[Locked to hart_on_sleeve, continued from dear_mun]

[fractured_agent]

[Post continued from this threadJaxom 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

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[hart_on_sleeve]

It's definitely Planetary Roulette, what with the lack of a name and the fact that Wrist Straps can go wide of the mark.

He ended up on that weird bouncy planet with the blobs, one that's under military rule which required fast talking and a planetoid he dallied on a bit because there was a very sexy Syryn there to greet him!

But finally he arrives at the Present Place, a number of bottles of hypervodka under one arm and his poodle Puff under the other.

What will the People make of that one wonders!

[fractured_agent]

Jaxom is rather obvious amongst the green-scaled People, not being green himself. Fortunately, the same can be said of his ex-partner, who is (for some reason) wearing an incredibly... red... uniform. And has a fluffy something in addition to the booze.

He lifts his wristcomp and starts pressing buttons, activating the short-range radio. "Only you would wear clothes to a nudist planet."

[hart_on_sleeve]

"Well, I wasn't going to bother, but there's a few planets around here were the penalty for nudity is death and I didn't want to disappoint you." John grins. "Plus, now I can strip off!" He makes a seductive little move.

Puff meanwhile has escaped and is now sniffing everything in sight, but fortunately not biting.

"You're looking niiiiice!" Is his greeting and to Hell with mitosis, have a snog, Jax!

[fractured_agent]

Jaxom, of course, is more delighted by the booze than he is his ex, but he wasn't raised by wolves so he returns the kiss, albeit slightly less enthusiastically.

"Welcome to hell!" It's better than The Present Place. But at least the surfing is decent. (Mind your ankles; the sharksquids like the taste of human.)

Obligatory greeting done, Jaxom snags one of the bottles and clasps it to his bare chest. "Oh yeah, baby. I've missed you so."