http://enigmassweet.livejournal.com/ ([identity profile] enigmassweet.livejournal.com) wrote in [community profile] fracturedrp2011-05-06 12:12 am

I don't want to stop working....

When: Moving Day Plot
Who: Alisa [livejournal.com profile] enigmassweet/OTA
Where: The Torchwood Compound

What:

She's got three months left now and it's time to consider what to do with herself, Alisa's seated outside of the brand new compound at the pool over looking the ocean. She's busy with a very hungry pair of twins. "To think, I'm going to give you guys lots of time now." She's given more thought than just three months without running around with a gun in her hand to do the full time mom thing. "I think you guys need me here to be a mom and let dad do all the running right?"

There's papers about the neighborhood and things look better than expected. There were gifts from the neighbors for the boys and an expecting mother. It's interesting to see what the locals, or in some cases the very familiar faces brought them. "I'm going to give you two a warning, you're not going to knock up Angelina Jolie or any other celebrity kid. I know you've got dad's charming smile and lord knows what else, I don't need any threatening knocks on the door. I think she'll be able to kick my butt as an old woman."

Still there's the matter of the medical leave papers blowing in the wind under her laptop. "I need to send those to Uncle Ianto and Owen today. No more running after the big scary aliens until your brothers or sisters are born." There's also another envelope on the table with the return address of a hospital in New York City. "We could find out today if we want."

[identity profile] open-flame.livejournal.com 2011-05-06 11:36 pm (UTC)(link)
Liz just wanted a shower and to get into some clothes that aren't torn to bits and soaked in zombie blood and body bits. Of course the sound of sweet motherly talk coming from the pool area hits her, in more ways than one.

What the hell did I just do? Liz thinks as she looks down at her stomach, the realization that just because Owen was there doesn't guarantee she wouldn't get really, really hurt, or hurt their baby suddenly the first thing on her mind. She twitches at the thought of the worst happening, suddenly not wanting to be alone, even if the only other option is being next to the pool.

She grabs a towel from the pile and sits down next to Alisa. "Don't ask." She says with a smile as she looks at the papers under Alisa's laptop. "How's...everything?" Liz asks, knowing Alisa can take a hint.

[identity profile] open-flame.livejournal.com 2011-05-07 12:13 am (UTC)(link)
"Least there weren't any fireman." Liz sigh as she sits at the edge of the pool, toweling of the gunk from her hair and skin. She considers just jumping into the pool to be done with the clean up, but that would leave a hell of a mess for the pool guy, if they even have a pool guy. Her luck and Ianto would get stuck cleaning zombie bits from the pool filter.

"Yeah?" Liz nods when Alisa mentioned she's off field work. "Is that, early for you or..." She turns her head to look at Alisa's stomach. "Right on time?" Liz asks softly. She knows down to the hour when she's 'allowed' to work until but somehow it's not as scary as it was a few weeks ago, the idea of being taken away from the blood, danger, violence and casualties. In fact, the idea's almost a comfort.

Liz notices the envelope and nods to it. "More paperwork?"
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[personal profile] iwasforgiven 2011-05-07 12:39 am (UTC)(link)
Jack's been able to better manage his own personal time a lot better now and he heads over to join the girls at the pool on the Torchwood compound. He's got his coat on for some god forsaken reason and it's just about 80 outside today. He's got his sunglasses on and he goes to sneak up on Alisa and Liz.

The clean-up work in the strip club was left to Ianto and Toshiko, the closed-caption video and of course the bodies. Jack hears the sounds of his own sons chattering away in their own language and he melts inside. He slides his coat off and he drapes it right over Alisa.

This gets the boys to laugh and smile at their father's antics. They're developing a sense of humor at this point in their life. "Okay, what's this about princess dresses and baseball players? We're not planning another one of those parties are we?" The envelope does catch Jack's attention and he's going to open it up to read it. "You're right it will be princess dresses and baseball players. Congrats Alisa, we're going to have a pair of twin girls."
Edited 2011-05-07 00:40 (UTC)

[identity profile] nonmoritur.livejournal.com 2011-05-07 12:45 am (UTC)(link)
Jack had been enjoying the weather and had all but abandoned wearing his coat outside anymore. While he loved any excuse to take a shower in the middle of the day, there were limits to his own patience on that sort of thing. He had been out with Gwen and Anwen, his paternal instincts in overdrive and he had to take a walk.

He was wearing his trousers and a white t-shirt with his braces making his way to the pool. He heard the children babbling and it was a little disconcerting and strange for them to have his face; they had to be NY's twins and that was something. It wasn't helping his paternal instincts in any way. He geared himself toward the group without having much control over his actions at the moment.

He stepped up and opened his mouth to say something but instead heard that they were having twins again. "You don't do anything halfway, do you boss?"

[identity profile] open-flame.livejournal.com 2011-05-07 01:00 am (UTC)(link)
Liz was this close, so very very close to spilling her guts to Alisa about the fact she's so afraid something awful might have happened today, but Alisa's excitement about the sex of the babies derails that. "You should wait for Jack..." Liz says quietly, "He'd wanna...I mean...he's gonna want to know before I know, right?"

Liz sighs, summoning up all her courage to tell Alisa that she might not be alone in the whole maternity leave thing very soon, but then of course, speak of the devil. Liz can't say anything now. Not after she practically begged Jack to let her work, after she pleaded with Jack and Owen to let her have this one thing to let her be her. Trouble is, the Liz that was and the Liz that...is aren't the same person anymore. She's got no damn clue who Liz Sherman is anymore.

"Girls. Not you have to buy all new stuff." Liz looks away a moment, feeling so awkward and out of place suddenly. "I should...I should go, let you two...um...plan stuff, or whatever." Liz stands quickly, planning to make a hasty departer and get the reminders of the fact she was a reckless fucking idiot today off of her when the newest Jack shows up.

Great, that's kind of rude to just up and flee when the new guy shows up, isn't it? Yup, it is.
iwasforgiven: (happy; jolly jack; smile)

[personal profile] iwasforgiven 2011-05-07 01:20 am (UTC)(link)
The fact there's more than one Jack means something besides weight is needed to tell them apart, so Jack will stick to wearing his coat out doors. He glances over to see the newest of the Jack's come to join them. "Nah, this is something to celebrate, and hey I don't mind buying new stuff."

Jack leans over to give Alisa a kiss before he takes a seat in one of the empty chairs. "We're forgetting, I have more than one of me and it's not that bad." He rolls up the sleeves of his dark blue shirt and he pushes them up past his elbows.

He laughs a bit at the dodgy plumbing and he offers a warm smile to both David and Jon. Jon reaches his hands out for one of the Jack's to pick him up, two that look a like. They're babies and well there's no confusion. Jon's hair is starting to curl up, his skin color is darkening up to a nice bronze. Jack's up and out of that chair to take his tank-top and hat loving son from his seat to hold. "Hey, there soldier! You got another Uncle Jack!"

Edited 2011-05-07 01:22 (UTC)

[identity profile] nonmoritur.livejournal.com 2011-05-07 01:47 am (UTC)(link)
Jack looked over Liz and could tell something was up; he wouldn't care if she wanted to leave then. It wasn't weird at all that he was here with his doppelganger and his wife. Okay, that was a little weird, but it's not the weirdest thing he's ever encountered in his life. He stood there and moved around out of the way so that Liz could make a clean getaway if she wanted to. He didn't blame her really. He nodded to let her know as of such.

He noticed out of the corner of his eye one of the babies was wanting to be held; that made his heart ache a little bit, that one not getting the attention and he seemed to be fighting the urge to go pick one of the boys up. "Ah bloody hell," he muttered under his breath and put on a smile. "Hey kid, c'mere," he replied, picking up one of the boys -- he wasn't sure which one, really -- but hiked him on his hip. "What's news kid? Liking the weather?"

[identity profile] open-flame.livejournal.com 2011-05-07 02:05 am (UTC)(link)
Liz simply stands there, feeling very out of place. Except it seems that the more slender of the Jack's feels a bit the same. She's got no idea why, unless it's got something to do with what Gwen said in the bar that one night. Nah...couldn't. Could it? Nah...

"I'll just...shower later. Zombie guts are like slime, right? Probably good for your skin and hair." Liz smirks and looks at her boss before he hands over the baby. "We should open a spa and charge people thousands of dollars for zombie facial treatments."

Liz cock her head a bit, watching the newest 'Uncle Jack' with one of the boys. She snorts when he makes small talk with the kid. "How does he like the weather?" Liz is actually grateful to have a reason to get a bit of her comforting sarcasm back. "It's a baby, he doesn't have opinions on the change in climate."
Edited 2011-05-07 02:07 (UTC)
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[personal profile] iwasforgiven 2011-05-07 02:27 am (UTC)(link)
It wasn't Skinny but New York's sunglasses that are yanked off his face by Jon to be sucked on. Jack doesn't mind it one bit and he gives his content son a kiss on the forehead. "Hey, a little dead flesh never hurts anyone Liz. I'm sure Owen will find it attractive."

He nods his head towards the Skinny Jack and he did interrupt the ladies. "Let's go take these guys inside. I think we were interrupting the girls here. Yes, that means you two also." Jack wasn't going to forget David and often enough he's wandered around with both in his arms.

David's happy to investigate the braces on the other Jack and then there's that smile. That smile that makes every person in a room with him stop, it's Jack's smile and Jack looks at it for a bit. "It's strange isn't it?" He asks the other Jack almost knowing how he would feel and it's likely why the introduction took so long.

"No, babies know what's good and what isn't. They're going to cry and fuss if they're not content with their surroundings. The more relaxed you are the better, sun's good for kids."
Edited 2011-05-07 02:28 (UTC)

[identity profile] nonmoritur.livejournal.com 2011-05-07 02:38 am (UTC)(link)
Skinny looked over at Liz when she said that, holding the baby. He had experience with kids, he knew that talking to them like they were real humans wasn't wrong. "They're just little humans. Of course they can't articulate what they're thinking the same way we can, but of course they have opinions," he said and looked at the boy. "That's right, isn't it?"

When Alisa introduced him to the baby he was holding, he smiled some. "Nice to meet you, David, you like those, huh?" he asked, watching the boy play with his red braces. Something about the color red always fascinated babies -- Melissa had loved it when she was little and would always squeal in delight when anything red was near her. And when David smiled, it made him miss her in that small moment but he was trying hard to not let it show. When NY spoke, he looked up, a lost expression on his face. "Hm? Yeah, it is a bit, but it's not bad," he said, looking back down at the baby. "And yeah, sun never hurt anyone. Better to be outside than in, most times. Didn't hurt us any."

His tone was a little far away but he was changing that and put on a smile for the baby who was looking at him now. "We should go in, hm? Let the ladies continue their girl talk."

[identity profile] open-flame.livejournal.com 2011-05-09 08:58 am (UTC)(link)
"That's not funny," Liz comments on the idea of 'immortality in a bucket', but she is laughing. "We don't even know why those girls got turned into zombies yet. Our luck we'd be stuck with Barbie zombies."

Liz feels immediately guilty that Jack and his 'twin' want to go, but she knows she's never been able to hide shit from her boss, no matter how hard she tried. Hell, that's why he's such a good boss.

"Sorry, I just... pregnant girl stuff." Liz nods and steps back near Alisa. "No offense, you guys will be bored if you stick around, right?" she glances at Alisa, hopeful she'll get some back up her on the innocence of the conversation.
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[personal profile] iwasforgiven 2011-05-09 07:29 pm (UTC)(link)
Jack's content to hold his one son in his arms and he watches his sunglasses find themselves on the ground. It's not a big deal considering what used to happen to him on a normal basis. "Whoops, I'll get those for you buddy." Jack bends down to grab hold of the fallen sunglasses and just to entertain Jon he's going to place them on the wee's face.

Jon scrunches his face up at the sudden change of his world and grabs the glasses from his face to nom on them before dropping them to the ground again. "The sun, I noticed that also and with the activity concerning the bodies along with our lovely living dead? I'm not sure if the two are related. The spike in activity? Yes. I think we've got bigger things right now to worry about than a bunch of princess zombies."

Jack takes a seat in a chair and he places Jon in his lap and he gives the Skinny him a nod of his head. "You'll get used to it. And, no it's not bad. I'm lucky we have had any showings of one Captain Crazy."

"See, there's the greatest use for extra Jacks!" Jack's voice brightens up at the idea of letting the others watch his children on occasion. "You were so worried about the entire sitter thing. There we go, problem solved." David's happy to continue investigating the braces on the other Jack and sure there's two, but he has no idea nor cares about this. "Hey, their mom's a natural charmer herself."

He laughs at Liz and Alisa when they mention boring both Jack's with gross or pregnant stuff. "I wonder if we've told you, we were pregnant once before."