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[papa_winchester]

John was working steadily at a garage, this normal life thing was a bit strange. Then again being on an island like this that you couldn't leave was strange to begin with. He was just making the best of it, working to survive, while researching everything on the side. He knew well enough to not get too comfortable, to be ready for anything that

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[theboyscout]

Clark spends as much time on the beach as he can, figuring that once he does return to his own time and place, there'll be so much to do he won't really have time to breathe, let alone relax for more than five minutes. He's nearing the end of the day's shift, which means another lifeguard will take over for him, and it doesn't take much effort to keep an eye on the beach crowd.

So he's paying attention when the older man nears his little chair tower, debates speaking up for a half a heart beat, and goes with the urge. "Nice day for a walk, sir."

[papa_winchester]

John glanced up and smiled gently at the young man. "Yes it is. Never got to see the beach much before now."

[theboyscout]

"Know the feeling." He glances around automatically, making sure none of his charges are in imminent danger of drowning or death-by-shark, then back to the older gentleman.

"It's pretty serene." If one can ignore the noisy volleyball game at the other end of the beach.

ooc: I am so sorry. My notifs don't always... notify.

[papa_winchester]

"It is, no beaches where I am from." He chuckled. "And traveling for business never got to go to one."