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[RL WITH GWEN, SULU, AND JACK]

Ianto once again found himself waking in a pile of people, for the second day in a row. He didn't mind as much, this time, though that was mainly because he knew that it was coming. The three of them had set up a room down in the lower levels of the Hub for them to sleep in, considering that neither the sofa nor Jack's little hole in the ground would be comfortable to fit three people. He woke with his hand slayed across Jack's chest, the hand that was cuffed to Sulu's. Which was odd, because he was pretty sure when they were going to sleep, Sulu had been on the other side of him, and not, well, tucked in between Jack as he was now. Or well, she, Ianto contemplated, considering the fact that Sulu was still stuck as a woman. He opened an eye, blearily looking at the other two. Yep, Sulu was definitely still a woman.

Ianto was wondering how to extract himself from the other two without waking either of them up, seeing as how he had to continue touching Jack and was still cuffed to Sulu, when he noticed something very odd. Jack wasn't dressed in the Starfleet uniform that he had been in yesterday, the one he couldn't get off. Instead, well. He was dressed in nothing at all, like he said he'd gone to bed the night before all of this started. And his wriststrap was back, Ianto noted. Well, at least Jack'd be happy to have that back, though it would prove to be yet another awkward situation, due to the fact that Jack was, well, completely naked save for the wriststrap.

But, there was something metal glinting on Jack's other wrist. He sat up a bit further, trying to get a good look at it. A metal bracelet? Ianto thought. Funny it looked exactly like... "Oh, no," Ianto said, jerking awake and sitting up enough to see that they had gained another occupant in the bed. "Gwen?" And at that point, he stopped caring whether he was waking anyone up or not.

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Sulu would later be a little confused as to how easy it had been for him to finally pass out with two other men (or, well, men, since he was a woman at the time), but that was for later. For now, all Sulu registered is that he had been totally comfortable until Ianto started talking - or, well, panicking.

"Ianto," Sulu groaned, "Whatever you're panicking about, stop," because, well, Sulu was never going to be a morning person. But he cracked an eye open nonetheless, glancing up at Ianto, following his gaze - "...Well, at least Jack's back to norm- oh." Oh. Gwen was cuddling up to a naked Jack, wearing handcuffs. Well... "How badly is this going to end?" he asked Ianto, looking back to the other with a sleepily worried look.

Ianto shook his head. "I have absolutely no idea," he answered, not knowing whether to wake the other two up, or to let them asleep. Unfortunately for them, Sulu's moving around and Ianto's talking was not conducive to staying asleep, so Jack woke up really very quickly. He only needed a few moments, and then he was good--he never slept very deeply anyway. Blinking open his eyes, he took stock of the situation, immediately noticing the wriststrap was back, then noticing that there was a person on either side of them, and neither of them were Ianto.

He looked over at Gwen, and grinned. Oh man, this was too priceless. He could care less what the other two thought of him in that moment, he reached out a free hand and brushed the hair out of Gwen's eyes. "'Morning, beautiful," he said to her, grinning. "Didn't think I'd see you in quite so early today..."

Still half asleep, she reached up to brush at the hand disturbing her, groaning in soft protest. The bed was so warm and Rhys had been working out... he was just so snuggly and firm...

Slowly, Gwen's hazel eyes cracked open, knowing that something was wrong. As much as she loved her honey, he wasn't very firm and she knew it. It took her a moment to realize just who she was snuggled up with, and not too much longer to realize that Jack was naked. In a flash, she was up and scowling down at her grinning boss, only to realize that he wasn't the only one there, even if he was the one that really seemed to be enjoying it. Her mouth opened to protest but snapped shut once she noticed that she was in nothing more than a pair of panties. Cheeks pink, she tried to jerk away and pull the covers with her, but a soft rattle was the only warning she had before her wrist was wrenched still.

"What th'hell is this?"

Sulu was admittedly a little annoyed at himself for reacting in a much louder way than Gwen, but he reconciled himself by reminding himself that Gwen was always a woman. He politely averted his eyes and shoved at Jack to try and help Gwen get the sheet up over her because, yeah, that was a good way to start this day off.

"Jack," Sulu sighed, "Could you not express your libido when you're naked? That'd be great." His voice was still groggy, but he was clearing his mind as quick as he could. "Gwen, don't panic, it's the community doing this."

Jack didn't take the hint, but luckily enough, Ianto got it together and yanked the sheet off of all of them to drape over Gwen, trying not to pull too much on the hand that was still handcuffed to Sulu, but still managing to do it a little. If this continued for another day, they might have to be a lot more careful that they didn't start hurting each other, just by the cuffs rubbing again and again. "God. Here," he said, smacking Jack on the chest with his hand to express his frustration with the other man. "I'm sorry. Ehm. Welcome to the community's viruses. People have told you about these before, right?"

He took a moment, before he realized that while Jack was completely comfortable being completely naked in front of her, she might not be completely comfortable with a naked Jack there. He grabbed the pillow from underneath himself, shoving it at Jack. "By the way, I second that libido statement, Jack. Not a word. "

Jack shrugged, moving to sit up with a grin, although it was definitely more subdued than his normal ones. "Two naked women in two days. I'm not going to question it."

Gwen was already reaching for her own pillow to hit Jack with before she tossed it over his lap, all the while glaring murder at the others. As soon as the sheets were close enough, she snatched at them, pulling them over her as much as she could. A naked Jack was a tempting Jack, as much as she hated to admit it to herself. She might love her hubby, but Jack was Jack. She'd always felt a spark for him.

Still glaring, her gaze roamed over each of the men before it settled on the woman, her eyes a little wary even as she hissed, "oh, shut it, Jack. Who th'hell is she?"

"Stop calling me a woman," Sulu snapped at Jack; physically, sure, he could understand, but he was not mentally feminine and he was almost offended by Jack just going with it. He then defaulted to a bashful grin at Gwen's question, raising a hand to wave a little. So much for getting a good introduction through Ianto. "I'm Sulu. Uh - another great thing about the community, it can swap your gender in for another."

This whole thing was going about as well as any virus ever could, Sulu supposed, but he was really wishing that, maybe, they could wake up sometime and not be handcuffed together for once. And... he really didn't want to be between Ianto and Jack right now, but it looked like he was stuck, thanks to their handcuffs. Lovely.

Jack just sat back and arranged the pillows that they had thrust at him into a better arrangement. Yes, he enjoyed annoying people sometimes, but he didn't like to piss them off too much. He was already annoying Ianto, just with the whole having to touch each other thing. He and Sulu hadn't exactly reached good standings together before this whole Sulu being a woman thing, and he didn't want to push it, because he really didn't want to always be fighting with Sulu, even if it might've seemed that way, because well. Ianto. And Gwen, well. She just had this uncanny ability to make him feel bad about himself when she was mad at him. So he wisely shut his mouth for a few moments, and allowed Ianto to do the talking.

"Right. Yes. This... This is Sulu. He...well. He doesn't normally look like this, but that's a virus. He's been gender-swapped. And, well. Cuffed to me," he said, holding up the wrist that was attached to Sulu's. He moved backwards, as much as he could, to give Sulu some space, realizing that he was pretty much trapped between himself and Jack at that moment. "And now, apparently, you're cuffed to Jack. We woke up like this yesterday, same as right now, and well. If you look, there isn't a keyhole so. We can't even pick it. And there's no safe way to try and break them, so. We'll just have to wait it out. But..." Ianto trailed off, with a sigh. "Seeing as how we're still stuck like this, who knows how long this virus'll last. Oh," he said, adding on, "before you ask, Jack was stuck in a Starfleet uniform yesterday. We... We didn't let him go to sleep naked with us," he said, blushing harder.

It wasn't what Gwen was wanting to hear, but she'd seen and heard the evidence of viruses on the community, so there was no way she could accuse them of lying. Not that she would, but her temper made her rash, especially when Jack was involved. Sheets pulled close to her, she shifted a little to try and wake the leg that was starting to fall asleep, sighing. Awkward didn't even begin to describe the situation, but wasn't that usual for anything Torchwood was involved in?

She shot a small, polite, and very flustered smile at Sulu, mind still whirring about just how strange it all was.

"Alright. Well, it's good to finally meet you, just wish I wasn't half naked while doing it, and Jack, you'll be finding pants very quickly. You'll all be helping me think of something to tell Rhys when I call him later. He's going to want to know what Torchwood's gotten into this time.

Her tone and expression left no real room for backing out.

Sulu waved his free hand in a nonchalant sort of way. "Don't worry, that's how I woke up too." He almost offered up the fact that he'd woken up on top of Ianto, too, but he knew how mortified Ianto would be, so he held off. After all, there would be plenty of time to embarrass Ianto when he was more awake and prepared for it.

He shifted with Ianto, unconsciously gravitating more towards the other man than Jack, and nudged Jack with his foot. "Do you have any clothes lying around that we can grab for you? And," he looked at Gwen, "For that matter, do you? Lockers or something, maybe?" He had no idea if Ianto was the only one who kept extra changes of clothes at the Hub, but since Jack lived here, pretty much, he figured that wasn't going to be too hard. Gwen, on the other hand...

"Yeah, I have clothes," Jack said, shrugging, amused that Sulu seemed to gravitate toward Ianto. True, they were tied together, but. Recently, he'd been really rather amused with the two of them together. "They're upstairs, though. In near my bunk. Which is currently not here, so. We're going to have to make a trip up to there before I can get anything on, sorry about that." Actually, no. Despite his words, he wasn't very sorry about that at all, but. He had to try and appease the masses somehow.

As for Gwen. Ianto was pretty sure that she had clothes stocked away somewhere to change into. The lockers, perhaps? "Gwen, you've got a spare change of clothes around, yeah? We deal with too many clothing disasters for you not to have a spare here. Unless... Unless you've used them up, and haven't brought any more here...?" Ianto asked, turning to Gwen. Wouldn't that be unfortunate. If that was the case, well. They certainly had a lot of Jack's clothes lying around in the Hub, at least until Gwen could call Rhys and ask him for some. Of course, that would mean explaining to Rhys why Gwen woke up in the Hub in the first place, but. With Torchwood, Ianto figured that they'd be able to come up with something that Rhys would believe, other than the truth.

Mind working, she glanced over at Ianto, nodding a bit. 'Yeah, I've got spares in that box by my computer. Figured they'd come in handy sometimes, knowing Torchwood. The problem'll be getting the bloody things on. Can't very well put a shirt on, now can I?" She gave the arm attached to Jack a little shake, tugging a little more than necessary. Yes, it was a little petty, but she needed to be able to vent her frustration somehow.

Sulu frowned, "Yeah, that's right, that... is a problem." After all, Ianto hadn't been able to get on a shirt, and Sulu had just been lucky enough that Lisa had owned a strapless shirt and that Ianto had saved it. Which was awkward, he thought, because - well, because. He shook his head with a sigh. "Well, if you have anything strapless, like this," he tugged at the fabric of his shirt a little, "Could your husband bring it over? Wait, then he'd see the handcuffs." Which would be a pain in the ass to explain, Torchwood or no. After all, handcuffed to a guy like Jack? Yeah, that didn't really scream "alien plot" so much as "secret rendezvous gone horribly awry."

And Jack wouldn't be able to get on a shirt, either. Well, at least he was a man. That was a plus. Sulu sighed and glanced at Ianto again, half joking when he asked, "Got a sewing machine and some sheets you aren't planning on keeping?" Not that he knew how to sew - "Either that, or maybe I could just go without a shirt. It's not like it matters to me, really..."

"No!" Ianto said, very quickly and probably louder than he should have, before he blushed pretty deeply. "No, that's alright. You should keep your shirt. I, ehm. I do have a sewing kit, down here, if you'd like to have something, Gwen. If you don't think we could make up a suitable excuse for all of this for Rhys, that is."

"Well, I for one wouldn't mind you not having a shirt, Gwen, but," Jack motioned to Ianto, "he's actually pretty good at the whole sewing thing. Fixed my greatcoat a bunch of times, like it was brand new, like nothing'd ever happened. You've seen him work that magic before, Gwen. You might end up with a shirt made out of a sheet, but at least he'll make it look like the best sheet shirt you've ever worn."

Ianto rolled his eyes, but. "It's not a bad idea, though, Gwen. Especially if you don't think you could figure out an excuse to Rhys as to why the two of you are basically attached to each other." He shook his head. "Why you've ended up here, why you're stuck here, we can come up with excuses for that, but. You being handcuffed to Jack... That just won't look alright to him in any light, I don't think."

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