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[rumorate]

WHO: Allison Hargreeves + YOU
WHEN: July 1-14
WHERE: Traveling around
WHAT: An arrival + some monthly shenanigans.
WARNINGS: N/A but will edit if that changes


july 1st - an arrival (ota)

Allison Hargreeves is having a very challenging day. Nothing is going as it's supposed to, and she's a little peeved about it.

Not that she should be surprised at this point, that Five trying to time travel them somewhere landed them somewhere else. But she's not thrilled by the idea of being alone again, having to start over again, having to find her siblings again. All she had wanted was to get home to her daughter. And now, after the explanation she was given by Kasra, Claire seems even further away.

Still, she plays with the small bit of quartz she was given as she makes her way through the crowd, intending to make the best of a bad situation. If Reginald Hargreeves taught them anything, it was how to survive. She hangs Luther's locket around her neck, tucks Claire's photo carefully into the middle of From Earth to Moon, and begins wandering through the caravan to see who she can meet and what she can find.

If you happen to cross her path, she'll greet you with a smile, taking the time to introduce herself.

"Allison." She smiles. "Have you been here long?"

july 6-7 - a ghostly interlude (ota)

Allison's never tried to rumor a ghost. She's never really had the opportunity. Ghosts were usually Klaus's department, so she doesn't even know if it would have worked. Right now, though, she wishes she had a bit more than fact.

One night, she stumbles away from a pair of soldiers, starting to come to ahead. As a result, she loses track of her footing in the dark. She forgets where the edges of the cliffs are, only wanting to stay clear of the spectral trouble and finds her way to the precipice of a ravine instead. She feels her balance slip, arms waving in the darkness (Five is going to kill her if she dies like this), but before she can tip over the edge, she feels a presence at her back.

Wide wings stretch out behind her, a physical form forcing her back onto the path. She turns once she settles on her feet again, safe and sound on the ground, and looks back at the tar-covered creature that's become increasingly familiar.

She meets it's eyes, before nodding in acknowledgement. "Thank you."

The harpy doesn't acknowledge her one way or another, before it flies off to do whatever it is it does.

Sometime later, it also might drop off a dead animal for her to eat, almost like a cat leaving their owner a present. Allison, though, is convinced that it believes she can't take care of herself.

(It might be right.)

july 10th - the thing you want most (ota)

The person Allison had wanted to see, more than anyone in the world, was Claire.

Even when she was trapped in 1961, building a life for herself with Ray, Claire never strayed far from her thoughts. She never thought she would have something so tethering beyond her siblings, something that draws her back, no matter how far she wanders or how into herself she gets, but she finds herself, as the caravan moves along, coming back to the photo that she arrived with. She can't help but feel herself wanting to apologize for failing her, even though this particular stop isn't her fault.

She hadn't intended to study the tar so closely. It just keeps coming up, over and over again. The same substance appeared in the temple where she arrived and the hands of the ghost general, and now it seems to be everywhere. Part of her should know better, should be able to see the trap, but she misses her daughter so much she never stands a chance.

She sees Claire's face everywhere she goes, and by the time Claire becomes a fully formed tar construct, Allison is lost, hook, line and sinker. Claire extends a hand to her, luring her further out into the canyon to search for something she can't put a name to.

Part of her knows it's not real. But she can't find it in her heart to say no.

Comments

Arrival!! comes in 15 min late w/starbucks,,,

[remugient]

You know those days where you're like, 'this might as well happen. Adult life is already so god damn weird'? Except instead of being a day it's felt more like her entire life after waking up on that ship.

It's been her and Five-- and, admittedly, everyone else they've befriended (for a given value of what Five considers 'befriending'), so Vanya hasn't felt lonely, exactly. She's been improving on her control over her powers in little ways, small things that she hopes will go a long way eventually. But of the siblings it's just been her and Five and she loves Five, really! But she can't help but wish the others were around, especially Allison. She can't quite picture Allison living at the farmhouse they created, but Allison's been in and out of worse situations and it'd be kind of funny trying to see her clean after the goat or tend to the chickens.

Sometimes her longing and daydreams are strong enough that she can almost see her sister coming towards her through the people--

Wait.

Wait.

"Allison!?"

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"Vanya!"

Five told her that Vanya is here, and she sought her out immediately, wanting to make sure that her sister is in one piece. Given that the last time they improperly time traveled Vanya lost her memories, it's a relief that Vanya recognizes her on first glance.

She steps around the people passing her, making a beeline so that she can hug her sister. Because it's criminal that Klaus and Luther were the only ones who got a good Allison hug in Season 2.

"Five told me you were here, but I wanted to see for myself."

[remugient]

She throws her arms around Allison, nearly bowled over by the force of it all and laughing brightly. She's tiny compared to her more statuesque sister, but it's never bothered her before and won't do so now. She hugs tightly, soaking up all the hugs she should've gotten from Allison and the writing hadn't formerly allowed.

When Vanya finally pulls away, she grips at Allison's arms, looking her up and down. "You're here! You saw Five? I can't believe it!" She grins, relieved and a bit overwhelmed, but in a good way for once.

"You look-- Amazing. As always." Inevitably though she begins to look around, half-expecting to see Luther's hulking form ambling over. "Is it just you?"

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If only Luther was ambling around behind her. It would be one less sibling for them to track down later. But no, it's just Allison for now, and that's probably for the best, given their situation.

"Just me. At least for now. Five's convinced the rest of them are out there somewhere, and he might not be wrong."

They all landed in the sixties the last time they did this. Klaus, Diego and Luther are just going to take a little more finagling to find.

[remugient]

"They have to be." Although, if whatever brought them here was looking to split the brain cells of the family...

"What do you think they're doing?" She tries to imagine it, but with all the weird things she's seen so far she can't really place anyone. "Klaus might be in a harem somewhere? Maybe Diego's on a pirate ship?"

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"Klaus definitely has a harem somewhere. If not having started another cult." Because he's not one to learn from his mistakes on the first try. "Five thinks Diego might be overthrowing a government somewhere and we should probably find him before he gets arrested for treason."

Which ... could very likely happen, they just don't know.

"Luther ... I don't know." It feels like the question she should be able to answer, given she's the one who was always closest to him, but what she hopes for Luther and where Luther usually lands tend to be two different things. "I just hope he's okay."

[remugient]

Honestly, Vanya hadn't thought about that with Diego, but she winces a little thinking about it. "I'll...ask around about any crazy people with knives threatening kings in the next town we go t..." Diego trying to overthrow a monarchy to introduce democracy or something to a group of people is so within the realm of possibility it really isn't funny.

She eyes Allison a little in concern when Luther's mentioned, not entirely sure what was going on with them anymore, if anything at all. "He's probably working at the docks in some town, carrying all the boxes of fish around." Or whatever men at docks did. "Or maybe construction, Like...as the wrecking ball."

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Allison laughs, shaking her head. "He did fall in pretty well with Jack Ruby, from what I hear. Maybe he's someone's muscle."

She's not sure if that's better or worse than a wrecking ball. Both jobs would equally suit him, depending on the circumstances. Wherever he is, she just hopes that he's happy. Luther deserves a little bit of happiness, in her opinion.

[remugient]

Vanya's never been great at being comforting, awkward at best. But she reaches out to place a hand on Allison's arm, giving it a light squeeze.

"Hey. They'll all be fine. These are our brothers we're talking about. It seems like every other month one of us is showing themselves. I'm sure we'll find everyone in no time, it's just a matter of guessing who's gonna show up next. I bet the three of us could start a betting pool."

[rumorate]

"That's a good plan."

Yes. A lighthearted bet is exactly what they need to distract themselves from the inevitable. She drums her fingers against her thigh as she considers what they should wager. She doesn't have cash, really, so they might have to get creative.

"What should we wager?"

[remugient]

Vanya smiles a bit and makes a show of hemming and hawing about it. She doesn't really have a lot of valuables here yet either, not like some of the others, but what she does have...

"I have a couple chickens, if you want one of them."

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"I ... do not have much." Given how new she is and all, and most of her personal possessions are things she's not willing to part with at the moment. "I can wager chores?"

Suddenly she feels like they're ten again.

[remugient]

Vanya grins a little despite herself, trying to imagine Allison doing some of the chores she did. She knows that Allison could, it's not like the woman's incapable of it, but it's funny to imagine if only because it doesn't match the usual perception of Allison.

"Sure. You can take care of the chickens for the day. I'm sure they'll love you."

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"Deal." She can definitely handle taking care of some chickens. Will she enjoy it? Who knows, but given the situation they're in, she'll probably have to do a lot of things she isn't necessarily fond of. "I'll win them over with my endless charm."

That's mostly sarcasm.