liability

genevieve hargreeves. seismokinesis.

[genhqs]

ofcgenesis‌:

her gaze lingers on genevieve a moment. despite being her ‘sister,’ gen really didn’t have a clue what the other did for a living. and she’s almost certain genevieve didn’t know what she did either. of course, it wasn’t like gen actually made a living doing anything. “lighten up, it was a joke.” she remarks, rolling her eyes. she looks away from her, standing briefly to pour herself a cup of coffee. if she was going to sit through a conversation with gen, she at least needed to be caffeinated. and maybe have a few shots of whiskey too. she stifles a laugh. it’s bitter, nearing emotionless. “why not? daddy dearest pays for everything,  last time i checked, hell doesn’t look like a cozy mansion. somebody sounds ungrateful.” she taunts. of course, she’s being flippant. she doesn’t actually enjoy living at the academy– but something’s made her stay all these years. even now, in her twenties. 

       this wasn’t how family was supposed to live, genevieve knew that much. of course,no family was perfect but everything felt so twisted in these walls that she felt like she reverted back to her childhood self, not that there was much personal growth between then and now. here was the place where she was given a number instead of a name, forced to get a tattoo as she shook the whole damn house and where she was practically ignored even after her outbursts that cried for attention. grace had done the best that she could but she was a robot and there was only so much that she could understand and help with. in genevieve’s world, nothing was ever that simple... the blonde’s eyes narrow towards genesis as her face scrunches. a sensitive soul, genevieve never did quite learn how to handle people taunting her like this; they knew exactly how to push her buttons because it was far too easy. “ungrateful? what am i supposed to be grateful for?” staring in the direction of the glasses, they begin to vibrate together very slightly. she was using her power as a sign for the other to stop prodding. no, the blonde hadn’t been looking for trouble but it sure seemed to follow her around.

[rcvenfighter]

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      they hadn’t even begun actually getting ready to save the god forsaken planet and sloane was already exhausted. it was nice seeing some of her siblings, especially because she’d missed them like crazy, but everything else had taken a toll on her– these walls held memories she’d rather forget. even the smell of the academy made her shiver, brought her back to times when she’d been young and scared. when she’d just been  ‘ number twenty-six ‘.

it was a little past three in the morning and everyone seemed to have left the common areas, which allowed the brunette to pour herself a glass of whisky and sit alone in the living room couch, enjoying the solitude– even if the tattoo on her wrist seemed to mock her now that she was back, even if thoughts of the end of the world wormed their way into her mind. it felt good to spend a moment with herself. she knew she was pushing it when she lit a cigarette and took a long drag, but she couldn’t quite care ; instead blowing out ringlets and hoping to get just a tiny bit drunk, enough to keep her sleeping soundly in preparation for tomorrow.

[genhqs]

              the mansion reeked of responsibility, responsibilities that genevieve had neither asked for nor wanted. saving the planet did nothing for the egos in the house and seen as she was more destructive than constructive, she had decided herself that she wasn’t meant to take part in anything. they were dangerous, some more than others but it never made any sense for her to medal. of course, the blonde was scarred for the world to end; she hated the person that she was at the moment and to think that this was what she was and will ever be scared her half to death. she didn’t want to be this screwed up nor distant from everyone but she was constantly doubting that her siblings even wanted to be around her after the way they had grown up together. despite her needy personality, genevieve did seem to be an alone wolf that had trouble connecting with people and even herself.

                   unable to sleep, the woman took her jacket and proceeded to jog down the stairs before catching sight of sloane. “are you going to be sharing that?” she called out from behind, arms folded to keep herself warm as possible before taking a seat in front of the other. “i don’t have training tomorrow so i believe this is a good time to get shitfaced.” nervous laughter escaped her; she didn’t want to get rejected by the other.

[ofcgenesis-deactivated20190315]

genesis has never been a morning person. and, dealing with her first thing in the morning would tell you that straight away. she’s just slightly more irritable than usual and twice as lethargic. she lets out a huff, plopping into a seat. her hair’s an absolute mess. “10am is too early to do anything,” she remarks to the other, relaxing in her seat. genesis had this ability to make herself perfectly at home wherever she was. she didn’t even bother changing out of her pajamas. “ya’ know, i dated a girl once that would wake up every morning at 6am, without fail, to go out for a run.” she snorts a little laugh. “if that isn’t class a showing off i don’t know what is.”  genesis pauses, before looking at the other, with a sleepy gaze. “i’m sorry, what were you saying?” 

[genhqs]

      genevieve didn’t feel like she was a morning or evening person; everything depended on her mood in the moment. it had been a relatively easy morning all things considered until she felt the irritability in the other. the tall blonde had a rather short fuse and if someone else’s energy was negative, it seemed to reflect onto her. “you do realise that you’re probably not talking to the best person about this, right? i’m an athlete, i do the exact same thing.” she didn’t blame the other for forgetting; she assumed that very few of her ‘siblings’ knew what she did for a living. yes, there was too many of them but it was seemingly easy for them to keep up with the gossip from the outside world. “i believe showing off is better than sitting on your ass in this hell hole, but each to their own.” her passive aggression felt uncontrollable at the time; it was no secret the gifted child’s fuse was a short-circuit.

[hollwsoul-deactivated20190607]

          Being back was like poking a wound and hoping it would stop bleeding. She looked around the room, feet propped up on the coffee table, coffee mug in hand. The voice inside of her head whispered at her to leave, leave, never return.

“It’s not me you have to convince,” she snorted into her mug looking at the other above the rim of it. “Maybe the world ending is a good thing?”

[genhqs]

             genevieve had exhausted herself at training so she found herself lying on the couch just wanting to zone out from it all. sibling after sibling were talking about the supposed inevitable and she was extremely worried; this wasn’t the person she wanted to be, she didn’t want to be this miserable and insecure when it came to her own personality. “you’re really not helping my mood right now. i’m trying to elevate my mood so the entire house doesn’t implode so can both of you just shut up?” she stressed to the other before the one talking about their awaited doom and gloom. “how can you say it’s a good thing?”

[illvsivn]

“you ever wonder what it would’ve been like to be born a normal person ?” the red headed gifted girl inquires out loud. “i feel as if life would be so much easier.” she added with a quick shrug. “seriously though i wouldn’t have to worry about half or even a tenth of the things i do now.” aspen continued, the other seemed to be listening so she took this as the perfect moment to share her thoughts. “i may have it under control for the most part. but this entire thing is such an inconvenience sometimes.” she couldn’t say this about all the abilities, she even considered most to be quite fun, but her own often felt more like a curse than anything. 

[genhqs]

         “wow. it’s like you haven’t been listening to my thoughts for all these years, aspen.” shaking her head, the blonde sighed and plonked herself on the couch. you would think that she would use her power for something useful, she thought to herself. “i believe this has been a recurring theme for my entire existence. to think that the world of sport considered to not let me compete just because i can shake shit? they’re absolutely wild.” it was clear that even with the years away from the mansion, genevieve still hadn’t hit maturity. there was never any room for growth in this environment and being a hargreeves child always came with this feeling of being suffocated. “i feel like we would have had normal disappointments. our father may still have been absolutely shit but at least he would have given us actual names, or even a made up celebrity one but at least that takes creativity.” genevieve was a bitter one, she always had been.

[genhqs]

it’s eleanor with #2 of my children number 21 also known as GENEVIEVE.

number TWENTY ONE, also known as GENEVIEVE HARGREEVES was born in 1995! SHE has always been known for their SEISMOKINESIS! they identify as CISFEMALE and are PANSEXUAL. they have been called FOCUSED as well as HOT-HEADED and just so happen to resemble JENNY BOYD!

number 21 always had a problem with never been named. it was something that was given to someone to make them feel like a person and something reginald hargreeves never gave to any of them. she was just another freak of nature that someone didn’t want and that’s how she would feel her entire life.

one of the older kids named her genevieve for its meaning ‘woman of the race’ to give her a sense of importance after a meltdown she had when she was younger. she used to cringe at being called twenty one in her life and it did anger her.

she wasn’t at all well behaved in the mansion growing up and she often found herself being reprimanded by reginald a lot. she didn’t want to belong here, she just wanted to be normal, have a proper birth certificate, no power, just love. 

it wouldn’t have come as a surprise to many to learn that whilst growing up, she would have freakouts for attention. however, that just lead her to be moved outside for the night so the building wouldn’t collapse.

her power is seismokinesis so it’s vibration based. she can make a scene and she knows it; she has used it time and time again to gain attention, to stand out in the sea that was the mansion of her ‘siblings’ but she never got it; all she became was a liability.

she did go on missions but due to misbehaviour, reginald forced her to stay at home. of course, genevieve was never good at following rules, especially ones set out by that man so she proceeded to take up running during those times. it made her feel free and seemed to calm her down. it was just her by herself doing a mundane activity that people did and it felt like she was escaping, even if it was only for an hour.

it lead her to a career in sports. of course, the officials were very skeptical of her competing as she’s otherwise known as ‘gifted’ but since it doesn’t enhance her performance, she’s clear to run. however, if she’s ever caught manipulating the field with her powers, she’ll receive a ban for life and that would be her life over.

little girls coming up to her saying how much they find her an inspiration makes her cry. she doesn’t want to give off the impression she’s soft but she can’t help it; someone out there thinks that she has done a good job and that’s so rewarding to her.

her mentality is very much on par with the younger siblings and she doesn’t act her age at all. she is known for partying a little too hard and gets into trouble for it with her coach. she does sabotage herself, she often does but even with a profession she still lacks purpose.

whenever she comes back tot he mansion, she feels like she did when she was ten; just another problem.

she;s pansexual but most of her relationships have been with girls. her girlfriend broke up with her last year after she had a freak out and ended up breaking several of their kitchen wear, including a bowl that her girlfriend’s late mother gave to her... she apologised profusely but wasn’t able to get her back.

genevieve tries too hard to get her ‘siblings’ to like her but her inability to control her emotions and tempter just pushes them away.

don’t nickname her; just call her genevieve; someone was kind enough to give it to her so she plans on using every syllable. 

she also loves the sound of her own voice so will talk just for the sake of talking. she still feels like she has to battle for attention and this is one of the ways she did it when she was younger.