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( When the feed comes up, Darcy is still in the car on the way to the housing for Displaced Supers. It's loud in the background between one of her children shouting excitably about all the things he sees out his window and the other repeatedly asking "Mommy? Mommy? Mama? Hey Mommy?" as her attention goes to the camera instead of him. Darcy's an expert at ignoring her children when she needs to ignore them.

She neither looks panicked nor upset, just a little tired and a little annoyed. Darcy liked her life in Lawrence and she's hardly in the mood to have to create a whole new network of people to keep herself safe. In the meantime, the tattoo on her hip and the boys' amulets will just have to do. )

So, okay, what's all this about superpowers? That's new.

( In the background, the child trying to get her attention quiets briefly before asking "Who's got superpowers?!" Darcy's attention turns briefly to the child. )

Don't worry about it, baby.

( Her attention turns back to the camera. )

That's not real, right? Also, what's the longest anyone has been here, so far?

LOG; CLOSED TO ALLISON HARGREEVES

Once they arrive at the housing, Darcy helps the boys out of the car and takes their hands in hers to lead them through the front gate and up the steps to enter the building. Admittedly, these digs are a lot nicer than the apartments back in Lawrence. That said, she moved out of those goddamned apartments years ago and into her own house, one which might or might not have been best described as a McMansion. This is definitely a downgrade as far as that goes, but certainly an upgrade from what she started in, anyway.

As she moves through the lobby and then down the hall for the first-floor apartments, her boys are chattering animatedly and swiveling their heads to take in everything around them, and Darcy's just trying to keep herself calm. This is beyond obnoxious.

When she reaches apartment 102, Darcy lets go of the boys' hands. "Don't move, Clark," she says, already knowing that Conner won't. She fishes the key to the apartment out of her jeans pocket and is surprised to hear the sound of dogs barking behind the door as she turns the knob. Looking up at the apartment number, Darcy's brow creases. Definitely the apartment they told her...

Before she actually opens the door, Darcy just cracks it slightly and calls out. "Hello...? Anybody home?"

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Darcy looks less surprised by the flexibility the other woman is showing than she is to hear that Allison is one of seven children. Jesus, that's a lot of kids. Two is more than enough if you ask Darcy. "Oh wow, yeah that's a lot of siblings. I think I'd have gone crazy with that many. I have one little brother and that's more than enough for me. It's hard enough keeping the spotlight when a new baby comes in, forget it if there's more...where in the hierarchy are you?" she asks, smiling. "Oldest? Youngest? Somewhere in the middle?"

It's always endearing to Darcy to see people who like children interacting with her boys. Allison is no exception. Clark's smile broadens and he holds out his hand. "Shake!" he says and giggles when the dogs offer their paws to him just like she said. He knows that trick because Krypto does it, too. "Mama look!" he cries out, beaming as he looks back around at her.

"I see, baby!" she says cheerfully back, rolling her eyes and shaking her head a bit, grinning with endeared amusement when his attention turns back to Allison's dogs. "Oh, are you sure? I don't mind, honestly," Darcy protests. She doesn't put a lot of weight into it, though, because Allison is already on the move.

Darcy gives her a grateful smile. "That would be great, thank you. We'll be in in a second." It's not like they have anything to unpack, but she does want Conner to introduce himself to the dogs, as well, so that he's not a strange scent for them. If they're going to be sharing the same space, she wants to make sure that everyone is properly introduced so there's no issues.

A moment later, Darcy wanders into the kitchen after getting the boys onto the couch in front of the television, having looked for a kids' channel and leaving them there for a moment to be entertained. It's not that she lets television be their second parent, but every once in a while, Darcy needs a minute, too.

"You're being remarkably cool about this, so I appreciate it," she starts, smiling apologetically. "I'm not sure I'd be quite as cool about it if it were me."

[rumores]

“The hierarchy is complicated. We’re all adopted, all the same age. But you could say I’m the third.” It’s not a lie, technically. And, while they’re all the same age, they did all fall in some sort of hierarchy anyway. “Four of them are here in Eglaf, so I’m sure you’ll get to meet them at some point.”

Klaus and Ben have a key, after all, and Klaus comes to hang out a lot even on days when they don’t have plans. Considering the children, though, she’s already planning on moving their trashy television days to Klaus’s place instead.

Allison finds herself grinning at Clark as he discovers the way that Apollo and Zeus introduce themselves, and she gets them a treat from a nearby jar for being so good.

“Yeah, it’s really not a problem,” she assures Darcy before moving towards the kitchen to get the coffee going. By the time Darcy joins her, there are already two cups served at the small table that’s in the kitchen, and a plate of cookies in between. She had just got grocery shopping, and Allison tends to have snacks and treats to indulge on during the week, although Darcy and the boys will get to enjoy some of the stuff she bakes or cooks whenever she can’t stay still, or can’t sleep.

At her comment, she breathes out a small chuckle before she moves to sit down. “I’ve dealt with a lot of crazy stuff in my life, some of it relatively recently, so...having a roommate move in with two adorable little boys isn’t really too shocking.” She tilts her head slightly, curious. “You mentioned you were an old hat to this. You’ve ‘traveled’ to another ... I don’t know what to call it. Place? Timeline?”

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Darcy laughs a little, her eyebrows lifting. Yeah, at this point in her life, she knows all about crazy. "You say that now, but give them a few days to start fraying your nerves and then hopping up and down in tandem on your last one," she says wryly, only mostly joking. Darcy loves her boys; they'll forever be her whole heart and soul, but they can sometimes be A Lot, even for her.

She takes a sip of the coffee and nods a little, humming an affirmation as she swallows. "Mmm, mmhmm, yeah. You can call it either and probably be just as accurate," she replies. "I use the two pretty interchangeably in describing my own experience, personally. Although, I have to say, you really have to use 'traveled' as an incredibly loose descriptor since 'travel' makes it sound voluntary," she laughs. The thing is, she's pretty sure that she and the boys are marked with the Seal. No matter how long she ends up in other places, including her original home, she always ends up back in Lawrence. It's home, now.

"Why, is this your first time?" she asks, reaching for a cookie — hey, she deserves some sweets right now, dammit, fuck the calorie count for the day — and snapping off a little piece to pop it into her mouth.

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Allison laughs lightly. “Oh I believe you. You must have the patience of a saint with twins.”

God knows she herself didn’t have it, and she only had one child to contend with. She couldn’t even manage without rumoring her.

As Darcy speaks, Allison takes a sip of her coffee before she smiles in agreement at her comment about this not necessarily being considered ‘travel,’ since it most definitely wasn’t voluntary.

“Mine is a little complicated,” she admits with a small laugh. “I got here a few months ago, got sent back in time, and then came back again recently. So...this is the first place I’ve visited where this kind of thing happens, but I’ve ‘arrived’ here twice. How about you, how many times have you been displaced?”

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"You have no idea," Darcy laughs, taking another sip of coffee and looking over her shoulder at the couch where the boys are sitting. She can't see them from where she's sat, but she can hear them talking to one another. That's good enough for her. "But, actually, you know how they say 'it takes a village to raise a child'? I literally had a village to help me back in Lawrence, so it wasn't ever that bad. Here might be a challenge," she confesses with a shrug. "I mean, Cindy's here, so that's a huge relief, but I had a whole, like, mom network back there and now I kind of feel like I'm on an island, you know?"

It's something she's already anticipating how much she's going to miss because it's hard work taking care of two little boys all by herself and it's going to be made worse without their friends around to play with, here. So much for playdates with Svetlana's girls, or Jo's. Cindy here made no mention of Aaron, so Darcy assumes that that's not a thing in Cindy's timeline, yet. Or, if it is, Aaron isn't here. That means Darcy is going to have to be completely in charge of keeping the two of them entertained and she has no idea how to do that for elongated periods of time, anymore.

Darcy sighs a little and nods. "Oh, boy, do I know that particular song and dance. Fun fact: I've actually given birth to those little shits twice, thanks to time travel shenanigans, would you believe that?" she asks, almost incredulous even though she absolutely experienced it.

Frowning slightly, Darcy shrugs, snaps off another piece of her cookie.
"Twice to Lawrence from home, once outside of Lawrence to a place called The City, briefly...back to Lawrence, and now I'm here. It's actually kind of gross how many times I've done this," she mutters, wrinkling her nose with distaste and popping the piece of cookie in her mouth.

After a moment of chewing and swallowing, she goes on, "I think once the Seal gets ya, you're linked to the multiverse forever because it seems like every time I wind up in a place like this, there are other people from Lawrence there. Or there were if they aren't anymore. We're like magnets for this crap, now."