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Ok, so...

[ All five and a hair feet of him squinting as he processed once again waking up in a weird situation that made no sense. ]

What exactly is your plan? I mean we can't just...stay here. In this "vacuum" or whatever you called it.

[ Can he ever just have one normal day? No Viktor. No you cannot. ]

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Oh heeeyy, Vee~ Imagine meeting you here. This isn't my first go-around with this. You just direct any pressing questions to me, okay? It's fine. It'll all be fine. Probably. Maybe.

Klaus! [ Viktor blinks and shakes the thought out of his head softly. How did…? Never mind. ]

I guess as long as Five isn’t about to appear and tell us that this place is about to implode we don’t need a plan for now.

[ Do any of them even know what to do if the world isn’t ending? ]

I wonder if it’s just us.

[He grins and gives a little finger wave.] It's meee.

Time will tell. Sometimes we're on our lonesome in these parts. But at least for now we've got each other. Maybe the others will follow in soon.

In the meantiiiime, what should we do to celebrate our pause on the apocalypses... apocalypsi? What IS the plural of apocalypse, honestly?

I'm glad it's you, Klaus. [ He meant it, too. Klaus, despite being the incarnation of chaos, was loyal, and in his own way, predictable. ]

Maybe its like platypus. Or moose. I don't think anyone thought we'd have to worry about a word for more than one Apocalypse.

[ Clearly whoever added Apocalypse to the dictionary had never met the House of Hargreeves. For the most part, Viktor also wished this.

A glimmer of sadness crosses his eyes. ] In the meantime, I think we should find something to drink, and a park with a nice shady spot for two.

Really? [Well, that's a shock. He's used to being an afterthought. But... well, if anyone can understand that, it's Viktor.

He laughs a little and nods his agreement.] Yeah, I guess they never really were aiming for more than one, huh?

Sounds pretty good to me. Pick your poison?

Sissy taught me how to make a pretty badass moonshine, if you know a place we can be alone for awhile.

[ He grins mischievously. ] She's not coming back... so, I might as well drink to her honor.

[ Clearly he is in denial about this but also not seeking a therapy session. ]

Ohh, color me intrigued. [He practically sings the words, just as much as he speaks them, grin wide, eyes bright.]

Oh, sure, I know a place.

[Despite many hours of mandatory therapy for various reasons through the years, Klaus is definitely not the type best to be doling out love advice— he lost what feels like might have been his only chance at it, too.]

[Taylor's a little amused as she watches]

That will get easier. I mean at least it should. As for staying here? Wouldn't that be boring? I mean this place doesn't even have a decent beach, or booze.

Okay so it's missing a lot more, 'cause I mean rock walls several hundred feet up are fun too. This place? Is deader than the library in Alexandria. [She smirks a little.] Besides, looks like you're the kind of person that likes having others around even though you want to be alone right? You look like the introvert type. [Taylor's not trying to be mean or anything, she's just really hyper today, blame having had gone cliff jumping earlier]

[ Viktor listens, silently nodding about how no booze was probably going to be a problem. He was more of a forests and open prairies kind of guy. ]

I mean, you’re not wrong. I wonder how much of that is because I’m used to being alone. It’s nice having people around, I just don’t really know what to say to them.

[ He smiles politely, rubbing the back of his head, hoping to seem friendly and not at all like a human bomb. Maybe skipping that part for now was a good idea. ]

I’m Viktor. It’s nice to meet you.

Was it by choice? Or forced on you? [She knows the loneliness actually, being raised in a compound with trained killers and being the only kid, forced isolation sucks ass.]

Might be part of why I talk too much. [She chuckles slightly rubbing her arm.] Joys of having an over protective guardian.

[She holds out her hand] I'm Taylor, pleased to meet ya Viktor. [She grins] You share Gramp's first name. I'll have to hit ya if you smoke though. That's his vice, and ugh Cubans smell horrible. [She's smiling though, clearly joking about hitting him.]

[He rubs the back of his neck somewhat sheepishly.] No I, I don't smoke. I had a cigar with my brother for his wedding but otherwise, I've managed to avoid the habit.

[ He takes her hand and shakes it with what he assumes is the expected firmness of formality. He is so under-socialized it's not even funny. He forgets to let it go. ]

Glad to meet you Taylor. And, to answer your question... It was forced. When my father realized there was something special and unique about me he had me locked away and drugged until nothing mattered and the world ended anyways.

[ He looks awkward for a second.] Sorry, I'm -- I guess I'm not used to the conversation continuing after that.

Same. My vice is probably too much drinking, but there's no laws against drinking and surfing.

[She acts like it's good, though his grip is a little weak, or maybe she's just way too used to being around soldier types who strong arm EVERYTHING. She lets go first so he doesn't have to.]

Ugh, sounds almost like the asshole that raised me. Though I was kept more as a trophy. Which kinda ended up being his biggest mistake. [She giggled]

It's cool, could be worse. At least you and your sibling weren't pets for some creepo.

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