[center]The Ghost Girl waited for a long moment; watching without moving. First a question, followed by a question, an outburst and then a calm statement. Her presence and subdued words had brought chaos forth from those gathered. Some lady collapsed with surprising quiet. [color=FF7F50][i]Kinda lame, dudes. Is now really the time to be nuttin' up and tryin' to back out? Or any of this? She already got us. Why not lay down on the fuckin' tracks and just get it over with?[/i][/color] Tabitha wasn't impressed with any aspect of the situation. She wouldn't say it, yet, but it seemed like everyone was letting the tension get to them. 

 Her stomach was still twisted, but a strange calm had engulfed her; a clarity that came with muddled understanding. Moments ago she'd stuffed her hands into her hoodie, tracing the edge of her Semblance with an almost gentle reverence. [color=FF7F50][i]Whatever they got on they minds, I might as well listen. Ya never know what's gonna come out.[/i][/color] Surprisingly, Tabitha relaxed, letting her weight more fully press against the wall at her back. Her eyes drifted around, checking corners and faces without fully realizing their existence. 

 [color=708090]"I will answer each of you in turn. I would appreciate it greatly if there are no interruptions,"[/color] she didn't move from her spot, nor direct herself to any of the gathered directly, [color=708090]"or unnecessary comments. Tristan Traeger, you spoke first. Thank you."[/color] Tabitha looked to Tristan, curiosity on her face for a bare second. She wanted to kick herself, a little, but let the disinterested facade take its place again.

 [color=FF7F50][i]Right, that's his name. I gotta start payin' more attention. Lane told me that and m'pretty sure he told me, at some point. Guess I ain't think it was important, at the time. Better late than never, though, I guess. Saves me the trouble'a askin'.[/i][/color]

 [color=708090]"To say I have deigned to use you is quite incorrect, though not entirely so. Each of you have been given a boon to grant you strength. Such a gift does not come without expectations."[/color] Her tone was flat, her face unreadable in its anodyne perpetuity. [color=708090]"My want of your collective presence,"[/color] with this she gave a broad, slow sweep of her hand over the small assemblage, [color=708090]"is simplistic."[/color] 

Tabitha knew this part, she felt, but kept her silence. It would be inaccurate to say that the Ghost Girl's face hardened, but the shift in it was undeniable; something in the depths of her eyes had changed, much as it had when she had so softly spoken the name of the [i]other world[/i]. 

[color=FF7F50][i]Maybe she ain't tell them the shit she told me, yet. Pretty fuckin' stupid. 'Course people gonna panic in a situation like this, ya dumb bitch.[/i][/color]

 [color=708090]"I am an outcast from a world far removed from this one. I can no longer proactively protect that which I love. Many of you have lost things you care about, I am certain. All of you, however, will lose more if the problems that plague my world are not corrected."[/color] She lowered her head, ever so slightly. [color=708090]"I do not expect cooperation. It is an inevitability."[/color] Her eyes seemed to drift to the boy who had spoken out, earlier. [color=708090]"You do not have to put faith in my words. The truth is invariable. Each of you holds a Semblance, your tie to Irriss has already been established. Leaving this place now will benefit none but those who would seek to take what you hold dear. Rebellion against the inevitable will only delay it."[/color]

[color=FF7F50][i]Zoe's lil bro, smart kid, if I remember. Gotta say hi to her, later. If there's anything like that for us.[/i][/color]

 She let out a small sigh, kicking off the wall. With the strange peace that had wormed its way into her heart, she felt ready. It was an insane impulse, and a more insane feeling; but Tabitha Calvicante didn't shy away from her instincts. [color=FF7F50][i]I'll be damned if she's gonna get the better of me! I ain't come this far to back down! If she wanted us dead, we'd be dead. I came this far for Will! Fuck these guys and their questions! Fuck this bitch and her masks. Fuck the other world. This ain't about that! This is about settin' things right![/i][/color]

 [color=FF7F50]"Ya can quit bein' vague, now,"[/color] She moved forward, past the group and beyond the Ghost Girl, letting her toes peek over the edge to the tracks. [color=FF7F50]"We ain't got long, and I ain't got the patience."[/color] Without ceremony, she hopped onto the track. The ground vibrated beneath her feet, and the yawning tunnel seemed to grow wider with anticipation. 

 [color=FF7F50][i]C'mon! Let's see what ya got![/i][/color]

 The Ghost Girl didn't turn to look at her, but Tabitha could imagine that blank face almost smiling at her idiocy. She didn't care. That's all there was to it. Death could come rolling down the tracks on a chariot drawn by ten-thousand screaming souls, scythe raised high for her, and Tabitha wouldn't budge. Not now. She'd stare on, and maybe get one last jab in at the Reaper before she went. 

 [color=708090]"Tabitha Calvicante, I see you have made your decision. However, there are others who still linger in limbo. I will address their concerns."[/color] It was as dismissive as it could be, as though the Ghost Girl was dealing with a child. Then her attention turned, again, to the group before her. [color=708090]"Koda Yuhashira, you seek a different sort of answer. Very well. Transportation between Irriss and this world is achieved through the link that exists here. The mechanics of this translocation are complex, and explaining it directly would take more time than we have. For the sake of ease I will phrase it plainly."[/color]

 [color=FF7F50][i]This is the part where she says it out loud, huh? 'Bout time.[/i][/color]

 [color=708090]"Your physical body will be destroyed, momentarily, and assembled once more in Irriss. The train its self is not your transportation. I am. Once you suffer the end of your life in this world, I will take care to thread you into the parallel realm. The process of returning is much the same. Unfortunately, this is the only method I have found that functions properly and with any degree of success."[/color] She took a step forward, for the first time since beginning her string of 'answers' and pointed to the mask Koda held. [color=708090]"That is a Semblance. What it is will be explained, in full, at a later time. You hold in your hands the essence of a creature far beyond the potential of an average Mortal. That is all I can reveal to you."[/color]

 With slow and deliberate steps, she approached the fallen woman. Kneeling, she performed much the same trick she had with Tabitha. Light flared between her palms and a Semblance settled easily into place on the woman's stomach. She paid no mind to those gathered around her, regardless of what they had chosen to do. 

 [color=708090]"Someone will have to get her onto the tracks."[/color]

 Tabitha let out a snort of half-contained laughter, despite herself. Overhead, an announcement came through; letting them know that their minutes were dwindling. She wasn't going to move, though. Instead, she crossed her arms and let the intensifying vibrations roll through her. 

 [color=FF7F50][i]Even if I die, here, is it so bad?[/i][/color]

 With that thought in mind, she produced her phone and began scrolling. She hadn't sent word to her mother in several hours. Nor had word been sent to her. It was the way things always were. Both of them had struggled with the new absence in their home, struggled with each other's method of coping. Still, she felt like now was as good a time as any.

 [color=FF7F50][i]I'll be out for a while. Phone might be off. Catch ya later. Love ya.[/i][/color][/center]