[RM] Problems that need Solving... my innie should be an outtie!

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Despite having a wonderful time as the opposite sex Jack was thoroughly convinced that enough was indeed enough and he was really tired of having to sit in order to go to the bathroom. Highly inefficient was what came to mind, along with the fact that there no longer was that option to ask Owen to 'pull over' so he could relieve himself on route somewhere. No now it was a procedure, and it involved sanitation issues and indoor plumbing.

Indeed enough was finally enough for Jack, even with the visit to New York and the run in with a few that were less than strangers before that evening. Now he was pressing bitten down nails against his forehead as he scanned over more files and documents trying to sort out what he could have missed.

A full blood work up had been run. Every toxic screen they could think of to run within the confines of Torchwood had been run, and now Jack was looking at the list of naturally occurring plants and vegetation that resided in the area that he had found... and torched the Tachkrin in. Gwen had been trying to track down another plant, Owen and Tosh were both running whatever they could in house and Jack was pretty sure he just needed a new set of eyes on the matter.

Which of course reminded him that when he got back from New York he should have called Martha straight away, but for some reason his mind had wandered during the events of the party and thinking of her now was just like happenstance.

Grabbing his cell he sent her a text message,
/STILL UP TO SOLVE MY PROBLEM DROP BY SOON - HARKNESS/

Leaning back in his chair he wished it would hang back further but the slender frame didn't have the same body weight to it, so it just felt pointless. So instead he let his feet slip out of the shoes Gwen loaned him and pressed bare feet against the ledge of his desk trying to force the lean back a bit further. Although the sight of his slender legs was going to be a distraction of a different kind for a while as he contemplated shaving them again while he waited for Martha to either show up, or call for a pick up... or call to cancel.

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Martha had taken the week off at the hospital in preparation for meeting Jack when he needed her. Monday morning, she had headed down to Cardiff, though she didn't know where Torchwood was exactly. So she got a hotel and waited for his call.

When the text came, she smiled. With a shake of her head, slightly amused by his "problem," she texted back, I'M IN CARDIFF. WHEN AND WHERE SHOULD WE MEET?

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There was that laughter again and Martha made the most obvious assessment given the circumstance. In fact if Jack felt like it he might have even swatted at her arm and called her a silly thing, but really that would have been more to freak her out than accomplish anything, and well... Jack was rather fond of Martha and freaking her out wasn't what he wanted to do.

"Well I'd hope they're the right parts. It'd be a shame for me to realize that this is my natural state after so many years of living it up as such an attractive man."

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It really was going to be the test wasn't it, of course the slight apprehension that Martha showed in making the cut wasn't exactly uplifting. Jack knew that if this was the way Martha's mind was going... then she'd have to do something far more drastic to get actual results in the end.

Still the blade sliced clean, and the skin split just like it should. A slight sting of course, and the blood... which was a given. Then Martha drew back and waited. Jack waited too, because honestly he wasn't sure how long this was supposed to take. Usually he got shot and it took his body a moment to come back to life... well most times. But this was entirely new, because it was like watching his own body keep itself alive. Or not.

He was about to grab another towel and apply pressure when he felt the skin pulling tight and healing over itself. It was a bit odd feeling, and sort of gross to watch, but there it was. His body... his female body doing the exact same thing his male form did.

"So phase one was a success, are we going for a bigger hurt this time? I mean you do have a plan right? This isn't hack and slash for practice right?"

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Jack shifted up a bit, more aware of just what he had on as he took a glance down to his body, which was thankfully his again. How accurate of a transformation it would end up being was yet to be seen, and he still felt like there were some extra organs inside of him that his body was still trying to deal with. Which was giving him a bit of discomfort. Wincing slightly in pain he pressed on his abdomen and then smiled back up at Martha, "We'll have to tackle that further inspection in a bit."

With that he stood up and tugged at the shirt that really didn't fit him, "Actually..." then came the charm, "I should change out of this... if you are interested in making sure everything is where it belongs?" He wouldn't pressure her, and really despite the charm he was putting on he also knew that Owen would be just as good at checking all his vitals, despite a few that might not be explained.