[ Considering the last few hours that she does remember are simultaneously painful and fuzzy, waking up in a weird cabin is not enough to cause Vanya to immediately freak out. She's still dressed in her all-white concert attire, now smeared unevenly with dust from the bed. Glancing in a dirty mirror, she can see that her eyes are dark, back to normal, but she has a splitting headache and is partially deaf in one ear. There's also a ringing in it. That... can't be good.
Cautiously exiting the room in which she'd awoken, Vanya peers down the hallway before committing to explore. It's not any place she recognizes, nor does she have even the slightest idea how she could have gotten here. Maybe this is Five's doing? Who knows?
Maybe if she can get a good look around outside... but the door is locked. Thoroughly. Triggering a sudden onset of cleithrophobia, and the ringing in Vanya's ear starts to get worse. Nearby objects begin to rattle, and she closes her eyes, trying to calm down. Deep breaths. Focus. Getting upset over one locked door doesn't help right now.
Vanya is so focused on stilling her powers that she doesn't hear another door open behind her. Doesn't notice anyone else approaching. ]
CABIN IN THE WOODS (LOOP)
[ With the second... and third... and however many other times she awakens, Vanya's trepidation lessens and her frustration increases. Still trapped, it's getting harder to hold her volitile powers in check. But she's trying so hard to explore more of the cabin before everything in her head catches up to her.
Cabinets stocked? Check. Suspicious later of dust on everything? Check. Any broken furniture or windows repaired as if new when she awakens? ...also check. ]
BASEMENT / FIGHTY-FIGHT
[ Vanya probably should know better than to go down into the dusty, cluttered basement. Nothing good ever came from exploring these sorts of places, especially alone, but she still couldn't resist at least taking a look around. Maybe there would be a close about what's going on, since there didn't seem to be any answers in the cabin itself.
Shoving her hands firmly into her pockets, Vanya carefully maneuvers around the basement's clutter. There are a lot of curious things in the room... but a yellow music box catches her eye.
She's just about to reach out and touch it when she hears someone else descending into the basement. Alarmed, she turns to see who it is. The music box is forgotten... for now. ]
ESCAPE???
[ Finally, the captivity is too much. Vanya focuses on the tone ringing in her ear and doesn't so much blow the front door open as blow the whole door frame from the wall with the door still closed.
And out into the fog she goes. Running as fast as she can.
Vanya Hargreeves | The Umbrella Academy
[ Considering the last few hours that she does remember are simultaneously painful and fuzzy, waking up in a weird cabin is not enough to cause Vanya to immediately freak out. She's still dressed in her all-white concert attire, now smeared unevenly with dust from the bed. Glancing in a dirty mirror, she can see that her eyes are dark, back to normal, but she has a splitting headache and is partially deaf in one ear. There's also a ringing in it. That... can't be good.
Cautiously exiting the room in which she'd awoken, Vanya peers down the hallway before committing to explore. It's not any place she recognizes, nor does she have even the slightest idea how she could have gotten here. Maybe this is Five's doing? Who knows?
Maybe if she can get a good look around outside... but the door is locked. Thoroughly. Triggering a sudden onset of cleithrophobia, and the ringing in Vanya's ear starts to get worse. Nearby objects begin to rattle, and she closes her eyes, trying to calm down. Deep breaths. Focus. Getting upset over one locked door doesn't help right now.
Vanya is so focused on stilling her powers that she doesn't hear another door open behind her. Doesn't notice anyone else approaching. ]
CABIN IN THE WOODS (LOOP)
[ With the second... and third... and however many other times she awakens, Vanya's trepidation lessens and her frustration increases. Still trapped, it's getting harder to hold her volitile powers in check. But she's trying so hard to explore more of the cabin before everything in her head catches up to her.
Cabinets stocked? Check. Suspicious later of dust on everything? Check. Any broken furniture or windows repaired as if new when she awakens? ...also check. ]
BASEMENT / FIGHTY-FIGHT
[ Vanya probably should know better than to go down into the dusty, cluttered basement. Nothing good ever came from exploring these sorts of places, especially alone, but she still couldn't resist at least taking a look around. Maybe there would be a close about what's going on, since there didn't seem to be any answers in the cabin itself.
Shoving her hands firmly into her pockets, Vanya carefully maneuvers around the basement's clutter. There are a lot of curious things in the room... but a yellow music box catches her eye.
She's just about to reach out and touch it when she hears someone else descending into the basement. Alarmed, she turns to see who it is. The music box is forgotten... for now. ]
ESCAPE???
[ Finally, the captivity is too much. Vanya focuses on the tone ringing in her ear and doesn't so much blow the front door open as blow the whole door frame from the wall with the door still closed.
And out into the fog she goes. Running as fast as she can.
And back at the cabin she arrives. ]
What the hell?