i've spent all of the love i've saved { open }
WHO: Allison Hargreeves + YOU
WHEN: After the Beacon, through their stay at the inn
WHERE: Various.
WHAT: Allison comes back from a canon bump, and she's in not a great place.
WARNINGS: SPOILERS FOR THE UMBRELLA ACADEMY, SEASON 3.
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WHEN: After the Beacon, through their stay at the inn
WHERE: Various.
WHAT: Allison comes back from a canon bump, and she's in not a great place.
WARNINGS: SPOILERS FOR THE UMBRELLA ACADEMY, SEASON 3.
a broken heart is all that's left | ota
She had expected things would be different. She pushed a button to reboot the world. Of course she was going to look up and possibly see a sky she didn’t immediately recognize. But the problem is, in fact, when she opens her eyes and sees the skies of Serithca above her, she recognizes it all too well. She knows exactly where she is, and it isn’t the world where she gets her daughter back.
It’s not the world where she gets Ray back.
And all at once, she’s spiraling again, losing her focus and letting her sense of time and place spin away from her all over again.]
No.
[She scrambles up to her feet, head whipping around as she tries to place exactly where she is. She’s not far from the beacon. Maybe she can get them to power it up again, send her back before it’s too late and she can get back to the life she was promised.
By the time she gets there, Karsa is gone (for the best), but Allison can be seen getting into a fight with some poor NPC, trying to explain to Allison that the magic is spent and that there’s no turning it back on. With each denial, Allison’s voice rises higher and higher, that bubble of anger bursting until her eyes glow gold as she shouts the command.]
Get out of my way!
[The poor NPC’s eyes go white as Allison’s power washes over them, and immediately they step to the side. Allison then returns to the beacon, trying to figure out of she can turn it on herself. She looks as though she’s gone completely feral, dried blood on the corner of her mouth, a more extensive wound on her left arm, tied off with what looks like a t-shirt. Eventually the desperation turns to frustration turns to defeat, and the anger is unable to sustain her further. She steps back, and just screams into the distance.
And when that’s done, she has nothing left to do but cry.]
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/wrap
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i cannot believe i lost this thread
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my mind feels like a foreign land | for wrath
Especially not with someone as powerful as Wrath.
She stops by his apartment when they’re all in the process of packing, when she knows that her brother is off elsewhere dealing with something else. She knocks lightly against the doorframe, hoping she looks a bit more put together than she had when she arrived, and that her initial rage has subsided some.
She can’t hide the outward appearance, however. The bruises and bloody lip, the injured arm, the torn knuckles. He has every right to be worried about her, but she’s determined to also not make her home problems his problem.]
Do you have a minute?
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i'm still fixing all the cracks | ota
She could be seen cleaning, scrubbing floors and washing windows. She offers self-defense training to the residence, putting some of her fight skills to use.
She even charms her way into the good graces of the bridal party, offering manicures and hair stylist services if they’re interested. After all, who doesn’t want to get pampered right before their wedding?]
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