"Huh?" For a long moment he had no idea what Jack was talking about. Then, Jack showed off his own tattoo. JW barked out a laugh. "Oh! Oh, haha, I always forget that's there. Remember how I said no acid? That's why."
He didn't seem too rueful about it though. JW reached out a long arm to take the joint from Jack.
"Huh. Jay-Dub. Haha, I like that. Shit." Once pacified with smoke, JW eased himself back into the water. He still hissed through his teeth but it was best to do it sooner than later--if he dried off he'd get cold and then it would be worse! The view distracted him.
He wondered what it would be like to time-travel the way Jack had. He hummed a little at Future-Jack's accomplishments. JW never would have dreamed that he'd be soaking in a hottub with the guy he ran feverishly around a festival with trying to fight their fate.
"I've only time-traveled forwards." After a beat he let out a snort. "I mean, faster than we all do naturally."
"Hey, if the dumbest thing ya did while on a bad trip was get a tattoo, consider yourself lucky! I known guys who really messed themselves up." Of course living on a highly advanced space station with a zillion ways to die also adds to that.
Don't drop acid in space, is the lesson.
"Time travel gives me a headache, but I always figured if you could go through time, it'd be forwards. I mean....that's how time works. How'd you do it?"
JW let out a hollow little laugh. Oh, that was one party he wished he could forget. He decided not to comment further on his youthful drug adventures and instead turn his attention to the topic of time-travel.
"I wish I knew, man. One minute I'm riding my horse across a bridge, the next I wake up in a ditch thirty years in the future."
He leaned his head back, finally adjusting to the hot tub's temperature. His achy muscles and saddle-sore back slowly grew numb. He never wanted to get back out.
"Maybe it had something to do with the thunder storm..." JW twisted his head from one side to the other to work out a crick and paused when he caught sight of the Stunky napping on the chair. He let out a half-laugh half-scream.
Jack jerked in surprise and concern, water sloshing, not sure what the hell JW had seen....until he followed the other man's line of sight.
"Oh, that's Assface McStinkybutt. She's a skunky or something like that? I dunno, she was future-me's. So now she's mine. And yes, she does unleash her own personal biological weapon when she's pissed off, and she goes right for the face. Do not piss her off."
The Stunky, knowing she's being discussed, just raises her head to look at the two men and blinks slowly.
"Assface McStinkybutt!" JW shrieked, his voice raising about four octaves. He couldn't handle it. He could not. The thing's face...did, in fact, look like an ass. Why did a Pokemon like this exist? The man broke out into braying laughter, pounding a fist against the water's surface. "What the hell!"
He started coughing.
"Oh my Gooood." He leaned back a little, his bony shoulders halfway up out of the hot tub, and extended an arm. "C'mere! C'mere, pss pss pss pss. Come here let me look at you!"
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He didn't seem too rueful about it though. JW reached out a long arm to take the joint from Jack.
"Huh. Jay-Dub. Haha, I like that. Shit." Once pacified with smoke, JW eased himself back into the water. He still hissed through his teeth but it was best to do it sooner than later--if he dried off he'd get cold and then it would be worse! The view distracted him.
He wondered what it would be like to time-travel the way Jack had. He hummed a little at Future-Jack's accomplishments. JW never would have dreamed that he'd be soaking in a hottub with the guy he ran feverishly around a festival with trying to fight their fate.
"I've only time-traveled forwards." After a beat he let out a snort. "I mean, faster than we all do naturally."
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Don't drop acid in space, is the lesson.
"Time travel gives me a headache, but I always figured if you could go through time, it'd be forwards. I mean....that's how time works. How'd you do it?"
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"I wish I knew, man. One minute I'm riding my horse across a bridge, the next I wake up in a ditch thirty years in the future."
He leaned his head back, finally adjusting to the hot tub's temperature. His achy muscles and saddle-sore back slowly grew numb. He never wanted to get back out.
"Maybe it had something to do with the thunder storm..." JW twisted his head from one side to the other to work out a crick and paused when he caught sight of the Stunky napping on the chair. He let out a half-laugh half-scream.
"WHAT IS THAT!"
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Jack jerked in surprise and concern, water sloshing, not sure what the hell JW had seen....until he followed the other man's line of sight.
"Oh, that's Assface McStinkybutt. She's a skunky or something like that? I dunno, she was future-me's. So now she's mine. And yes, she does unleash her own personal biological weapon when she's pissed off, and she goes right for the face. Do not piss her off."
The Stunky, knowing she's being discussed, just raises her head to look at the two men and blinks slowly.
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He started coughing.
"Oh my Gooood." He leaned back a little, his bony shoulders halfway up out of the hot tub, and extended an arm. "C'mere! C'mere, pss pss pss pss. Come here let me look at you!"