[center]Idly, she lit a cigarette. Tabitha had turned her eyes from the excitement. Certainly, she and the others had been addressed; implored to remove themselves from the tracks. [color=FF7F50][i]Like that's gonna happen. How ya gonna move me, get down here yaself? Shoot me? Fuck off, ya blowhard.[/i][/color] Instead of complying, she considered doing what she always did when a cop popped off at her. Running, full speed. Straight down the tracks and into the oncoming juggernaut. 

[color=FF7F50][i]Wouldn't make a difference. Besides, I wanna see what's goin' on.[/i][/color]

 [color=FF7F50]"Ya sound pretty ballsy, kid. Smart thing would be gettin' back on the platform,"[/color] Tabitha looked at the younger Ascot from beneath her hood, keeping the clusterfuck in her periphery in case things worsened, [color=FF7F50]"but that's ya call to make. Just like s'mine and, uh, whoever this dude is. Who are ya, anyways?"[/color] Her gaze shifted. The scientist had lifted an eyebrow at her, something that didn't sit right with her; like there was some expectation of Tabitha. She had wanted to laugh, but let it slide. There were enough problems going around without her attitude being one of them.

[color=FF7F50]"Name's Tabitha,"[/color] she offered to the two, looking slowly between them, ashing her cigarette away from the small group, [color=FF7F50]"nice to meet ya."[/color] A smile slithered its way onto her face, mischievous and conspiratorial, and she shifted on her heels to more adequately face the unruly gathering. Tristan had pulled a gun, aiming at- [color=FF7F50][i]Somethin', somethin' movin'? Or the first gun guy?[/i][/color]- she couldn't tell [i]exactly[/i] what was going on over there, despite the way it looked and what little she had heard. [color=FF7F50]"Whatcha guys think about all this?"[/color]

[color=FF7F50][i]Wonder if anyone's really gonna pull the trigger. Fuck. Maybe. Seems real tense. Guess I ain't doin' much better.[/i][/color]

 The Ghost Girl had made a slow crescent around the group to linger near the wall Tabitha had been leaning against. She stood like a statue, staring out over the group. Her expression, as always, was inanimate. [color=FF7F50][i]Always so hard to read, ain't ya? Psh, whatever! I got ya! I know I do. Ya ain't gonna go through all the trouble just to watch us die. Ya got big plans, I bet. Plans ya made the mistake of includin' me in.[/i][/color] Their eyes met, for a moment, neither giving anything to the other. Tabitha slowly raised her cigarette and drew out the last of its life. [color=FF7F50][i]Bet I could tag the cop, if I tried real hard.[/i][/color] She raised the butt and hesitated, tempted to follow through. [color=FF7F50][i]It'd be funny, but I ain't involvin' myself.[/i][/color] She cast it aside without incident, letting it bounce from the tracks.

 [color=708090]"Fire, if it pleases you, Michael,"[/color] The Ghost Girl did not raise her voice, nor make any movement, [color=708090]"and you, as well, Tristan. Drive the blade home, if you wish it, Oedipus."[/color] Her eyes seemed to focus on the distance, looking beyond them. 

Tabitha almost smirked, watching it happen.

[color=FF7F50][i]Least I ain't the only one gettin' talked at like I'm nobody.[/i][/color]

[color=708090]"I have told you all that it is inevitable. You have made your stance clear, in response. That will delay several important events, for you. Events which would prove beneficial to your understanding. However, it is not my place to force you into choosing. Or understanding. Or cooperating."[/color] Now she stepped forward, lifting her left hand and letting it linger in the air. [color=708090]"Those who do not wish to be here may leave. I can not stop you."[/color] The Ghost Girl gave them a small frown, her eyes shifting into something resembling focus. [color=708090]"Those of you who have not decided have little time to do so. Regardless, your wishes will be respected. I can not, however, allow you to interfere in the choice that others have made."[/color] 

Slowly, she pointed a digit at those on the tracks. 

[color=708090]"Prepare yourselves. These moments dwindle quickly. Once you enter Irriss, I will explain to you what I am able."[/color]

 Tabitha puffed her chest out, defiant and proud all at once; straightening her back and letting her smirk show. 

 [color=FF7F50]"Wouldn't be here if I wasn't, Ghost Girl. Besides, ya owe me."[/color][/center]