#thread; tabitha

[normallyxstranger]

@echomancerforhire

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"I'll figure it out," Tabitha said, her words followed by a breathy laugh. "I mean, I don't have a lot of choice so, yeah. I'll figure it out."

Yeah, that's not reassuring.

[normallyxstranger1]

@spxnglr​ | title; the scientific method (Tabitha & Egon) | from a starter call

     “So… you’re on the scientific side of things, huh?” Tabitha bit down on her bottom lip, drawing her arms behind her back. Her eyes kept going to the side, eyeing various pieces of equipment. She didn’t really know what to call most of it. Science hadn’t been her strong point in school—fun, at times, but her interests had landed elsewhere. 

     And it was the same with ghosts, hauntings, and spirits. While other witches were well-versed in mediumship, Tabitha wasn’t. A passing interest. Now, she wished she’d paid more attention to that particular side of her magical studies and wasn’t scrambling to clean up a mess before anyone found out about it. She couldn’t face being chided by her mother yet again.

     Enter the Ghostbusters. 

     “Do you—” She didn’t know where to start. “What exactly do you do? How do you do it? Bust ghosts, I mean.”

[normallyxstrange]

@mcsaiccfmuses​​ sent: “Why is the plural of moose still moose? Why not meese?” (Tara for the new girl?)

verse; untitled | title; why not meese? (Tabitha & Tara)

     “Gods, languages are just… so messed up sometimes.” Tabitha shook her head, taking a second to push her untamed curls from her face. “Like there’s mouse and mice. And then there’s house but not hice?” When she laughed, she let out a small snort, which made her suddenly self-conscious. Her hand momentarily went to cover her mouth, but soon fell away. Her next reply was a bit more reserved, subdued. “I just mean... it should be consistent, right?”

[normallyxstranger]

"miss me? i know you did" (Tyler to Tabitha xD)

flirting/suggestive dialogue prompts // @phantom-overdose

"Missed you?" she said it with a scoff that sounded too similar to a snort and immediately regretted it. Now her cheeks were incredibly red. Yes, maybe she had missed Tyler, but Tabitha wasn't about to admit that out loud.

"You weren't gone long enough to be missed," she answered, giving him a thin smile. "I think you're assuming things again."

[normallyxstranger]

“Why do you always look away right when I catch your eyes?” (Tyler to Tabitha)

SLOW–BURN SPARKS & QUIET HEARTFIRE // @phantom-overdose

She didn't do that... did she? Maybe once or twice, when he teased her and she'd been too embarrassed to even look in Tyler's direction much less hold his stare.

So maybe Tabitha did look away, but why she did it was a mystery even to herself.

"You know," she said, purposely keeping her eyes fixed on her hands and not his face, "I don't have a single clue. Not one."

[normallyxstranger]

“  is  there  something  you  want  to  tell  me  ?  “  (Tyler to Tabitha)

RANDOM  DIALOGUE  SENTENCE  STARTERS / @phantom-overdose

I could draw him, she thought, as her eyes traced the lines of his face. A portrait in charcoal, maybe. I'd have to get more, though. Or maybe I'll just do a pencil sketch. He really does have a nice face—

Tabitha realized, with a start, that she had been staring. Pink immediately flooded to her cheeks.

"I-I don't—"

Then she realized she had absolutely no clue what Tyler had asked her. For the next few seconds, she could only stare at him like a deer in headlights, stupidly frozen. Then she gave a little jerk of her head, as if to shake it, then laughed embarrassedly.

"I, uh, I don't think so?" Put on the spot, Tabitha couldn't think.

[normallyxstranger]

@echomancerforhire from here

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Tabitha stopped rummaging through her backpack just long enough to look over at him. It wasn't the answer she expected, not that she had many expectations. But she knew toxic things well enough.

Hmm.

She cut her eyes away, silent while she searched her bag, and then— "Well, if it's a toxic thing, then it's not a good thing. The rule applies still," she said, giving herself an air of knowing—even if it was more of a personal philosophy. "But the good things—like, the really good things? Hang on to them."

Finally, she extracted the hair tie from the depths of her pack and began pulling her hair back. "But then again, I'm like a middle-aged hoarder who won't throw away a box because it's a really great box. So, ya know, grain of salt."

[normallyxstranger]

" What are you doing here so late? " (Tyler to Tabitha)

random sentence starters // @phantom-overdose

Tabitha drew her arms around herself. She'd left in such a hurry she hadn't even grabbed her jacket, or her backpack. The weather was chillier here. She had never even thought of it; she hadn't thought of a lot of things.

Yet she had thought of Tyler, no hesitation, the first person to pop into her mind. Tabitha couldn't recall actually teleporting, just that she was in her room, and then at Tyler's, outside, and she was shivering. And when the breeze blew again, it was cold on her face. Quickly, she started to wipe at her wet cheeks and eyes with her sweater sleeve.

"Um. I—I'm sorry. I didn't mean to—" Her eyes bounced from the ground, to his shoes, his chest, his face, back to the ground until she finally just closed them.

"Can I—can I stay here for a little while?" Tabitha asked in a small voice.