oi!

Lila Pitts.

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where: the hotel’s sauna room who: Lila and open!

Lila really couldn’t believe her luck. The hotel wasn’t exactly five star - far from it, in fact, considering she’d found a cockroach under her pillow the night before - so when she discovered the sauna it felt like some kind of blessing. She sent a quiet prayer of thanks up to any god that was listening and resolved to spend her afternoon in a room full of steam, sweating out her tension.

She needed to relax, to unwind, to just have a moment by herself for once where she wasn’t worried about anything, past, present or future. 

The blissful quiet didn’t last long, however. There was a creak of the door being opened, and Lila cracked open one eye to get a look at who was interrupting her much-needed alone time. 

“Oh good, it’s you.” She said dryly. 

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hello-as-goodbye​:

Klaus chortled with amusement as her stomach growled loudly, pulling both the their own and the bartender’s eyes straight towards her. 

“We’re about to run out of peanuts” they continued, as though she had not already signalled the bartender to bring them something else. It took them a moment to catch up with the world around them; and seemed to be doing that a lot more lately. Since the time ‘jump’ and landing in this new ‘reality’ or whatever anyone wanted to call it.

“He’s glaring at you right now” Klaus pointed out, “so either we aren’t getting any food, or he’ll be spitting in our hamburgers”.

Her apology appeared to be sincere. Klaus tilted their head slightly, observing the other closely before shrugging dramatically. “I’ve lost count of the amount of times someone has tried to kill me. If I held a grudge against everyone who had given it a shot over the years, I’d never get laid again, but I digress” they grinned cheekily, “when is shit not fucked up?”

🍒💣

Lila smirked and flipped the bartender off, probably sealing the deal on the burgers being spat in. 

“We’ll live,” She said.

“You have a point. It’s pretty much par for the course with us.” If she wasn’t used to truly crazy shit happening to her and around her by now, she never would be. 

“Diego spoke about you, y’know,” Lila said. If there was one thing she’d learned about Diego, it was how fond he was of his siblings - not that he’d never admit it aloud. Street cred, and all that. Lila would always be kind of jealous of the fact that he had a family he cared about so deeply. “You always sounded fun. Wish our first meeting had gone a little better.”

She had a feeling that the two of them would get along, somehow.

“You up for a do over?” 

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number4-estelle​:

“You better not push me in again, this jacket isn’t supposed to get wet.” Estelle laughs before sitting cross-legged next to her sister. She doesn’t want to get too close to the water, but she did enjoy the smell of the chlorine. “I have no idea what this is about really, honestly Im starting to think this is all just an elaborate prank to test us.” Estelle says with a small smirk on her face. Sel put her hand in the water and moved it around a little. None of the last few days have felt totally real, but this water felt real enough to ground her a little. “I thought once we got here, things would make more sense, but so far it makes less sense every second.” She sighs and dries her hand off on her jeans, looking over at her sister to see if she had any thoughts.

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“This being a test would track, I think,” Quinn says. She kicks her feet back and forth beneath the water and watches the ripples the movement creates. 

“Yeah, this is all sort of crazy,” She agrees, “Hopefully we get answers soon.” She leans closer to Sel and bumps their shoulders together. “But, hey, at least we’re in this together, right?” 

“And we may as well take full advantage of the accommodations while we’re here. I am going to drink all of those tiny bottles of alcohol in my room’s minifridge.” 

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where: the swimming pool of the hotel who: Quinn and Estelle ( @number4-estelle​ )

The pool was too quiet - there was nobody swimming, and there were no signs of any children running around and screaming and laughing and pushing one another into the water. It felt wrong.

Quinn sat down at the side of the pool and kicked off her shoes. Once she’d rolled up the hem of her pants to her knees, she dipped her feet into the water and sighed.

She heard somebody approach and glanced over her shoulder to see one of the very few people she’d actually been hoping to see. She gave her sister a smile and gestured for her to join her. 

“The water’s great,” She said, “I promise I won’t push you in.” She’d done that before, in the past, enough times that she’d earned a reputation for it. 

“What do you think all of this is about?” Quinn gestured around them, at the hotel at large.

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neonmooned​:

Of course Lila wasn’t on top of Luther’s list of favorite people. She wasn’t on it at all. Not yet, at the very least. He didn’t mind that she seemed to make Diego happier when the pair weren’t bickering over something. On the other hand she was one of the few people he knew here outside of his family so she was as good of a drinking buddy as any.

Upon her question he gives her a side-glance of a look. “ Do you mean dying ? Because he’s already done that once already…so I would say this is not something he usually does. ” 

He opens the bottle and takes a long swig out of it to add emphasis onto how crazy he himself felt the situation was at the moment. It was strange that Luther didn’t feel anything now except an ounce of anger. He had already mourned his father once and accepted that he was gone. This time it left him feeling strangely empty and endlessly confused.

Better not to think too much about it.

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 “I mean, dying twice is kinda impressive, innit?” Lila starts peeling the label off of her beer as she speaks, “Can’t say I know many people who’ve done that.”

She pauses, “Well. I suppose my mum technically did die twice. Hopefully it sticks this time.” 

She holds a hand out for the whisky bottle and looks at him imploringly; she’s going to need something much stronger to get through the rest of the day. Once he hands her the bottle, she tips it back and takes a drink from it that honestly lasts a little too long.

Lila gasps a little bit when she finally comes up for air. 

“Now that’s the good stuff.” She says, wiping the back of her hand over her mouth. 

“So, uh.” She levels him with a look, “How are you... feeling about all this?” 

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neonmooned​:

His frame was taking up the entrance of the doorway. Enough so that he had to slightly turn sideways to step in a bit more. Of course she hadn’t exactly invited him in. Luther was still trying to gather exactly what was going on. He both did and didn’t want to think too hard about the fact that there were people from separate timelines here. Or so he was being told.

“Right…there’s more than one academy.” He wonders if this girl led a similar life to his own family. Ranked in sequential order of how their own Reginald seemed fit. “Umbrella academy. Also you can keep it – the room, I mean.”

“I’m Luther, by the way.” He offered out a hand to the girl. Might as well make the best of the situation as he could.

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 “Ah, the Umbrellas.” Quinn held back an amused snort. She supposed the name of her academy wasn’t really better, but she wasn’t sure how something named the Umbrella Academy could strike fear in the hearts of evildoers. 

She approached him and shook his hand, “Quinn. Number seven.” 

She took a step back and crossed her arms over her chest, taking a moment to really get a good look at him. She let out a low, impressed whistle.

“I hope you don’t mind me saying, but you are impressively large, man.” She grinned up at him, “Vat is your ability? Is it strength-related? I bet it is.” 

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where: the billiards room of the Hotel Oblivion who: Quinn and Klaus ( @hello-as-goodbye​ )

Quinn could spot others like her from a mile away. It was sort of an innate ability - likely developed as a direct consequence of the people she’d hung out with in her youth.

Which is why, when she spotted the man with the hand tattoos, she figured he was the person to be talking to. 

She found him in the billiards room - not playing pool, just leaning against the table and looking slightly forlorn. She approached him and took a seat on the table beside him. 

“You holding?” She asked, casual. After the day she’d had, she really needed to get high. 

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where: the lobby of the hotel, literal minutes after finding out about all this bullshit who: Lila and Diego ( @throw-diego-throw​ )

Lila didn’t know what to do about seeing him again.

Last time they’d seen each other, she’d technically been trying to kill all of his siblings - and she’d thought he’d betrayed her. She knew better, now, of course, but there really was no protocol for what to do after kidnapping your boyfriend from the timeline, losing him, finding out his brother killed your parents, trying to kill said brother, who subsequently ended up inadvertently saving her life anyway by rewinding time after she got shot by her own mum - 

It was a lot. She was still kind of processing it.

The chimpanzee told them to settle in and left them to their own devices. The lobby was filled with far too many people but she spotted him immediately through the crowd of bodies - their eyes met, and Lila felt her pulse quicken. 

She was across the room in a moment and - acting on her first impulse - she slapped him, before wrapping her arms around him in a crushing hug. She opened her mouth to say something, but the words died in her throat. She didn’t know what to say.

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hello-as-goodbye​:

Klaus had always liked this hotel, well, until they had basically told them that they had no idea who they were. That had been a bummer.

If Klaus hadn’t already made a pact with themselves about no more drunken benders, they would have been swearing never to use their services again to sleep off a hangover, or any other activities that might tickle their fancy.

“I wouldn’t know. I never tasted it sober” Klaus joked, grinning as they reached over for a handful of peanuts and shoved them into their mouth. They found that they were hungrier than usual lately.

“Water, or soda, something…” t hey muttered to the bartender, waving a hand vaguely. Klaus turned back to her for another handful of peanuts and grimaced. “How about actual food?”

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 “Good one. Glad some of you Hargreeveses have a sense of humour.” Lila laughed. Then Klaus mentioned food - and her stomach rumbled, as if on cue.

“Mm, bring us whatever you’ve got, garçon.” She said around another mouthful of peanuts. Once the bartender had trailed away (after huffing and rolling his eyes, of course), she turned in her seat to face Klaus a little better, kicking her feet against the legs of her barstool.

“Last time we saw each other I was trying to kill you,” She said apologetically, “No hard feelings though, right? I mean,” she laughed without much humour, “Shit’s a bit fucked, innit?”

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neonmooned​:

Heeding the warning Luther decides to go for something stronger instead. After all the nonsense of what was going on he felt like he needed something to drink. Beer was good but due to his size it rarely got him very drunk unless he binged them. So instead he receives whiskey – but a whole bottle of it.

“ At least there is beer, I guess.” Even he could only remain so optimistic, though.

🍒💣

“Cheers, I’ll drink to that,” Lila mutters, knocking back another swig of beer. She eyes the bottle of whisky in his hands and smirks, “A whole bottle, huh? I like your style.” 

She’s not interacted with Luther all that much, other than the time she threw him through a wall. She hopes he’s not one to hold grudges. 

“Your dad always doing crazy shit like this?” She’s referring to the letter, to the whole situation they’ve found themselves in. She flags the bartender over and orders another drink, snorts as she says: “And I thought my mum was bonkers.” 

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where: the bar of the Hotel Obsidian who: Lila and open!

The hotel smelled like mothballs and old carpet.

Lila wrinkled her nose as she took another swig of her lukewarm beer. This place felt disjointed, outside of time, a liminal space.

She was kind of obsessed with it, already.

Someone sidled up to the bar and took a seat next to her. She barely acknowledged them, just reached forward to grab the bowl of bar peanuts.

"The beer here tastes like shit." She warned them, throwing a nut up in the air and catching it with her mouth.

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flve-hargreeves​:

for  the  first  time  in  —  fuck,  who  even  knows  at  this  point,  five’s  not  wearing  his  academy  uniform.  well,  that’s  not  true.  he’s  wearing  it,  but  he  has  a  bathrobe  over  top  tied  at  the  waist  giving  the  illusion  that  he’s  not.  he’s  tired  of  this  game.  tired  of  every  attempt  they’ve  ever  made  to  fix  things  bringing  about  more   C  H  A  O  S  and  seeing  no  end  in  sight.  for  every  one  thing  they  fix?  it  seems  like  two  more  break.  he  has  half  a  mind  to  throw  the  towel  in  and  let  the  half  dozen  other  powered  strangers  who’d  showed  up  in  their  living  room  take  a  turn  at  the  whole  saving  the  fucking  planet  thing.  he  was  done.

( except  he  knows  he  isn’t.  one  way  or  another,  he  gets  sucked  back  into  the  family’s  drama  wether  he  likes  it  or  not.  )

today,  however,  he’s  refusing.  he’s  planning  on  getting  very  drunk,  ignoring  everyone  who  might  want  to  talk  strategy,  and  giving  his  nerves  a  bunch  needed  break.  he’d  fucking  earned  it,  hadn’t  he?  he  slides  into  the  seat  next  to  lila  silently,  elbows  pressing  down  against  the  cool  marble  of  the  bar-top.  he  should  probably  be  trying  to  kill  her,  given  their  history,  but  he’s  not  really  in  the  mood.  if  she  keeps  her  hands  to  herself?  he’ll  do  the  same.

“  ever  considered  that  maybe  it’s  just  your  taste  that’s  shit? ”

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 “Ever considered sucking my dick?” Lila gives him an artificially sweet smile and cocks her head to the side. She wants to strangle the little fucker (well, he’s not so little anymore, she supposes, though she doesn’t have the energy to question why that’s the case) but she manages to refrain. For the moment.

They’ve only just had all this bullshit deposited into their laps, she thinks they’ve earned a break from trying to kill each other.

She waves the bartender over, asks for something stronger. A tray of shooters (the liquid contents of which look potent, and questionable) is deposited in front of them a moment later.

“So. I suppose we’re on the same side, for now.” She says, propping her chin onto her fist and lifting one of the shot glasses up in a cheers. She knocks the drink back and hisses as the alcohol burns a path down her throat.

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neonmooned​:

He was wandering the halls trying to decide which room he wanted to take. Overall Luther wasn’t particularly thrilled that they weren’t even allowed to stay in their own home….though from what he gathered it wasn’t his home anymore. Except that in a way he still felt they had a right to the Hargreeves home. As he goes to open the door he sees someone is already sitting inside.·“Oh – uh, sorry. I thought that no one would be in here.” So far the other rooms he had checked were all empty.

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It was the big one, the one with the frankly very impressive biceps. She wondered if his ability was strength related, or if it was something completely contradictory to his appearance, something unexpected.

“It is fine,” she assured him. “I am happy to find another room if you have your heart set on this one. Not particularly attached to it or anything.” 

She regarded him curiously, “Vich academy are you from, again?”

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where: one of the rooms in the Hotel Obsidian who: Quinn and open!

Quinn hovered in the doorway of the room she was going to be calling hers for the next indeterminate amount of time. The decor was reminiscent of an old motel, all muted tones and way too many patterns that were offensive to the eye. It was a stark contrast to the clean lines and minimalism she'd grown up with.

She walked over to the bed and sat down on it, testing the mattress. The bedsprings squeaked in protest as she bounced on it.

"Vell, this should be fun." She sighed. She got back up to retrieve her bag from the floor and start unpacking. As she did so, something caught her eye in the corner of her vision - and she glanced up to see someone standing in the doorway.

"Can I help you?"

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where: the bar of the Hotel Obsidian who: Lila and open!

The hotel smelled like mothballs and old carpet.

Lila wrinkled her nose as she took another swig of her lukewarm beer. This place felt disjointed, outside of time, a liminal space.

She was kind of obsessed with it, already.

Someone sidled up to the bar and took a seat next to her. She barely acknowledged them, just reached forward to grab the bowl of bar peanuts.

"The beer here tastes like shit." She warned them, throwing a nut up in the air and catching it with her mouth.

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Name: Lila Pitts Aliases: Copycat Gender: Cis woman Pronouns: She/her Sexual/Romantic Orientation: Bisexual Nationality: British Hometown: London Accent: Strong East London accent Academy: Unaffiliated

Face claim: Ritu Arya Height: 1.65m Hair: Naturally black, currently bleached Eyes: Brown Tattoos: A cherry on her left hip Piercings: Multiple ear piercing Scars: Too many to count, from a lifetime of being an assassin Positive traits: + Adaptable + Unapologetic Negative traits: - Unpredictable - Insecure Fears: Dying alone. Hobbies: Making music Talents: Playing the drums, killing people

Likes: Riot girl music, flowers, sour candy, the colour red, Diego Dislikes: Jello, jazz, Five (he's growing on her though)

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Name: Quinn Nygård Aliases: The Oracle Gender: Demigirl Pronouns: She/her and they/them Sexual/Romantic Orientation: Panromantic, pansexual Nationality: Norwegian Hometown: Oslo, Norway Accent: Very strong Norwegian accent Academy: The Mirror Academy

Face claim: Florence Pugh Height: 1.61m Hair: Naturally blonde, sometimes dyed brown Eyes: Green Tattoos: A very tasteful tramp stamp of a forest landscape Piercings: Multiple ear piercings, nose piercing Scars: A long scar under chin from an incident with jumping a metal fence Positive traits: + Loving + Dedicated Negative traits:  - Attention-seeking - Obsessive Fears: Being unloved. Horses. Hobbies: Cooking Talents: Also cooking. And melting people's brains.

Likes: Her (adopted) family, being the center of attention, trollkrem (lingonberry mousse), alternative rock Dislikes: Sir Reginald Hargreeves, beer, techno music

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