Time Flys So Fast....

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When: 27 June 1790
Who: Alisa enigmassweet/OTA
Where: Bear Leak


What:

Alisa went along with The Doctor's idea of dressing like the locals except she opted to fit in with the native population minus the idea of wearing a dress for a set up of buckskin breechcloth and a white Mexican styled tunic top instead of the matching top that she placed on a log besides her.

She had brought the wee ones out for a good bit of bonding, a good book or two if the attention of the two boys will allow for it. The two are happy to play in the dirt besides the blanket and the girls are napping on a swing that was hung up on the neighboring tree. "God, you guys are getting so old so fast. It's a shame you won't remember this."

She's left the boys with nothing more than a pair of pants over the diapers and the girls are happy with simply a diaper on. "David please don't eat the mud..." Alisa sighs at David's interest in the dirt. Jon is content to dump dirt into a little bucket and dump it out.

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Liz hesitates just a moment before helping Alisa out by trying to stop David from becoming a literal dirt eater. "Hey...that stuff'll make you sick, or at least make you have to take a bath." She scolds half heartedly before looking at Alisa, folding her arms as she inspects the mountain area and the outfit her friend has on.

"So Jack not only got you on a horse, but in some weird Pocahontas outfit too?" Liz asks as she sits down next to the top Alisa chose not to wear. She picks it up and frowns. "Yeah, no...This was the worst idea your husband has ever had, and he thought eating donuts from a 98 cents store was a good idea."

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"My one aunt back in the country in Puerto Rico used to eat mugs of clay." Alisa grabs hold of David who pouts and he wants more of the mud. "Maybe, he's got the need from her." She ughs and she looks at the dirty wee one and she sighs. David is getting squirmy and Alisa glances over towards Liz. "No, that was The Doctor. Actually, I like the moccasins in terms of comfort." She glances at the shirt and the fact her legs are exposed to the world. "And, I am wearing underwear. The shirt is waaaay to hot for summer so I fudged it a little."

Jack still wanted those two to see about the horse situation and she uhs. "We still need to get horses. Well, we didn't exactly have a choice. It was walking a veeeeery long distance or the crap factory." She smiles and she goes to take David down to the lake to clean the muddy kid up. "Its not bad, its a lot better than The Doctor's idea of taking us to be swallowed up by a whale."

Jon looks up at Liz and he tries to hold a conversation in baby talk with her. "Come on it's pretty up here. There's nobody to bother us and best of all... no zombies."

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“Where are there zombies?”

Gwen walked up to the others with a sleeping Anwen in her arms. She knew for a fact the girl wouldn’t be sleeping for long when she saw the boys. Still, Gwen had missed Liz and Alisa. She just felt like they hadn’t spent as much time together as she would have liked. So, it was time to change that.

“I left my machete at home. You can’t have a zombie apocalypse without one of those.” Gwen smiled as Anwen woke up and started to reach for the boys. Chuckling softly, she set her daughter down next to them. Watching her flirt, she couldn’t help but think that yes, that was her daughter.

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"You wouldn't usually be wearing underwear?" Yes, of all the things Alisa just said, that's the part that Liz zeroed in on. "This is another one of those jokes that's supposed to creep my out so you and Jack can laugh at me, isn't it?" Though the idea of no underwear is appealing. It's hot as hell in the mountains and Liz usually doesn't mind the heat but this is crazy.

Then she hears Gwen and chuckles. "You want zombies with her around?" Liz smiles at Anwen and looks down at the boys a moment. "And now you've jinxed us..." She comments when Gwen says she left the machete at home. "You guys should know better than to tempt fate by now."

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"Underwear...." Alisa's going to go to get Liz and she ums. "No, seriously Liz its not okay its one of those jokes." It's nice and warm here, there's that promise of skinny dipping in the wee hours so underwear isn't one's friend.

She looks over to see Gwen arrive with Anwen and she oohs. "Don't even get us thinking on the topic of zombies. Who knows we could be camping on some Indian burial ground and we'll be something's dinner tonight." Bad Alisa. "Torchwood deals with aliens not poltergeists."

Thank goodness those things don't actually exist. "I got a shotgun in the TARDIS. We're all good and one baseball bat. Those are the tools of choice for the zombie apocalypse. Its going to come one of these days."

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"Sometimes you just don't want to do the laundry?" Gwen laughs and she's happy to be with friends. Perhaps the camping trip wasn't as bad as she thought it would be. Anwen looks up at Alisa and gives her a grin.

"No, we're not. We can't be. Think positive. And if anything does come, they'll go for Jack first," she teased. "I don't know. I've never seen a poltergeist. And yet, with what we do, anything is possible."

"I just have my gun. Though the baseball bat is key. What would be really good is a cordless chainsaw, one that runs on batteries." The scary things that runs through her mind since joining Torchwood.

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"Well, I know poltergeists, and..." Liz glances around the campsite and frowns. "Just...watch for slime." She says cautiously.

She snickers as the other women list off powertools. "Walking napalm strike." Liz sounds almost proud of the fact she could flambe a couple dozen or more zombies. Hell, she's saved Owen's ass more times than she can remember from them. "Paring knife." She says absently, remembering that incident in the strip club.

"You know what's weird?" Liz says with a chuckle. "Most moms would be talking about strollers and baby crap and we're talking about zombies and other wierd crap."

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Alisa leans back on the blanket and she watches David with a close eye. It's just too nice out there and she snorts about slime. "Just keep Jack away from me when it comes to slime. I think he's expecting me to taste good when I'm covered with it."

She's just going to keep to her little secret that one that's very well guarded these days. "Hey, let's leave poor Jack out of it. Maybe we can get Red to do the 'standing' in front of dangerous things job."

"Yes, chainsaws are good, so are machetes..." Alisa mmms and she puts a finger to her lips. "Hedge trimmers look pretty wicked too."

Now that gets a laugh from Alisa and she scrunches her face up. "We're talking about zombies and the tools to use in killing them. Yes, we're not your typical moms. I think we're going to be MILFs..."