POST OF DOOM

[smithnjones]

((OOC: In honor of Valentine's Day and my insanity, I decided to make a post featuring all of my characters. Feel free to reply with more than one character or to more than one of my characters. This is the post of doom. A V-Day gift to Nina who felt it would be made of win XD And I apologize, in advance, for how many characters I have. HAPPY

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[impossible_thng]

Jack doesn't really want to leave the Inn yet. Not with Martha and Rose here, not when he needs to stay a little longer to be sure when he goes back out, his team - and most importantly, the new girl - won't see just how shaken he is about everything that's happened these past few days.

He takes notice of a man with the tea, humming, and smiles slightly, sauntering over to stand near him, one hand on the back of a chair at the table. "Beethoven. Always liked him. Had a friend who met him once... Mind if I sit down?"

[cptshakes]

The Captain looks up, gaze taking in the man before him. He very definitely likes what he sees and smiles, a little, in appreciation.

"You can sit down by me any time you would like." He gestures for the other to take the chair. "Please."

And he pours another cup of freshly brewed tea.

[impossible_thng]

Jack grins and pulls out the chair, taking a seat, and his smile only grows as the man pours another cup of tea.

"Thanks. Captain Jack Harkness," he says, offering his hand to shake.

[cptshakes]

The Captain takes his hand, much more gently than he would if he were outside of the Inn, and shakes it.

"Ah, Captain." He nods, chin tightening a little. It's a instinctive manly, captain... thing. "I'm Captain Shakespeare. What vessel are you Captain of. If I might ask."

[1millionangels]

Harriet doesn't get a lot of free time. And given all the insanity that's been going on lately with Matt and Danny and the show and everything, she's decided to take an impromptu vacation in the Inn. No time passes outside, after all, so what can it hurt?

Just about now, she's decided she could use a swim, so she's headed down to the pool area in a bathing suit, with a towel over one arm - not that the Inn won't provide them if she thinks of them, but it just seems natural to bring a towel. It should be noted that she looks absolutely fantastic in that bathing suit.

She gives a momentary glance to Jayne, one eyebrow raised - mostly at the cuddling of the gun - and then drops her towel on one of the chairs some distance from him, giving Juliet a quick smile. "Hi there."

[star_crossed1]

Juliet smiles, but she's... kind of staring. She has never seen a bathing suit before. Certainly, not like this...

She wonders how many worlds such an outfit is normal in.

It takes her a moment to process the greeting. "Hi!"

It sounds a bit too enthusiastic, mostly nervous.

[1millionangels]

Harriet gets stared at a lot, so it's fairly easy for her to let it pass without comment. She sits down at the edge of the pool, dipping her feet in. It's warmer than the outside air, which is a nice surprise, considering it seems to be around February here and it's freezing outside.

Quite a change from LA in the fall, for sure.

"My name's Harriet," she says, doing her best to sound friendly and unthreatening, since the girl sounds nervous.

[star_crossed1]

"I'm Juliet."

She smiles, biting her lip a little as the question sits in her head.

"That looks... very pretty. What you're wearing." And frighteningly revealing. Just the thought of wearing something like that makes her shiver, goosebumps on her arms. "Is that what people where you're from... swim... in?"

[smallstonesteps]

Reki notices the distantly worried expression on J.D.'s face. She sits down across from him.

"Something wrong?" Yes, she is just this nosily helpful.

[sensi_doctor]

"...could always smother him with pancakes..."

JD blinks when he realizes someone's sitting across from him.

"What? Huh?" The question processes through his head a second later and he smiles. "Sorry, nope! Nothing's wrong. Just... thinking is all."

[smallstonesteps]

...What about pancakes?

"Seems you were thinking about something worrying."

[sensi_doctor]

JD blinks, wondering when he became this easy to read again. Oh, yes, shortly after marriage.

"It's nothing really. Just my brother coming to stay. I'm trying to think of ways to avoid getting in another big family fight."

[notquitemillie]

George didn't do pools, not at least, for the passed few years. She didn't mind it when she was younger, at least when she could have done it on her own, but how often do you get a pool all to yourself?

She wouldn't be here if it wasn't for Juliet, she's probably be in the Lobby, curled up on a couch or maybe packing her things for a while and going back to her own time, but instead she's walking the edge and eventually coming to sit cross-legged next to the younger girl.

"You look like you wanna jump in," she points out, smiling just a little.

[star_crossed1]

Juliet looks up, startled, as she smiles, a faint blush spreading across her cheeks.

"I... yes. I think I would. It looks so very peaceful and quiet in there. And it is very warm. Much warmer than out here."

[notquitemillie]

"So what's stopping you," she asks, cocking her head a little.

The blush doesn't escape her notice and she might smile a little more, looking down to the water as one hand reaches out to it, fingers breaking the surface.

"It is warm..."

[star_crossed1]

"I..."

The blush increases as she kicks her feet in the water.

"I don't know how to swim."

It might be such a soft mumble that it's difficult to hear.

[allthroughtime]

Eight is dancing outside.

He's dancing because he can, because he still has the freedom to do such a silly, frivolous thing here or anywhere else he pleases. Sometimes he forgets that, sometimes he takes for granted his ability to go anywhere, do anything he'd like but not tonight.

And soon enough his steps will take him towards one Martha Jones. "Hello there," he'll call out to her, giving a wave as he dances around her sleeping bag. "Lovely evening, isn't it? Just beautiful..."

[smithnjones]

Martha looks up at him and smiles, brightly. She can't help it. He's dancing out here.

"Yes. Very lovely. The stars are..." She trails off as she stares up at them. "Well, they never lose their beauty. Even from far away.

[allthroughtime]

The smile is quickly returned because it's nearly impossible for him not to do such a thing.

"So very true," he replies, his steps slowing and eventually stopping all together as he tilts is head towards the sky.

Taking a breath, he will tear his eyes away from the stars and look down. "Would you object terribly if I perhaps sat down? Dancing is wonderful but it seems I might have stumbled upon something I'd rather do instead."

[smithnjones]

"Oh, of course not!" Martha smiles, patting the grass right next to her with her thin hand.

"Think up a sleeping bag for yourself and sit down right here."