. "Hey! You do know that I'm the only one allowed to do this right?"

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Really, he's just a naked human...ish. Märet is blissfully unaware of the effect he seems to be having on people - though he does notice Jack chasing him. He turns to look back, then puts on a burst of speed. Why does no one want to let him go swimming?

He bolts for the surf, thinking Jack might not follow him into the water.

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It wouldn't be bad if Maret wanted to wear swim trunks. "You do know we have shorts you can..." Jack groans and he chases the blond into the surf. Yes, Jack's going to follow him into the water.

The towel has seen better days. "We've got children in that TARDIS and Andrew's going to kill me." He really wonders what's up with the meta-meta and why he is insisting on running around naked. "You're going to get sunburn where you don't want sun burn."

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Märet ducks gleefully down into the oncoming waves, dunking his head in the salt water. It's quite cold, and he emerges a moment later, howling and sputtering, but still gleeful. He turns to see Jack coming up behind him with the towel, and shakes his head sharply.

"Nuh-uh! Stay there!" Not that he's ever had much luck at bossing anyone around.

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He looks over his shoulder to make sure nobody is looking that's not on the beach. "Do you want to do that this badly?" Jack turns his head around and he looks back over at Maret.

Okay, maybe there's no harm in letting Maret enjoy himself. Jack's not going to be one to be bossed around. "You've got fifteen minutes to enjoy yourself. Just make sure you've got yourself covered.." Jack isn't exactly amused with the entire thing either and he looks over his shoulders to see if Andrew is going to storm right out of the TARDIS to subdue the meta-meta.

derp derp, forever later

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[Unfortunately for Jack, Andrew's still looking for Märet in the wardrobe, and has gotten thoroughly turned around. The meta-meta grins, splashes Jack, and jumps into the surf with a whoop and a complete disregard for keeping his naughty bits out of sight. Other beachgoers are less than pleased, and various parents can be seen herding their children in other directions.]