Tabitha Crane

Tabitha Crane. One of only two known descendents of Ichabod Crane and his wife, Katrina. Having been orphaned at a young age, Tabitha and her brother spent most of their childhood in and out of various foster homes -- not so much because either one of them was a problem child, but because once things starting getting weird, their "family" would want them gone. Now they are 19, out of the system, and students at the local university. Her major? Comparative Religions -- with a focus on the occult. And all that weird stuff? Might just be because she's a witch. [Independent RP blog in the Sleepy Hollow fandom. Both Mun and Muse are 18+ and 100% Hate Anon Free.] Tracking: thecranewitch M!A: None

[18thcenturyman]

Pleased to meet you | Tabitha & Ichabod

[18thcenturyman]

Ichabod offered her a polite smile once she opened the door and bowed his head. “Greetings. You must be Tabitha. I am Ichabod. Lieutenant Mills told me of our connection.”

He motioned into the house. “May I come in? I imagine we have quite a lot to discuss.” He still felt nervous but he was also excited. He imagined that she had family stories to tell, and he looked forward to catching up with her.

[the-crane-witch]

Stories to tell? If he was looking for family history, then he was looking in the wrong direction. Tabitha and her brother had been orphaned at an early age...they knew no more of what happened to the family than Ichabod did.

No. That wasn't true. They knew one thing more. Well, two things. They knew the line had survived and they knew that "witchblood" had been passed down through it. Katrina's gift was still present today.

"Yeah...yeah...come in. Sorry." She stepped aside, letting her...how many greats was it...grandfather in. "Don't mind Cole. He sometimes gets underfoot but only because he's curious. Tea?"

[the-crane-witch]

Right then. So I have decided to stop ignoring poor Tabitha over here. Especially since Sleepy Hollow has once again eaten my soul.

If anyone wants to plot or do any sort of thread, let me know.

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[the-crane-witch]

LOL. Yes. Good. There should be plotting. Lots of it.

[the-crane-witch]

Right then. So I have decided to stop ignoring poor Tabitha over here. Especially since Sleepy Hollow has once again eaten my soul.

If anyone wants to plot or do any sort of thread, let me know.

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[18thcenturyman]

Pleased to meet you | Tabitha & Ichabod

Abbie had not only arranged the meeting between Ichabod and his descendant; she had been kind enough to drop him off in front of the house as well. She’d left her eye phone behind so that he could call her when he was ready to be picked up (or if he needed to flee early because it wasn’t going well, but Ichabod had wisely kept that sort of thinking to himself. After all, there was no reason to be nervous. It was just his…great-great-great…several generations of great-granddaughter.)

Squaring his shoulders, he made his way up the porch, raising his hand to rap his knuckles against the door. All the while, he tried to quell the nervous somersaulting of his stomach. What would she be like? Would she look like Katrina? Was she like Katrina? He had many questions for young Tabitha Crane.

[the-crane-witch]

Oh Lieutenant Mills had explained everything to Tabitha. Or tried to. She had a feeling it was the kind of thing that would make more sense once she and Ichabod officially met.

A meeting she was anxiously awaiting -- sitting in the kitchen and running her hand over the small black kitten standing on the table. "It's gonna be fine, right? No big deal. It's just...meeting the only relative I have. A relative that's over two hundred years old."

Leaning in kiss the kitten's nose, she straightened when she heard the door. "Guess it's time. Showfaces, Cole. Showfaces."

Smoothing down her jeans, she crossed the kitchen and pulled open the door. "Hey..."

[the-crane-witch]

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[virginiacrane]

A soft little ‘Oh’ escaped her, and suddenly Virginia was glad that she had been crouching down in front of the tombstone - it made the fall much softer that she was close to the ground, rocking back and sitting more firmly on her backside. She stared at the tombstone for a long moment, a sense of panic welling up in her gut - Virginia pushed it away vehemently and swallowed hard.

"Two hundred years?" She asked, and her voice as a wisp of sound as she looked up to the other girl. Two hundred years. All of a sudden she did not quite feel so well anymore. Still she took in a breath through her nose - her mouth felt dry - and then asked, “What is the current year?” And if her parents were this girls great-however-many grandparents… did that not also make Virginia her great-however-many grandmother? Virginia swallowed again.

[the-crane-witch]

As Virginia took a seat on the ground, Tabitha perched on the edge on a gravestone. Surely her parents wouldn't mind.

"2013..." She wished she knew a way to soften the blow, but really...there was no way. Time was something you couldn't really change. Or hide. It had been over two centuries...

[tribilusfabulis-deactivated2014]

Ichabod smiled. “Abbie must have been filling your head with lies…” He murmured.

[the-crane-witch]

"It's possible." She looked from Ichabod to Abbie. "Though I don't know...I feel like being a cop means she's not allowed to lie. Or something like that."

[the-crane-witch]

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"Tea that tastes like….red hots, sounds splendid." He said with a nod towards her, his hands clasping in his lap as he watched her look back at her. She was looking at him so curiously and he, in turn, was looking at her the same way. This was a rather odd situation but ever since arriving here, this strange and odd place, nothing had been short of odd.

"I do appreciate you letting me stay."

[the-crane-witch]

"You have no idea what red hots are, do you?" She smirked, more than a little amused. She had a feeling there were quite a few foods she was going to have to introduce Ichabod to.

"And don't worry about it. The house is way too big for just me..."

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[the-crane-witch]

I feel like Ichabod says this to Tabitha a lot.

[tribilusfabulis-deactivated2014]

"you’re welcome," she said, turning to her work and quickly becoming absorbed. Ichabod, however, returned at that exact moment.

"still here I see?" He asked, smiling.

[the-crane-witch]

"Just on my way out, actually. According to Lieutenant Mills, I was supposed to make a run for it before you could corner me. Apparently you talk a lot." She smirked.

The longer she was around Ichabod, the more comfortable she got.

[the-crane-witch]

virginiacrane started following you

[virginiacrane]

A little laugh escaped her, “Heavens, no!” Virginia smiled at the girl. “I’m just barely fifteen.” But after a moment, the look of complete confusion on the girl’s face registered in her mind - she had not been teasing. She had not asked in jest. Slowly, Virginia’s own face fell a little into an expression of questioning.

"Katrina and Ichabod Crane were my parents." Virginia repeated herself after a moment. "I never knew either of them, they were both dead before I had the chance. Why do you ask?" And then she paused, thinking of the dates on the other headstones. Virginia edged around to the young woman’s parents graves, kneeling down int front of them and pointing at their dates of birth and death with a great sort of confusion. “Are these dates quite accurate?” She had to have been dreaming again.

[the-crane-witch]

"Because Katrina and Ichabod were my great great great grandparents. For you to be their daughter would mean that you had to be born almost two hundred years ago..." And while it was probably not the craziest thing that would ever happen to her, it was still a bit jarring to meet someone who by all rights should be dead. Long dead.

Following her gaze to the tombstones, she nodded. "They are."

[the-crane-witch]

andyxbrooks began following you

[candyxcorn]

This was what was good about this. He was an agent and no one knew. He could slip in the shadows without suspect. Most knew Andrew Brooks was dead—- but he would make sure none saw Andrew Brooks. And if they did—- he would make sure all necessary precautions to keep them silent.

That included death.

"—-it is not impossible. It is now October—- your places expired in September. It is a simple matter."

[the-crane-witch]

"Shit..." Turning back to face him, she frowned. "I'm so sorry. Really. I thought it was next month. I'll take this to get taken care of first thing in the morning, I promise."

She was really really hoping she could get out of this without a ticket.

[the-crane-witch]

andyxbrooks began following you

[candyxcorn]

He had stopped by her car for one reason and one reason only. He knew something about her. This girl—- she was special. How special? He was not sure yet—- but he would soon find out.

He eyed the female, taking off his own sunglasses.

"—-your plates are expired."

Simple. To the point. As—- human— as it could sound.

[the-crane-witch]

If she had known...if she had had any inkling that he was...she would have ran. Ran far away from him, possibly from this town. Home or not, she would not allow herself to become a pawn in some demon's game.

But she didn't know. She didn't even suspect. Which made this all the more dangerous.

"Expired? That's not possible..." She began to move around to the back of the car.

[the-crane-witch]

virginiacrane started following you

[virginiacrane]

"I did," Virginia agreed, taken by surprise at the girl’s admittance. Her eyes followed the young woman’s gesture, a pair of newer looking headstones with quite peculiar dates on them. Surely such dates couldn’t be accurate? 

Virginia found herself winding a few rows back to a much older looking headstone, and rested her hand on it’s curved top. “This is my mother.” Here lie the duft of Katrina Crane… The words were familiar, etched into her mind. Her father had no grave here, though she had often wished that he had so that she might visit him as well.

[the-crane-witch]

"Katrina Crane. As in formerly Katrina van Tassel, wife of Ichabod Crane...? But that would mean you were..." She'd be hundreds of years old. How then was she standing there with her.

"Are you a ghost?"

[the-crane-witch]

witnesscrane began following you

"Do you drink tea? I have a great chai blend. It tastes kind of like red hots, actually..." Grabbing the tea kettle and moving over towards the sink, Tabitha looked back over at Ichabod. This was definitely going to take some getting used to. Because not only was Ichabod from 200 years in the past. Oh no. He was also apparently her great great great grandfather. 

Which meant he was the only family she had.

[the-crane-witch]

andyxbrooks began following you

Not again. Seeing the cop standing by her car, she barely refrained herself from letting off a string of curses. She swore she had paid the meter. In fact, she was almost certain she still had time left on it. But just in case she quickened her pace.

Just a tad.

"Problem, Officer?"

[tribilusfabulis-deactivated2014]

"So you aren’t sure," Abbie repeated, "… Alright. Thank you. You’re free to go. Didn’t figure you’d have much anyway," she gave Tabitha a tired smile, "I’d leave before Ichabod comes back, or he’ll talk your ears off.

[the-crane-witch]

Free to go. Best three words ever. And though Tabitha really wanted to ask more about Ichabod, she began mentally talking herself out of it. Even if this guy was who he said he was, that didn't mean anything. She was still alone...

"Will do. Thank you, Lieutenant."