la cucaracha! la cucaracha! [closed]

[subourbon]

WHO: Clone Club + "friends"
WHERE: Mexico!
WHEN: Feb 17 onwards
WHAT: Clone Club's first family vacation across the border! They're probably all going to fight over the bathroom, tbh
WARNINGS: N/A

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Hello clones!

[helladoomed]

Evening of day 4

[Chloe made it about half an hour, sitting in her new Mexican dorm room, messing with the laptop she had just bought, before the quiet and worrying about Max and just feeling like a complete shit for leaving finally got to her and she went off in search of other people.]

[Which was what brought her to the outside of the room the clones sisters were staying in, hesitating for a moment before she knocked on the door.]

[She looked like shit and she felt like shit and after her insistent declarations two whole days ago that she was going to stay for the seminar no matter what, she was basically expecting this to go terribly. Oops.]

[subourbon]

[Alison approaches the door with some trepidation and gun in hand, just in case it's unwelcome company. She's surprised when she sees Chloe through the peephole, standing in the hallway alone, and she immediately goes to open the door.]

Chloe? Is everything alright? What are you doing here?

[helladoomed]

[Oh, Alison. Alison holding a gun. Well, that was a safety precaution Chloe could approve of, even if she'd left her gun in America.]

[She opened her mouth to answer, but then stopped, realizing she had no idea what to say, and finally she just shrugged helplessly and sighed.]

...It's a long story.

[subourbon]

Well, I'm glad your safe. Come in, let's get you something to eat.

[Food, she finds, seems to be the one thing that everyone responds to. She gives Chloe a little arm squeeze as she ushers her in, and places the gun back on the table.]

[coppelganger]

[ Sarah watches, less suspiciously than Alison, but that's not saying much, as her clone goes and opens the door. When she sees who's on the other side, she gets up from the couch and goes to the door herself. ]

Chloe, what are you doing here?

[ Judging by the look on Chloe's face, she's not sure she wants to hear the answer. ]

[helladoomed]

It's a long...

[Chloe started to answer the same way she had Alison, but Sarah was...different? Was it strange for Sarah to be different after only a few weeks? But she was, and the empty explanation just kind of stalls out as the memories of yesterday came flooding back and she just kind of sighed.]

...They set off some kind of taser in my brain when I didn't show up. [Her voice was quiet, none of that usual fire there. Not even a curse. And she looked around the apartment instead of at Sarah. What a lovely carpet.] And I just...I couldn't go back.

[coppelganger]

Hey.

[ Without thinking about it, Sarah pulls Chloe into a hug. She's a surprisingly good hugger for someone who's always walking around in leather pants. She knows this might only embarrass Chloe more, but she doesn't care. Chloe is just a kid, really. She needs someone to know they're here for her. ]

You're alright.

[doubleblind]

[Cosima watches Chloe's arrival from her spot on the couch, letting her sisters take control for now. She doesn't want to overwhelm the teen, especially when she already looks upset.

Once Chloe's settled in the kitchen, Cosima approaches. She pulls up a stool right next to Chole, sitting close enough that their shoulders touch.]

Hey. It's good to see you're okay.

[helladoomed]

[Chloe was already in her own little world and she looked up in surprise at that bump to her shoulder.]

Oh. Hey. ...Thanks.

[Okay wasn't what she'd call it, but...close enough.]

[doubleblind]

[Cosima knows she's not really okay, but isn't about to point it out. Instead she'll bump her shoulder against Chloe's again.]

You feel like talking about what happened? You can totally say no.

february 20th, clone club headquarters!

[doubleblind]

[Cosima might have been joking when she called Mexico Sarah's favorite vacation destination, but she seems to have taken the name to heart. Once they've settled into their apartment (their very small apartment, Cosima puts into action her let's make the best of this terrible situation plan. They could all use a vacation, right?

She can be found one afternoon, sprawled out in the middle of the living room floor surrounded by travel books, brochures, and a map. She's laying on her stomach, paging through a travel book, tabbing possible excursion contenders with post-it notes. Anyone who wanders too close (and she's kind of hard to avoid) will likely be roped into helping.]

Hey, hey. Come help me with this.

[subourbon]

[Alison, meanwhile, has been trying to keep their tiny apartment space livable. Which means constantly picking up after everyone else.]

I'm busy, Cosima.

[doubleblind]

With what? It can't be as important as this.

[She reaches one hand up from her spot on the floor, brandishing a brochure for a particularly tacky tourist trap at Alison. Cosima doesn't even want to go there, but maybe the threat will convince Alison to help her plan things.]

[subourbon]

This isn't a vacation, we're not here to go sightseeing. [She makes a small noise of frustration.] Who's socks are these? Why would anyone think it's okay to leave socks lying around in a shared space?!

[puppydoctor]

[George gives a little affirmative hum, heading over towards Cosima with a sandwich in one hand and a full mouth of bread. He sits down on the edge of the couch behind her, leaning over to see her work.]

What're you doing?

[doubleblind]

[She immediately raises a handful of brochures over her head and into his face. Look at all the cool places, George! Cosima is going to make this a fun vacation despite everyone's efforts to not enjoy themselves.]

I am planning our first excursion.

[puppydoctor]

Alison said you were in vacation mode.

[He doesn't look displeased, though. It's something Izzie might have done, and for the first time he starts to think about their similarities.]

Have you been to Mexico before?

2/20

[puppydoctor]

[George is used to close quarters. He's never lived with less than two other people, and has slept everywhere from bathtubs to counters. However, staying cooped up with two identical clones of his girlfriend is a different story altogether, and he's spending a lot of time poring over the medical journals he brought along.

Late Saturday night, he's sitting at the tiny kitchen table with a beer and a journal open to "Metabolic consequences of the occlusion of the main pancreatic duct with acrylic glue after pancreaticoduodenectomy". A thrilling read, no doubt. He gives a little wave to anyone who comes in the kitchen.]

Enjoying the vacation?

[It's flat sarcasm. He would much rather be back in Nonah any moment now.]

[subourbon]

[Alison is begrudgingly wishing that she could also partake in an alcoholic beverage. She knows that this was the right plan of action for them, that Sarah would probably be a twitching mess if they hadn't insisted on it. But this whole experience of sharing a small space is starting to wear on all of them.]

It's not a vacation, no matter what Cosima says.

[puppydoctor]

She's saying that? [He smiles a little, because Cosima is adorable and positive and he so wishes he could see through her eyes on things like this.] I don't think anything counts as a vacation if you feel like you need another vacation from it.

[coppelganger]

[ The last time Sarah was in Mexico, she didn't have a great time. Understatement of the century. But this is different. They're in an apartment, they're not being forced to wear the same sweaty uniforms day after day, and they're not being tested by the military—all of these things, plus the fact that the after-effects from her electroshock "therapy" seem to have dissipated completely, have Sarah in a much better mood than she had in the states.

Besides, the weather is nice. On this day in particular she decides she's tired of being cooped up inside and heads out of the apartment complex to explore, maybe grab some food or drink. Anyone she passes by on her way outside, she nudges with a shoulder. ]

Wanna come out with me?

[doubleblind]

[Cosima leaning against the kitchen counter, waiting for the coffee to finish when Sarah nudges her. She grins, practically vibrating with energy. She's so glad that someone is on the same page as her. There's no point in them all sitting around the apartment all day and all night.]

Yes. I thought you'd never ask. Let me grab my maps.

[coppelganger]

Maps, multiple.

[ Okay then. She'll wait by the door. She's glad to see Cosima in a good mood, at least, especially after how tense things have been in the past few weeks. ]

[subourbon]

[Alison is scrubbing furiously at a mysterious stain on the countertop when Sarah nudges her.]

You're going out?

[coppelganger]

We might as well, yeah?

[ She watches Alison scrubbing for a few seconds, wondering if she should mention this, but finally her curiosity wins out. ] Can't you just... [ She wiggles her fingers. Magic! ]