#agathasays

[goodlukbabe]

@allthatglxtters

"Regina, right?" Agatha was all smiles, using that sing-song tone she always reserved for manipulation. Those who'd had even one encounter with Agatha always clocked her bullshit, and sometimes other initiatives could tell, as well. "I've heard so much about you!" Agatha sat down across the other witch, studying her closely. Intrigued. Excited. Here was her chance to steal some real power in Ivycove, something she had been missing dearly ever since she'd found herself...trapped here in this drab little town. "I'm Agatha." She smiled even wider. "We're going to be BEST friends."

[goodlukbabe]

"Well well." Agatha was obviously amused. She rarely pulled her punches, even verbally. "The mouthy teen." She hadn't seen him since she had been resurrected. Truthfully, she felt some anxiety, not understanding why she had been a ghost one second, and flesh and blood once again. She was under the impression that Rio had something to do with it, but she couldn't be sure. "Learned to use all that power yet?" She laughed, having a soft spot for the boy- but it didn't stop her from taunting him.

@ivypapercutsxo

[goodlukbabe]

@divincechoes asked:

❛  so, what brings you here today ?  ❜ ( V to anyone)

"Fun?" Agatha laughed, long and a little more loudly than necessary. "In this town?" She laughed some more, some may call it a witch's "cackle." It was almost cute, the sincerity of the person asking. "It's as dull as a doorknob, surely you must've noticed?""

@divincechoes

[goodlukbabe]

@ifyoutrvstme asked:

❛  here, i noticed you lost this earlier.  ❜ (echo for anyone)

Agatha was apprehensive at first, absent-mindlessly drawing her hand to her neck as she always did. To her surprise however, she did not find the locket that hung around her neck, never leaving her person. "Is that-" She peered at what the stranger had in their hand, only to be surprised (and relieved!) that her prized possession was in this person's hand. "I see." she said, a little sarcastically pointed at her belonging having the audacity to run off from her. "Thank you." Agatha wasn't usually one to show thanks, but this was a lucky find, and the witch knew it. "Where, did you find it?"

@ifyoutrvstme

[starrcrxssed]

@rocklansd (agatha and daphne)

"Damn it, damn it, damn it!" Agatha was pacing the floor, practically burning a hole in the rug. "I can't make it work." It was all rhetorical of course, not caring who was listening or feeling any need to elaborate. "Just...sparks..." The witch was clearly struggling with something, wringing her hands together as she stared out the window. "Why can't we leave here?" Her tone was terse, as she addressed Daphne specifically this time. "Who are you, anyway?" Agatha surveyed her roommate, if that's who she was. "Pretty, young thing." At least focusing on this stranger, this cell mate, took her mind off of her turmoil.