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Oct. 24th, 2010 04:49 pmWhen Tess awoke, she had no idea where she was. Or why she was completely alone, naked and lying on what appeared to be an operating table, covered only in a white sheet. All in all, it was beyond unsettling. She'd grabbed a lab coat and quietly begun to explore her surroundings, only to find she was in the one place she never quite expected to be.
Cadmus Labs.
Further inspection revealed something all the more disturbing; clones of Lex Luthor, in varying stages of health and age, most mutated beyond recognition. Except for Alexander. She'd guessed his age to be around five years old, a small, innocent child. And he was, biologically, Lex himself.
Then she'd inadvertently freed the older one, the "bad one" so Alexander called him. This was more the Lex she'd known, but angrier, more disturbed if that was possible. She'd told Alexander to run and hide and then she watched as the elder clone destroyed the others - and the lab. Tess herself was handcuffed to a pipe against a wall, a small spot of the building he'd left untouched, and he'd given her a message to deliver.
All she could do now was wait.
Cadmus Labs.
Further inspection revealed something all the more disturbing; clones of Lex Luthor, in varying stages of health and age, most mutated beyond recognition. Except for Alexander. She'd guessed his age to be around five years old, a small, innocent child. And he was, biologically, Lex himself.
Then she'd inadvertently freed the older one, the "bad one" so Alexander called him. This was more the Lex she'd known, but angrier, more disturbed if that was possible. She'd told Alexander to run and hide and then she watched as the elder clone destroyed the others - and the lab. Tess herself was handcuffed to a pipe against a wall, a small spot of the building he'd left untouched, and he'd given her a message to deliver.
All she could do now was wait.
Vanishing Act
Oct. 17th, 2010 08:26 pmThe past several days have been an exercise in patience for Tess. Of course, that's been when she hasn't been too exhausted to think. Babies take up a lot of time, even with a nanny. Who knew?
Paperwork, anything Luthorcorp and Daily Planet related has been ignored since Alice was born, but with end of year fast approaching, it can't be left to others forever. Tess knows that and eventually, she clears a few hours when she can head down to the office and sort a few things out that she only trusts herself to take care of.
It's when she's leaving that it happens. Her instincts aren't as sharp as they normally are and after all, it's just a trip downtown. But if there was anything to indicate that something was off, she completely missed it. Which, she'll think in retrospect, was likely exactly what they were counting on.
She hears the footsteps in the garage, but they don't register as anything out of the ordinary; her car certainly isn't the only one parked down here, even on a Sunday. And if anything is said it doesn't make an impression through the general brain fog and concentration on getting back to the mansion in time for Alice's early evening feeding.
It isn't until she feels a sharp pain in the back of her arm that Tess realizes something is very, very wrong. Because she's felt this before and it never leads to anything good.
And that's her last thought before everything goes black.
Paperwork, anything Luthorcorp and Daily Planet related has been ignored since Alice was born, but with end of year fast approaching, it can't be left to others forever. Tess knows that and eventually, she clears a few hours when she can head down to the office and sort a few things out that she only trusts herself to take care of.
It's when she's leaving that it happens. Her instincts aren't as sharp as they normally are and after all, it's just a trip downtown. But if there was anything to indicate that something was off, she completely missed it. Which, she'll think in retrospect, was likely exactly what they were counting on.
She hears the footsteps in the garage, but they don't register as anything out of the ordinary; her car certainly isn't the only one parked down here, even on a Sunday. And if anything is said it doesn't make an impression through the general brain fog and concentration on getting back to the mansion in time for Alice's early evening feeding.
It isn't until she feels a sharp pain in the back of her arm that Tess realizes something is very, very wrong. Because she's felt this before and it never leads to anything good.
And that's her last thought before everything goes black.
And baby makes two...
Oct. 4th, 2010 05:02 pmIt was a long night - very long - but it's over now. At least, this part of it is. The truly hard part has only just begun. That isn't going to stop Tess from attempting to enjoy the relative quiet time she has these couple of days in the hospital, even if she feels like she's just been hit by a mack truck. Repeatedly.
The baby is finally here. A little girl; her daughter and isn't that incredibly weird to get used to. Everything had gone well and as expected. Of course Ryan had been there, Tess knows she has George to thank for that, but they'll chat about it later. He'd been... helpful, she supposes, and appeared happy with the result.
For now, Tess is alone, resting in her wonderfully private room, the baby asleep barely a few feet away. She can't help but glance over every few minutes, half out of an innate paranoia that the girl may no longer be there and half out of surprise that she is. It's a good thing she's already used to not getting enough sleep.
[[OOC: Open visiting post! Anyone and everyone who might conceivably want to see Tess and the new baby are welcome to tag, Twitter and BNW verses alike.]]
The baby is finally here. A little girl; her daughter and isn't that incredibly weird to get used to. Everything had gone well and as expected. Of course Ryan had been there, Tess knows she has George to thank for that, but they'll chat about it later. He'd been... helpful, she supposes, and appeared happy with the result.
For now, Tess is alone, resting in her wonderfully private room, the baby asleep barely a few feet away. She can't help but glance over every few minutes, half out of an innate paranoia that the girl may no longer be there and half out of surprise that she is. It's a good thing she's already used to not getting enough sleep.
[[OOC: Open visiting post! Anyone and everyone who might conceivably want to see Tess and the new baby are welcome to tag, Twitter and BNW verses alike.]]
Reunion with kneel_majorzod
Aug. 17th, 2010 09:22 pmFor any other reason, Tess wouldn't do this. She's tired, fat, cranky and moody and the last thing she wants right now is company and a potentially stressful conversation, but she needs to know what happened. And that means she needs to talk to Zod in person. Right now.
That doesn't mean she has to be happy about it, even if she is somewhat relieved that he isn't dead after all. Not that she ever really thought he was and wasn't worried at all about him. No.
She suspects he'll remember their usual conduct for these types of meetings and waits for him to arrive in the mansions's study, resting on her chaise, an arm over her forehead.
That doesn't mean she has to be happy about it, even if she is somewhat relieved that he isn't dead after all. Not that she ever really thought he was and wasn't worried at all about him. No.
She suspects he'll remember their usual conduct for these types of meetings and waits for him to arrive in the mansions's study, resting on her chaise, an arm over her forehead.
Rescue Plans
Jul. 31st, 2010 11:00 am"Ms. Mercer?"
Tess looks up from the files she's browsing, even if she's still not supposed to be 'working' per doctor's orders, and regards George with vague disinterest. "What is it?"
"Those stores of meteor rock we've been monitoring across the country. We found a new one," her assistant explains. His employer merely raises an eyebrow.
"And?" So Chloe and her cohorts created a new stash of kryptonite weapons. Nice to know, but it's certainly not urgent information. Nowhere near urgent enough to disturb her when she's been in the mood she's been in for the last few weeks.
George clears his throat and continue. "It appears to be somewhat more isolated than the others and-- it's been radiating."
Oh, now that's interesting. "It's glowing?" Tess motions for him to pass the computer monitor over to her so she can see this herself. Very, very interesting. Definitely the same signature as the others, but the energy level is different. Almost as if a Kryptonian were present. "How long ago did you find this?"
"Three days ago. The patterns of radiation were deemed steady enough to bring to your attention today."
"Three days," she echoes quietly, not really wanting to think what that could actually mean. The glowing image garners another brief glance before she turns her attention back to her employee, ready to dish out instructions. "Get a team together. Small, capable and expendable. Then go to the Kandorians and tell them we have a lead on the Major. Let them think they're in charge if it'll make them co-operate easier." Tess passes the monitor back. "And then have them bring him home."
George simply nods and leaves the room.
Tess looks up from the files she's browsing, even if she's still not supposed to be 'working' per doctor's orders, and regards George with vague disinterest. "What is it?"
"Those stores of meteor rock we've been monitoring across the country. We found a new one," her assistant explains. His employer merely raises an eyebrow.
"And?" So Chloe and her cohorts created a new stash of kryptonite weapons. Nice to know, but it's certainly not urgent information. Nowhere near urgent enough to disturb her when she's been in the mood she's been in for the last few weeks.
George clears his throat and continue. "It appears to be somewhat more isolated than the others and-- it's been radiating."
Oh, now that's interesting. "It's glowing?" Tess motions for him to pass the computer monitor over to her so she can see this herself. Very, very interesting. Definitely the same signature as the others, but the energy level is different. Almost as if a Kryptonian were present. "How long ago did you find this?"
"Three days ago. The patterns of radiation were deemed steady enough to bring to your attention today."
"Three days," she echoes quietly, not really wanting to think what that could actually mean. The glowing image garners another brief glance before she turns her attention back to her employee, ready to dish out instructions. "Get a team together. Small, capable and expendable. Then go to the Kandorians and tell them we have a lead on the Major. Let them think they're in charge if it'll make them co-operate easier." Tess passes the monitor back. "And then have them bring him home."
George simply nods and leaves the room.
