Allison Hargreeves (![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
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recklessthings2019-11-10 10:57 am
rumorate) wrote in recklessthings2019-11-10 10:57 am
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It almost doesn't seem like her answer registers, since he busies himself with pulling out a mug, finding the bag of coffee beans someone (Allison? Vanya? Or, who knows, maybe Klaus stole it) left in the pantry in the last few days.
When it comes to all the ways his siblings' lives have changed, Five has a cheat, at least, with Vanya's book. He read all the scraps of newspapers and magazines that survived whatever cataclysm destroyed their city, everything that wasn't too charred to make out. He'd been bored, partly, and desperate, mostly: for information about what happened, for information about his siblings, for a sign, for anything. Allison was the easiest to find information about, for obvious reasons. There were enough tabloids about her life that a disproportionate number survived the apocalypse, though it was hard to say how much of them was real and how much was bullshit.
He shoots her a sideways look at the apology, halfway inscrutable and halfway disdainful. Like, he's not sure how he feels about being apologized to like this, but also, he's angry on principle. Stop wasting his time, or something.
"Well, no need to stop on my account. I'm not staying long."
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Because while she knows Five has this big mission he's trying to solve, she doesn't know what that means once the solving is done. Is he going to stick around or is he going to disappear again? Allison isn't entirely sure which she would prefer, given that Five is Five and has seemed to become even more of an asshole with age, but she is curious about what he's going to do once the problem is solved.
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He'd meant, at this moment, the room. And he actually stops, giving Allison his attention for her answer.
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It's hard to tell when someone is a man on a mission, and he hasn't exactly been devoting a lot of time to restoring his sibling bonds. She's not judging, she just would like to know what to expect before other members of the family get their hopes up.
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Truth is, he doesn't know. Hasn't thought out that far. Saving his siblings and the world has been his top priority for so long that it's consumed every part of him. He did whatever he had to do, became whatever he had to be, to get back here. To stop the apocalypse.
Where would he go, if he didn't stay home? What else has he wanted for decades, but to be home again? On the other hand, staying means...staying. And his brothers and sisters don't know yet what kind of person he's become.
They wouldn't even want him to stay once they know, and he wouldn't blame them.
"What do you care, all of a sudden?"
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Okay, true, Allison has never been the most attentive of sisters. But she's trying to be better at that, trying to be a better person and not just float through the world concerned with only her own needs.
"You were gone for fifteen years, Five. You've been back all of a day. You haven't exactly stood still long enough to ask you any probing questions. Which is great if you want to avoid us, but don't assume we don't care just because we haven't figured out how to keep you from teleporting away."
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Like he's given them any kind of chance to say they missed him, like he's stayed put long enough or put away his prickliness enough to have any kind of real conversation with anyone. Like he's allowed himself to think, in years (in decades), that they care about his being gone or want him back.
The thought used to comfort him, alone in the apocalypse. Later, it was painful, thinking how they wouldn't recognize or understand him anymore. After the Commission, it became unbearable.
There's nothing of their sibling left in him, is the thing. He isn't the brother they lost. He never grew up into the good person they all wanted to become. He became the Commission's perfect murder weapon, and a monster like that can't call claim to anyone's love.
"How long, exactly, did you look for me again? Didn't think you'd noticed I was gone."
He doesn't ask because he cares (he doesn't; he doesn't; he doesn't), but to hurt her, to close the conversation all the faster.
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She does her best to keep it off her face as she tried to weigh an answer, one that wouldn't give away the vacancies in her memory (because everything is a chess match with Five, one way or another. Even when they weren't sparring he was always looking for a sparring partner), but it's hard to find something that won't give it all away.
(On the one hand, she knows she tended to be self-centered and self-focused. Insufferable and narcissistic, was what Hargreeves always said. At the same time, she isn't sure how long Hargreeves would have let them look before it became unproductive.)
"What did you expect us to do? Build a time machine and travel fifteen years into the future to find you?"
Yes. Because attacking him clearly seems to be the way to go. Good job, Allison.
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"Yeah," he says. "That's what I thought."
And he turns his back on her like it doesn't matter, going back to preparing that cup of coffee so he can get the hell out of here.
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Maybe he's gotten a little older, despite his youthful appearance. Maybe he's learned a few new skills and seen a few more horrors, but he's still the same asshole. And Allison honestly doesn't have time to be his emotional punching bag today, so she gets up from the couch and goes to head back to her room.
"When you decide what you want out of us, Five? Feel free to let us know."