Number Five Hargreeves (
apocalypsehow) wrote2022-05-18 09:03 am
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Elliot's and Beyond | Afternoon
Elliot didn't question Five when he asked to be kept apprised of any weird kind of changes going on in the area. He wanted to, but right now he was just thankful not to be tied up.
"Hey, we got one! Hey, one of those machines you asked for is going crazy."
[NFI, NFB but OOC OK. Taken from TUA 2x03 The Swedish Job and preplayed with
knife_bender]
"Hey, we got one! Hey, one of those machines you asked for is going crazy."
Five | The being tied up thing could always happen again. At any time. "Which one?" |
Elliot | "It's, uh, atmospheric reader." And it seemed to be going nuts in a very specific spot which was...weird. Then again, he was talking to an alien, he should be used to weird by now. |
Five | Vanya then. Well, the moon wasn't crashing into the planet, so maybe she had it under control. "Good." |
Elliot | "I don't get it," Elliot said, somehow thinking he'd get a straight answer from Five. "What are you tracking? A hurricane? A stormfront?" |
Five | He could commiserate with Diego on that front! "Sound waves," Five said, keeping it nice and mysterious as he teleported out of the apartment to get out to where they were coming from. |
Five, but in a field now | Which was, unfortunately, a corn field. Ugh. But Five wasn't going to let the ruralness of it all stop him from finding his sister. "Hi, Vanya." Clearly this would go well, right? A little attempted murder between siblings |
Vanya | Between the blonde guys and the kid, Vanya decided she had found herself in the most popular cornfield on the planet. "Who are you?" She wasn't too thrown by someone knowing her name since that's happened a lot lately. |
Five | Yeah, they were going to get annoying real fast. Five narrowed his eyes for a moment, trying to decide if this was genuine or not before remembering this was Vanya. Which was why he replied with, "I'm your brother." |
Vanya | "I have a brother?" Oh, you had so many brothers, Vanya. Possibly too many. |
Five | So, so many brothers. And the one, lone sister. Five sighed because he was going to have to fill in so much information here. "Look, you can either stay here and wait for the Ikea mafia to come back and kill you, or you can come with me," he said, jerking his head in the direction he was starting to walk. Come and get more of an explanation than he normally gave anyone, Vanya. |
Vanya | Hey, that wasn't cool, small brother type person. Vanya followed anyway, but she was complaining so much in her head about how rude that was. "Why are they trying to kill me?" Seemed like the obvious question to ask. |
Five | "Because you're not supposed to be here, Vanya." Which, you know, it was a valid reason. From a certain point of view. |
Vanya | "In Dallas?" She could kind of understand that. |
Five | "No, here in 1963," Five said, breaking out of the rows of corn to find the awaiting crop circle she'd caused before he'd gotten there. |
Vanya | Vanya had known she had done something last night. But looking at it in the daylight, and seeing exactly what kind of damage she caused was a whole other thing. "...holy shit." |
Five | "Yeah, pretty wild, right? It's good to see that your powers are still intact." Was he going to explain that right away? Nah. "Let's go." |
Vanya | This actually wasn't the first time Vanya had been in a diner with a stranger (she had been hit with a car and had amnesia after). But the asshole in a schoolboy uniform was new. "What the hell is going on?" |
Five | That probably said a lot about her, really. Five pulled his coffee closer with a, "Leave the pot, dear," at the waitress like the old man he was. He graciously ignored the comment she made after that because it gave him time to consider what he was going to tell Vanya. "When you were a baby, you were bought by an eccentric billionaire," he said, just going with censored sort of truth. "He raised you in an elite academy with six other siblings with extraordinary powers. But in the year 2019, in order to avoid the apocalypse, we jumped into a vortex and ended up being scattered through the timeline in Dallas, Texas. Any questions?" |
Vanya | So, so many questions, Five. Just so many. She figured she'd start with the most pressing one. "What do you mean by the apocalypse?" |
Five | "I mean the end of the world as we know it." And no. No one felt fine. |
Vanya | Yeah, she had gathered that much. "But how?" Was it those Commies? People seemed real worried about them in 1963. |
Five | No, it was the consequences of just rampant abuse on people with super powers. But maybe that was the real communist agenda all along. "You really don't remember anything?" |
Vanya | No, Five, it was fun being this out of the loop. "Nothing before a month ago," Vanya said. "I landed in like a back alley. Got hit by a car. My head was ringing like crazy. I had no idea how I got there, where I came from." And, yes, she did notice Five hadn't answered her question. "What causes the apocalypse?" |
Five | Damn it, Vanya. "Asteroid impact," Five said. Because it wasn't wrong or anything. "The big kaboom ends everything. Just like the one that got the dinosaurs, except way worse." So, no. Not communism. "Bad news is: it followed us here." |
Vanya | "What do you mean, 'followed us'?" she asked. |
Five | "Eight days from now the world ends in nuclear doomsday," Five replied, taking a short moment to savor the coffee. Because the end and all. "It's a different disease, but same result." |
Vanya | Vanya's eyes widened. "That can't be right." How would a little boy even know that? |
Five | Well, first of all, he was a grumpy old man. Second of all... this was sort of his wheelhouse. "I saw it, with my own eyes. You were there. We all were." |
Vanya | "Shit," Vanya said, moving to get out of the chair. "I need to make a phone call." |
Five | "Vanya--" They didn't have time for this! |
Vanya | Suck it, Five, she was making a phone call. On the payphone. Like people in 1963 did! |
Five | Well, they also came from a world without cell phones. This was still normal. Which was why he rushed after her to hit hang up the phone for her. Like a good brother who cared about her. Or one that was completely over everything and just needed people to stop the apocalypse with him. And maybe not be obsessed with Lee Harvey Oswald. |
Vanya | "What the hell?" Vanya couldn't remember having siblings, she had no idea that was the kind of jackass things they did! |
Five | Yeah, she'd learn. Family meant the occasional near homicidal slap fight. "We don't have time for this." |
Vanya | "That's my friend you just hung up on!" Friend and possibly more if cards were played right! |
Five | Well, if she wasn't a homicidal loon, she was already better than Vanya's last 'friend'. "Listen to me," Five snapped, stepping closer. "Those people from the field are coming back to us. They are never going to stop. Do you understand me? We need to stick together, find the others, and figure out how to stop doomsday. Whoever this person is? They can't be more important than the end of the world. We need to go. |
Vanya | Well, when you put it like that. Vanya put the phone on the hook and followed Five out, but she was not happy about it. Where the hell was this guy going to take her anyway that was supposed to stop the apocalypse? |
Five | How did an bare knuckles boxing match in a seedy nightclub sound to her? Because that was just where they were going to hopefully collect Luther next. Maybe get them to be on better terms this time. He had plans. And those plans clearly wouldn't get messed up by someone being stupid, right? Right, Luther? |
Vanya | Well, no, this is not what Vanya had in mind. It had been explained to her that the guy who threatened her in the barn was another brother, but she had no idea why she was currently watching him get the crap beat out of him. Which didn't really make sense since Luther was way bigger than...well, everybody in the room, really. "He's pummeling him." |
Luther | It was true, Luther was getting the shit beat out of him. But it was making him feel better. Seeing Allison's husband today had been rough. No, he didn't want to talk about it. "Hit me again," he said to his opponent, words already slurring from being hit in the mouth too many times before. |
Five | God, why couldn't anyone in their family have a healthy response to literally any trauma? "Why isn't he fighting back?" |
Luther | Uhhhh because they were raised by Sir Reginald Hargreeves? "Hit me," he said again, ignoring the pissed off look he was probably getting from Jack Ruby right now. "I want to feel the pain. Give me everything you've got." The other guy obliged, upper cutting Luther with everything he had, sending him to the ground for the KO. |
Five | Oh, yeah. Letting Luther know that dad was around was going to be bad. "Shit," Five said, sighing as Luther just stayed down. The big, dumb ape was even more of a mess than Five had thought he was. |
Vanya | Vanya looked kind of horrified by watching a man get beat down like that. Especially a guy that was supposed to be her brother. "Why didn't he fight back?" |
Five | Because he was sad or something. Ugh, just be an emotionally stunted psycho like Five, Luther. "Clearly that went well," Five grumbled. "You ready to go?" |
Vanya | Vanya had done the sisterly thing and checked up on Luther after the fight while Five waited outside. Which turned out to be a very illuminating conversation. As evidenced by Vanya furiously exiting the club, trying to avoid Five. "I'm going back to the farm." |
Five | "Hey! Unacceptable, Vanya," Five said, chasing after her and fully channeling their father with that one word. "We need to stick together." |
Vanya | "Oh, why, so I don't end the world again?" Five, you made the mistake of leaving Vanya and Luther alone after the fight. That was on you. |
Five | Well, shit. "Stupid," Five hissed at himself for not being more careful with that one. |
Vanya | "Were you even going to tell me?" Vanya asked. Seemed like something she should know! |
Five | Again, that was just part of being a Hargreeves, really. Always out if the loop on important information that would fix stuff. "You know what? In my defense, no," Five replied. "Alright? And can you blame me? When you get angry shit blows up." Welcome to having the most destructive power of the bunch. |
Vanya | "Great," Vanya said, pulling her car keys out of her pocket. "Any other family secrets you failed to mention?" |
Five | "A boatload, Vanya." Yeah, they would need way more than a week for that. "But I don't have the luxury of sharing them with right now--" He cut himself off as she got into the car and shut the door in his face. Rude. New Vanya was rude. Then he sighed in annoyance and knocked on the window. |
Vanya | New Vanya had a backbone! She still rolled down the window, however, and gave Five an expectant look. This had better be good if she was going to change her mind. |
Five | "The clock is ticking on doomsday," Five said, not willing to just teleport into the car to make her come with him. And only half because she could probably kill him! "Just tell me that when I need you, you'll be ready." |
Vanya | "I can't help you Five," Vanya said. "I don't even know who I am." Or was. |
Five | "You're our sister," Five said with far more sincerity than he was strictly with. "And a member of the Umbrella Academy. Like it or not, that's who you are." |
Vanya | She appreciated the sincerity, but this all still sounded absolutely insane. "That's who I was," she said, turning the engine. "New timeline, new me." That was a thing, right? |
Five | "That's not how this works," Five replied, clearly thinking new Vanya wouldn't just flounce on him. |
Vanya | New Vanya would definitely flounce. And not even feel bad about it! See how it feels, Five? Do you see? |
[NFI, NFB but OOC OK. Taken from TUA 2x03 The Swedish Job and preplayed with
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