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Klaus Hargreeves ([info]fourthranked) wrote in [info]somerealityrpg,
@ 2020-08-02 20:29:00

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Entry tags:!open, active: allison hargreeves

Who: Klaus Hargreeves and OPEN
What: Everyone’s favorite Hargreeve has arrived
Where: An alley near the apartment building.
When: Sunday Evening.
Spoilers: The Umbrella Academy, Season Two



Klaus closed his eyes as he processed the off-brand Umbrella Academy-- The Sparrow Academy, he reminded himself mentally. None of that mattered to him though. Ben was alive. Ben was really, truly, honestly, physically alive. Even though he had gone from elation to dread at the sound of his father's voice, there was just--- something unexplainable when he saw Ben in the flesh having already resigned himself to never talking to him again. He was just processing the grief for the first time ever. And then he was standing in front of him.

Klaus didn’t realize that he was standing in the heat until a few moments later. He opened his eyes, confusing focusing in his eyes. How the fuck was he standing outside? Alone. In an alley. Why was it always an alley. A burst of rage channeled through him, and he kicked the dumpster. Who had opened the damn briefcase? Had Five jumped to fix this again? Why did it always work like this.

“What are we going to do?” He found himself asking out loud. Only silence answered him. He was so used to Ben being near him that he just naturally said things out loud. It was only then did Klaus realize he was alone. He was alone for the first time in his life and his heart sank into his stomach. There was the unmistakable itch in his palms that told him to numb himself, that told him this city seemed big enough that he could find a dealer if he tried hard enough. So long as he wasn’t in the 60s again, but by the look of the cars driving past, he was home.

He just had to breathe. Figure it out. But across the street there was a gas station that was advertising White Claws. They weren’t Klaus’ favorite, naturally, but any port in a storm. He anxiously tugged on his shirt and stepped out onto the street, bumping into someone he only half paid attention to.



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[info]fourthranked
2020-08-03 02:38 am UTC (link)
There was a smile that appeared on his face when she mentioned that they all shared an apartment. There was definitely a time when that would have driven Klaus crazy, the idea of living with them would have reminded him of the academy, but instead it just... it made him feel better. He wasn't used to that thought yet, but at least he knew that they would be around for them, though he wasn't sure if they would feel the same way... it seemed like they were still expecting fuck up Klaus, so who was he to let them down.

When they were in the elevator he sighed again. It was starting to sink in that this was yet another new reality. And if Alison didn't know about the apocalypse or Dallas, that must mean that the others didn't either. That would mean they didn't know about end of the world or Dad, or Sparrow Academy. His head was swimming suddenly-- was this what Five felt like all the time? Was this why he was so cranky.

"It's really nice to see you, Alison." He said gently, realizing he wasn't sure when the last time he said that to her in her timeline was.

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[info]hauntedbywhatif
2020-08-03 02:52 am UTC (link)
This place really was a trip. Taking people then throwing them away just to bring them back again but different. Luther remembering being here, but her with no clue. Ben, brought back from the dead somehow. She was glad to be getting more of her family, glad Klaus would be sharing the apartment with them, but cautious about how long this kind of thing would last and trying not to hope for the rest of her brothers. The more you had, the more you had to lose. She knew that much even without Goodland.
YOU TOO
Giving him a soft smile, she reached up with her free hand to tug at his hair gently. He looked good, definitely different, but good. There was something new behind his eyes that she couldn't quite name, but she liked it.

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[info]fourthranked
2020-08-03 03:23 am UTC (link)
Klaus couldn’t help but smile when she tugged at his hair. It had seemed like the right thing to do in the sixties, and he’d liked it a lot to be honest, the hair was going to stick around for a while. He leaned gently and nudged her playfully with his shoulder.

“Everything is going to be okay.” He told her gently, though he wasn’t sure if he was saying it to make her, or himself feel better. Probably both of them, at least a little. He scratched at his palm, trying to ignore the need he was feeling. Ben was right, it had been a mistake to throw away his sobriety, but he couldn’t help it now.

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[info]hauntedbywhatif
2020-08-03 03:38 am UTC (link)
His reassurance hit her in a way she didn't expect, and she closed her eyes as the anxieties of... well, everything abated a little. Claire. Multiple apocalypses. Her siblings' safety... He was a lot of things, but he wouldn't lie about that. She hoped. Maybe she was reading too much into it, but he'd said everything, after all. When she opened her eyes again they were much shinier, a few tears rolling down her cheeks. Giving into the feeling, she mouthed thank you and wrapped her arms around his waist before resting her head on his shoulder.

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