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John Crichton ([info]hooman_from_erp) wrote in [info]onaboatthreads,
@ 2009-12-05 10:26:00

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WHO: John, hopefully Aeryn and Wash? and whoever is in the bar.
WHAT: John intends to get a taste of home. Shame there's no chocolate.
STATUS: Incomplete, Open



Ever since Wash had told him there was real actual beer on the planet, John had been in a state of barely-controlled excitement. He wasn't quite at the "bouncing around like a hyper puppy" stage, but it was getting there. Possibly, the fact that it was beer made by humans for humans on this planet in a place where there weren't supposed to be any humans was what was making him so cheerful. Sure, there was the whole thing where people seemed to think Earth was some burnt-out shell from five centuries ago (WHAT THE FRELL?) or maybe it wasn't?

He'd originally been really excited about the thought that he could talk about Monty Python and Blondie and The Who and Abbot and Costello and people would know what he was saying without muttering things about him going Fahrbot or being mentally deficient, which, y'know, he really wasn't. They could have told him if there was another Space Wars sequel, or if they'd made yet another series in Galaxy Trek, if they didn't all turn out to be Jocks in Space. He could even have asked about Football and Baseball and Hockey and frell, even Soccer! But if they were from some weird Earth (what had Wash called it? Earth that was?) then maybe they wouldn't have a clue.

Frell it, he was still in a pretty good mood, despite the weirdness and the questions he wanted to ask. There was beer in his immediate future AND human company.

Other humans.

Whoa.

Clearly, he needed to get to the bar (BARS. PLURAL. This was going to be like some insane version of Spring Break, wasn't it? Only without DK. Huh.) and show Aeryn that no, he wasn't insane and yes, humans were just Like That. Wash had said the bar nearest the docks even had pool, so that was where he decided to head to first.



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[info]aerynsun
2009-12-08 07:11 pm UTC (link)
Aeryn wasn't anywhere near as excited as John seeing as how she thought the whole idea of 'Earth' was rather uncivilized and idiotic. She was still slightly convinced that John was off his rocker, but was equally curious. It was that curiosity that got Aeryn away from Moya and down on the planet. She wasn't far behind John and saw him as she exited the ship.

"John," she called as she ran to catch up with him. "I hope you know what you're doing," she warned.

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[info]hooman_from_erp
2009-12-09 12:25 am UTC (link)
He turned round when he heard Aeryn shouting for him, grinning at her as she got close. "Sure I know. I'm going drinking. I might play a few games of pool and then discuss philosophy or politics with some guys and then work out a few unsolvable puzzles, all while I'm drinking."

He glanced over her shoulder in the direction she'd come from, and frowned slightly. "Nobody else wanted to tag along? It's probably for the best, Spanky'd only get all Dominarish and we'd have to stick him in another sack."

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[info]aerynsun
2009-12-09 01:05 am UTC (link)
"All while you're drinking," Aeryn repeated with a small nod of her head, a thin lipped smile on her lips. She wasn't exactly sure how else to respond to it. John could be asking for a star chart that would send him home to earth, and quite possibly to a place where she could live too and he was talking about working on unsolvable puzzles.

"No," Aeryn shook her head, watching John's expression as he frowned. It was so fascinating the way human emotions seemed to work and she felt a small pang of guilt herself for not wanting to come in the first place. It was an unfamiliar feeling and she quickly decided to ignore it. "You'll have to do with me."

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[info]hooman_from_erp
2009-12-10 10:31 pm UTC (link)
"I can cope with it being just you, sure. Question is, are you going to cope with drunk humans?" He paused after that and looked her up and down, then nodded to himself. "Stupid question, John, of course she is."

He started walking towards where he thought the pool-playing bar was, gesturing for Aeryn to follow. "You think it'll have a Juke Box? That would be kinda cool, you could get to hear some good old Earth music."

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