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Vanya’s keen hearing picked up on the woman’s odd comment about the echos, but as people in this town tended to be odd, she decided to let it slip by, though it stuck in the back of her brain. “It’s never too late to learn an instrument. It’s sort of like learning a language, it’ll be harder when you’re older, but you can still learn it at any age.” She opened her violin case, fishing out a simple light blue business card. “I charge around $30 per lesson. Feel free to give me a call if you ever want to learn and we can work out a time.”

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✰.-—- boredom and clara wasn’t exactly the best combination, it always ended up in some sort of fiasco, but it was a combination that occurred far too frequently. “what do you thinks through there then?” she questioned, a smirk on her lips and twinkle in her eye as she ducked through the door. 

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Vanya’s eyes darted up from her latte. She smiled softly, hesitating before replying, “Yeah. I teach lessons, actually.” She absentmindedly stroked the side of the wand cup with her thumb, feeling the familiar wave of giddiness that usually overcame her when speaking about the violin. The instrument struck a chord within her, and it felt like the more she talked about and played it, the closer she would be to knowing who she was. “Have you ever played?”

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✰.-—- boredom and clara wasn’t exactly the best combination, it always ended up in some sort of fiasco, but it was a combination that occurred far too frequently. “what do you thinks through there then?” she questioned, a smirk on her lips and twinkle in her eye as she ducked through the door. 

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Vanya’s entire day had thrown her off of her normal, steady rythem. Her alarm clock had failed to go off, making her late for her first violin lesson of the day. It had started raining on her walk to the animal shelter, soaking her button-down. And just as she thought her day was at its rock bottom, a particularly aggressive chihuahua had gotten ahold of the sleeve of her shirt and somehow ripped it. Overwhelmed and longing for a small amount of comfort, she had ducked into a small cafe for a moment of peace. Her violin case set on the table, a subconscious barrier to make the seat opposite her seem uninviting. She sipped on a cream and sugar filled coffee, wondering how she hadn’t seen this place before. As the small bell on the door jingled, Vanya looked up at the woman who entered, tilting her head slightly as she realized she didn’t recognize her.

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✰.-—- boredom and clara wasn’t exactly the best combination, it always ended up in some sort of fiasco, but it was a combination that occurred far too frequently. “what do you thinks through there then?” she questioned, a smirk on her lips and twinkle in her eye as she ducked through the door. 

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intro!

{ellen page, female, the umbrella academy} look who is spotted around ha'ina it's vanya hargreeves, a twenty-nine year old human. they spend their time around ha'ina as a violin teacher and volunteer at an animal shelter. the last thing they remember is hitting her head while traveling back in time. and people describe them as kind, soft-spoken, & unstable. 

basic info

- full name is vanya hargreeves or number seven

- aka ‘the white violin’

- lesbian 

- born on october 1st, 1989

- occupation: violin instructor and volunteer at an animal shelter

- able to harness sound and convert it into energy (currently believes she does not have powers, also has very little control over them)

- last canon point is the violin concert events of s1

early life

- vanya was born to a mother who did not appear to be pregnant until she went into labor. she was bought by the world’s most eccentric and reclusive billionaire, sir reginald hargreeves.

- she was raised alongside her siblings (luther, diego, allison, klaus, number five, and ben) as ‘number seven’ until the age of four, when her father decided that her powers were too dangerous and unpredictable, and locked her away until he could figure out how to suppress them. 

- she was forcibly medicated to suppress her powers and manipulated into thinking she was the only ordinary member of the academy. she grew up isolated and alone. 

tua canon

- after their father’s death vanya returns to the academy for the funeral, but leaves shortly after.

- she is manipulated by a man named leonard peabody and used as a tool to exact revenge against the academy members. he throws away her medication, which she believes to be anti-depressants, and puts her into high-stress situations where she uses her powers with no control. 

- after almost killing her sister, allison, due to not having proper control over her powers, she kills leonard when he calls her weak and ordinary.

- afterwards she attends her own violin concert and causes the apocalypse by blowing up the moon. 

current

- vanya hit her head while entering ha’ina and remembers nothing but her name

- she has been searching for any information about her past desperately

- she was surprised to learn that she knew how to play the violin via muscle memory and has taken up teaching others as a way to earn money

- because she is not on her medication, she has access to her powers, but often thinks of using them as a coincidence (ex. when she is startled by a loud clap of thunder, her windows break, and she wonders what hit them)