WHO: Allison Hargreeves + YOU
WHERE: Maurtia Falls & Nonah
WHEN: Across May
WHAT: Various prompts
WARNINGS: Hargreeves sibling appearances.




1. Maurtia Falls, Housing #2
(Beginning/Middle of the Month)

Allison's always quiet now -- having sliced vocal cords does that -- but after the dreams finally stop being shared and stop tearing the world around them into pieces, creating places, people, things, and everything one didn't want to see (or share, like her nightmares about Claire and how deeply rooted her therapists voice has stapled itself inside her head), she's even quieter at the place that is supposed to be sort of hers.

A feeling of exposure that only highlights one of too much greater distance.

At the very least she can be grateful there is always scotch in among all the things in this house.

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2. Nonah, The Coffee Shop & Others Nearby
(Anywhere in the Month)

Coffee stills happens with Vanya on a regular basis, and it's become a little smoother there, too, since Jacob showed her how to use the Mental Network. That she relies on it to give her some facsimile of a voice with her family, but most of all with Luther and Vanya. She's grown fond of the little coffee shop, though there's a freeze in her ordering the day she recognizes the girl behind the counter at the coffee shop suddenly from her, their, shared dream.

Another time, inspired by the coffee morning trip of the week and no want to actually get to her job, she ends up wandering down the streets from Vanya's place, reading the names of the stores on the doors and signs. There's a glove she'd like to have made into bracelet but she isn't entirely sure if one, it's even possible, and two, what store title would even imply someone could or would.

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3. Nonah, The Hargreeves House
* Closed until after the network post goes up
(Move In-through-end-of-Month)

Requesting a house, especially one as large as they'd applied for and been granted, feels almost too permanent.

Allison can hide it in her silence, physically imposed by her injury and self-imposed by almost two months now with few words even the way she can now, watching those of her brothers that were all in immediately bring things in, starting to make the empty space more full, and in setting up rooms that won't be touched for their siblings who every reason not to want to be there. But Allison is making them room anyway.

Rooms that won't be touched or used for anything but them. If, and when, that day ever comes.



It feels right to be closer. But something under still feels wrong. Even more than before.


[ If you'd like to request a prompt, come find me at wanderlustlover or #6353. ]