𝄢 S W A N S O N G

            it’s easy enough to recognize her. perhaps, if he weren’t running a private investigation on the hargreeves he wouldn’t have recognized her on passing. but alas, this little run-in with vanya wasn’t a complete accident. he had been casing her and her family for some time. learning each of their routines and daily activities within a couple of days. he hadn’t, however, planned on her to notice him or more specifically, the many doubles of him spread through the city. when it came to profiling someone it had been proven it was easier to simply create copies of himself to keeps tabs of the person. blinking as if he’s confused, his head tilts to the side in curiosity.  

 ❛  wait…you’re vanya hargreeves, aren’t you? i’ve recently read your book. i must say, i’m a fan.  ❜

                if it’s meant as a distraction, it succeeds brilliantly.  her eyebrows lift, her expression softens, and a hint of what might even be a smile curls at the corners of her lips.  even when the book was brand new, it was rare that she was recognized on the street.  in truth, even when she had been touring with it and small, sparse crowds would show up to her readings, she can’t remember a time when anyone described themselves as a FAN.  it’s so unexpected that it makes her almost self-conscious, despite her quiet delight.

            ❛  it’s no different than a human investigating a human.  ❜    he doesn’t mean to sound like smart-ass ( okay, he does but that’s beside the point ) when the young woman is only curious. most humans were, he had found upon being assigned to the DPD, baffled by the idea of an android being actively involved in ongoing criminal investigations. some even hostile to the very idea. it was something connor struggled to understand the reasoning for. would they not prefer that these investigations be handled with top-notch efficacy? hands folding behind him, the RK800 brown eyes briefly flick around the room before settling on vanya.

            ❛  now…if you could tell me about your family’s android. has grace ever acted strangely?  ❜  

                 “ -- right, sorry.”

                                    truth be told, she feels like there’s a little more to it than that, but she doesn’t argue.  they have people for this kind of thing, and she assumes that most of them are employed at cyberlife.  besides, if the police are allowing it, she assumes they’ve accounted for any possibilities.

                 his inquiry brings her focus back to the issue at hand, and she notes privately that she’s glad he called her by name.  most of the officers she’s spoken to called her, at most, by her model number.  BUT SHE’S ALWAYS BEEN MOM TO THE HARGREEVES CHILDREN.

                THE SIGHT OF HIM IS JARRING.  her rational mind immediately points out that it makes sense for him to be here -- klaus’ drug problems started young, and in truth, she is relieved to know that he is seeking some form of help ( whether or not it’s by choice, she isn’t sure, but the sentiment remains. )

                 however there is another side of her, a purely emotional facet of her psyche, that feels as though she has been invaded.  choosing to attend therapy was a large and shaky step for vanya.  consenting to group therapy even more so.  opening up to strangers was much harder face to face than it had ever been behind her typewriter.

                 “oh, hey, thanks for stopping by. -- name?”

( repost, don’t reblog. )

ONE ( NAME / ALIAS ):  peach / jude TWO ( BIRTHDAY ):  june 20 THREE ( ZODIAC SIGN ): gemini FOUR ( HEIGHT ):  5′4" FIVE ( HOBBIES ):   writing, drawing, singing random songs like julie andrews  SIX ( FAVOURITE COLOUR(S) ):  teal and gray SEVEN ( FAVOURITE BOOKS ):  the abhorsen series by garth nix, and neil gaiman’s sandman EIGHT ( LAST SONG LISTENED TO: ):  the disappearance of the girl -- phildel NINE ( LAST FILM WATCHED ):  captain marvel and it was, in short, my actual jam TEN ( INSPIRATION FOR MUSE ):  i gotta be honest, if i tailor made an oc based on my muse preferences, it wouldn’t have hit as many of my buttons as vanya does lmao ELEVEN ( DREAM JOB ):  i’d love to work for a non profit that helps promote lgbtq+ friendly spaces and health care TWELVE ( MEANING BEHIND YOUR URL ):  apochestral is a portmanteau of ‘apocalypse’ and ‘orchestral’ ; i also saved ‘orchestruction’ bc i thought of it first and it blends better but it sounds sillier to me ( maybe one of these days i’ll have a poll and decide whether to change it )

            PLOTTING CALL.  similar to the last post, but this is for folks who don’t want a random starter and instead want me to pop into ims and plan out a thing between our muses.  you want to talk about relationships?  i got you.  you just wanna have an idea of what kinda thing we’ll be writing?  i still got you.

           INBOX CALL.  like this post if you would like me to drop into your inbox with some random interaction from vanya.  could be lyrics.  could be just an idea i have for our muses.  might be silly.  who knows?  you will, if you like this post.  ( jazz hands )

                     “... i don’t really know how to make it work.  the first time was an accident, and it was -- ”

                                          IT WAS FRIGHTENING.  she isn’t even sure she wants to believe what she’s suddenly capable of.  normal was miserable, but at least she knew what it meant.  she hadn’t even been sure she ought to bring it up at all.  ( she still isn’t. )