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fracturedrp2011-05-06 12:12 am
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I don't want to stop working....
When: Moving Day Plot
Who: Alisa![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
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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."
Who: Alisa
enigmassweet/OTAWhere: 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."