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cecil-halifax:

Damn. If only he were as convincing as he was entertaining. “Eh, it’s not that important, anyway,” He said, waving a hand dismissively at her final answer. Sometimes it was annoying how she seemed to talk down to him all the time. Was it so hard to believe the boy might want to read a book? “Guess I’ll stick to my usual hobbies of starting food fights and, uh, sticking thumbtacks on teachers’ seats,” He deadpanned.

Her eyebrows raised. “While I don’t condone any form of your... recklessness, those seem a little cliched. I’d expect something a little more creative from you.” She tilted her head, looking him up and down as his sarcasm flew quietly over her head to join all of the other subtle insinuations that she had missed in her lifetime.

#c:cecil

bigfootdean:

“Nah, nah… I think it is Arthur. Pretty sure I read that somewhere.” At her words, though, the dopey look slipped from his face, replaced with a frown. He’d heard it before, but everytime someone flung the D-word at him, it kinda stung. “I’m not. Just because I don’t know as many fancy words as you, that doesn’t make me dumb.” He was generally a pretty laidback, positive kind of gu, who loved spending time with the members of the Spook Squad more than anythingy, but right now? He suddenly found himself wanting to be alone in his room with an ounce or two.

Beverly released a small huff of frustration, as though she was deflating -- Arthur, really? Her West Pine peers drove her to her wits’ end with their plain idiocy so often. “No, it’s definitely Albert.” Her brow furrowed at his words. Accompanying them was a kind of sharpness that cut at their otherwise casual conversation and whittled it into a small trophy, into which was carved 500th Conversation Unexpectedly Turned Sour. Beverly wanted to smash the shelf that this accolade and the others of it’s kind stood on in the periphery of her mind with a clenched fist, knuckles burning white hot. “That’s not why I called you dumb. It’s just you have a surprising lack of general knowledge. I ask because this would be rather concerning if it was a recent development.”

#c:duke

daphneiismss:

So strange was all Daphne could think to herself as Beverly responded back, not even sure how she was going to answer for a moment. Most of the time she viewed Beverly as more of a robot, and had become a bit accustomed to the responses she got from her. Nevertheless, it never failed to amaze her how she came up with what she did. “I’m sure if you tell enough people it’ll gain traction.” Daphne assured with a nod of her head, wanting to move away from the subject. “Oh? Maybe don’t let the religious kids hear you say that.” At the mention of a favor, Daphne’s eyebrow perked up. This ought to be good. “Sure, what is it?”

“I’ve been attempting that strategy. It hasn’t been doing too well for me thus far,” she said, wave of her hand flitting away the thought all together. It bothered her that her peers often ignored her suggestions as to how they could streamline their lives, despite the fact that these were, almost always, never requested. “I’ve given them a seminar about it already. They didn’t seem too appreciative, honestly -- animating web presentations takes a fair amount of effort that none of them cared to acknowledge.” She sucked in a breath, unsure if she wanted to verbalise what this favour exactly was. “Well... I’ve passed your work a few times. In the art room. I think, I can’t rem-- Anyways. That’s irrelevant. I was wondering whether you would consider... teaching me? Something about art, that is. Creating it, specifically. Only I’ve never found it in me to--,” she fumbled for a word, fingers rubbing together as though it would materialise between them, “to make anything that’s so... beautiful.” Beverly paused, looking up at her for some response -- hopefully a positive one.

#c:daphne

believeinduke:

duke quickly steps in line, knowing that getting left behind by beverly meant never catching up again. “oh, uh, no, nothing too important. i’ve been sleeping pretty regularly, doing my homework… what about you? i haven’t seen you around much lately… you or the rest of the squad for that matter.”

“That’s good. I’ve been stuck in the labs, actually -- I’ve been working on something. I suppose there’ll be a meeting soon, it has been a while since we’ve had one.”

#c:duke

wyatt-fisher:

The next photo was enough to stir something in Wyatt; his eyes widened in admiration, smirk still present. “If I knew you were packin’, B I would’ve hit you up a long time ago.” Jokes aside, the prank itself was crude, and even though Bev had a little bit of a reputation, she didn’t necessarily deserve this. “Do you need help deleting it? I know my way around hook-up apps.” Fingers motioning for the phone, his was was outstretched, with a softer look – something more sympathetic.

She rolled her eyes, rise and fall of her chest slowing to a pace more conducive to maintaining a healthy heart rate. “I’m not sure what you mean by ‘packin’, though I can only assume it’s something I don’t want to know. Yes, actually -- it’s surprisingly hard to navigate these things. Here.” She handed the phone to him, trusting in the soft crinkles his smile left in its wake that he was genuinely trying to help her.

#c:wyatt #irrelevant gif lol

kieratalks:

“…Ahuh.” Kiera said. She found herself mystified ninety percent of the time when she was talking to Beverly, and she was a straight A student. Maybe she did need to read more, and up her own vocabulary. What the hell did ‘ideologically opposed’ mean? She shook her head a little. “Right. Because saying like and literally all the time creates misunderstanding.” Kiera said with a little smirk.

"Yes, exactly,” she said, nodding. “I’m glad you’ve come to agree with me.” The small tilt upwards that pulled at Kiera’s lip was not one that eyes as predisposed to glossing over the finer details (in attempt to capture what was real and true) as Beverly’s would catch. She smiled a little herself, somewhat pleased that she’d managed to convince Kiera.

#c:kiera

kieratalks:

“Well, it’s my opinion. Take it or leave it.” Kiera shrugged, smiling. “Ahuh. Sure.” Kiera said, drawing out the last word as long as she could. “You just hate being there, huh?” She grinned. “You’re there for the benefit of others.” She shook her head a little, still grinning. “I mean, did you always sound like you - metaphorically - swallowed a dictionary?”

“Well, hate is a rather strong word. I would say I’m ideologically opposed to the format in which the group is run and part of its premise, though attending meetings has -- at times -- been enjoyable.” Beverly revelled in this unwaveringly balanced view she took on things. To her, each sentence was begging to be ripped open: surgically eviscerated until all that remained was its cold, trembling carcass, large hollows where emotion and irrationality once lay. “Yes, I suppose so. I was raised to be very eloquent -- to use words precisely for what they mean rather than create... misunderstanding.”

#c:kiera

cecil-halifax:

Her descriptor was almost laughable, especially when they were both in a club that was literally dedicated to proving the “far fetched”. Nevertheless, he knew what she was getting at. “Y’never know with that woman,” He said. “And what are you talking about, ‘past evidence’? That was only… What, once? Twice?” Three times? His English teacher never said they couldn’t use library books for the blackout poetry project, after all. “Nah. I’m a new man,” He promised, though there wasn’t much to vouch for that, considering the story he’d just told. “I’ll get it back to you exactly the same way.”

“’Once, twice’ is enough evidence to sway me to decline your request. I suggest you try Amazon or one of the others like it to find... which book is this?” She shook her head, firmly retaining her position. “It’s a no, I’m afraid, Cecil. Though I do think it’s encouraging you’re pursuing education-related hobbies.”

#c:cecil

daphneiismss:

It was safe to say that Daphne Lane would never come close to understanding Beverly, especially now that she insisted on saying things so direct and exactly. It made Daphne’s eyebrows furrow with confusion and almost disbelief. “It’s because most people are aware of what exactly you mean when you say it with ‘convention’, as you’ve so simply put it. Social awareness. Emotional cognition.” Those were words her mother used in marketing quite a bit, and even those she absolutely did not like sounding like her mother, it was appropriate now. “Human emotions are not built for efficiency, unfortunately. Although if you have a time machine you can go back to Adam and Eve’s days and try to make it happen.”

Beverly tilted her head, the tick-tock of her brain dissecting the possibility manifesting itself as a finger tapping at the desk as she mulled it over, perfectly in time with that of the clock on the wall. “I suppose that makes sense, though I’d still make haste to say it’s far easier to simply say exactly what you mean rather than relying on the presupposed awareness of these various conventions by the other in your interaction. Streamlining the entire process would really make it far simpler.” Her hands had taken to gesturing themselves, becoming part of the very language she was advocating the reassembly of. “It is unfortunate indeed. The tale of Adam and Eve is another that I would claim as preposterous, so had I the liberty of a time machine, I can assure you that would not be one of my intended destinations.” Beverly paused a moment, letting the natural ebb-and-flow of their conversation carry her to the next point. “Also, I have a favour to ask of you, Daphne.”

#c:daphne

believeinduke:

duke quickly shoves his book into his bag and wraps the headphones around his phone. “right behind you!” he yells, scrambling to get to his feet and follow.

She paused a moment to allow him to catch up, before swiftly returning to her pace, which bordered on a light jog. “How are you, anyway, Duke? Anything happen since the last we spoke?”

#c:duke

kieratalks:

“It’s definitely weird.” Kiera grinned.·“But it’s cool. Everyone’s a little bit weird. I mean, none of us would be in the spook squad if we weren’t a little bit weird. Being weird makes you awesome.” She declared.·“You really can’t stop, huh? You just keep going. Were you always like this?” Kiera cocked her head a little, curious.·“Ahuh. It’s not just·‘plausible’” - she made air quotes around the word as if it might be made up -·“It’s the truth.”·

“That’s... also very subjective,” she said, running the risk of sounding like a broken record. “Make no mistake, though -- I’m in the LAC purely to supervise what would otherwise be a dangerously unregulated affair. It’s for the safety of the group.” She nodded as she spoke, as if to affirm the statement to herself as well as Kiera. “What do you mean exactly by ‘this’?”

#c:kiera

☹☮✿

☹: something that makes my muse upset

Beverly is frequently made upset by the thought that her peers at West Pine will one day become adults, left to run amok in the Real World with actual authority/responsibilities.

✇: my muse’s favorite movie, director, and/or film genre

She enjoys documentaries. Secretly, she often finds herself binge-watching conspiracy theory documentaries on YouTube until the small hours.

✿: what my muse would like to do when they’re older

Needless to say, Beverly has always pictured herself in some sort of science-related career, despite this being thoroughly at odds with her parents’ expectation that she would take over the family business when of age. She can very easily see herself in some sort of research role pertaining to one of her (many) niche scientific interests, though she’s also entertained the possibility of becoming a professor in one of these fields.

#ask meme #headcanon

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♫ burger queen / placebo

Slightly bemused by his lack of directionHey You, Hey YouCame to this world by caesarean sectionHey You, Hey YouChooses his clothes to match his pallid complexionHey You, Hey YouNow it takes him all day just to get an erection

#i couldn't resist #camhart #ask meme

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♫ nothing’s wrong / echosmith

She’s sitting alone in the chairShe covers her eyes with her hairShe smokes one last cigaretteAnd waits for the whole world to turnShe’s loving the smell in the airShe’d stop but she really doesn’t careWhat’s she to do? Wait for the whole world to burn?Cause kids like us,We don’t know when to stop

#this is such a bad fit but fuck it #daphneiismss #ask meme

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♫ everyone’s gonna get high / grouplove

Diggin’ round our heads all dayFixin’ on building a fireWe don’t know what to saySo everyone’s gonna get highEveryone’s gonna get byEveryone’s gonna get byWoah

#bigfootdean #ask meme

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♫ criminal intent / robyn

Somebody alert the authorities, I got criminal intentConspiracy to engage in lewd and indecent acts and eventsI'mma wind it, grind it, oh my, I'mma say it againSomebody alert the authorities, she’s got criminal intent

#cecilhalifax #ask meme

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♫ girls just wanna have fun / cyndi lauper

The phone rings in the middle of the nightMy father yells what you gonna do with your lifeOh daddy dear you know you’re still number oneBut girls they want to have funOh girls just want to haveThat’s all they really want Some funWhen the working day is doneGirls - they want to have funOh girls just want to have fun

#kieratalks #ask meme

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