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Seeing the woman in charge...
Topic Started: Jul 14 2010, 12:11 AM (223 Views)
Tabitha Smith
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Date: May 28th 2010
Time of Day:Morning Hours
Locations:Xavier's School For The Gifted
Characters: Jean and Tabby

Synopsis: Tabitha wants to come “home” to the only place she has left to really call home. But she isn't so sure about the stamp of approval from Ruby so she seeks out the real boss of the school and talks to Jean about coming home and being apart of the the team again.


He said Yes.

Because life is a choice, isn't it? And Tabitha knows all about choices, and the living and dying thereafter. She chose life once, then found herself on the brink of watching an entire race be wiped out. She chose life once, then came back to a place she has no other name for but home and finds a man from another dimension.

He said yes to her coming back and as Tabitha walked out of his office her body still a bit dripping from the storm outside and she wasn't sure if she could fully trust the man who looked like a man she knew she could trust and yet he was not that man. She moved down the hall and opened Jeans door in a similar fashion as she did Ruby's a push with a knock as an after thought. There was no one else there to see Jean so she just plopped herself down and gave the women a women smile.

“Hey Jean, so I met Ruby...”

Tabby who is never really one to not have something to say wasn't sure how to breech this topic so she felt just throwing it out there and seeing how Jean responds was better then trying to figure out how to say things about things she did not understand.
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The Xavier Institute was a place of surprises. Every day, you could get up in the morning and know without doubt that something unexpected was going to happen. Today, the unexpected came in the person of a former student, Tabitha Smith, who had left to find her way in the world.

Hearing the door open and then the knock (of someone with questionable manners), Jean lifted her head of the facts and figures on her computer screen and blinked, owl-eyed at the bubbly blonde, Tabby ‘Boom Boom’ Smith, as she took a seat.

“Hey Jean, so I met Ruby...”

A groan escaped her lips as Jean leaned back heavily in her chair. She felt like fighter in an 18th round of a match, leaning against the ropes because that was the only way she could keep on her feet. “Yeah… Ruby,” she said flatly and glared at the wall that separated their two offices as she could see through it to the man himself. “He’s supposed to keep that fact quiet, so I assume you had to grab him and kick him around his office a few times, perhaps stomping on him a time or two. Good. I’d hate think he just blabbed that he’s not Scott to anyone who happened in off the street.” However, the flat tone of her voice made it clear that she suspected that’s probably exactly what he’d done.

Jean sighed in resignation and turned her gaze back to Tabby, taking in the full state of her for the first time. “But you didn’t come here through a storm to hear about our troubles - did you?”
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“Well I did give him a verbal beat down if that makes you feel any better...and I am a master at pushing authority figures buttons. I'm pretty sure one of my report cards from here saids so...”

Tabitha gave a sly smirk as Jean vented about Ruby and it made Tabby giggle given how different Scott and real Scott were. Looking back at the talk she had just had it was all kind of amusing.

“ If it makes you feel any better he did put a valiant effort but he was just out classed in this fight.”

It wasn't going to make Jean feel any better but maybe lighten her mood some having to deal with the dashing rogue of an alternative husband as opposed to the up tight stick in the mud she married...Tabby could she how that would be upsetting to a woman.

“But you didn’t come here through a storm to hear about our troubles - did you?”

“Well no, but yeah sorta? Well that made no sense...I left Shield and I'm trying to figure out Tabitha and what I want to do with my life. Ya know? I just kinda been bouncing around doing what I thought was me but the more I see hell on earth the less I think it was me. So I want to come back here I guess and maybe do something, help the kids or what ever you guys need...long as I don't have to take out the trash or some other cleaning up job after they ruin things.”

She smirked no way you would catch her dead playing maid...was so not her thing.

“Ruby said I could come back but yeah...figured come see you since your a real person and he's well...something.”
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Jean chuckled softly under her breath as Tabby glibly recounted her verbal tussle with Ruby. Since the blonde didn’t wrinkle her nose or avert her glance, she guessed that Ruby had poured on his roguish charm. It was true enough that he was suave and charming when he chose to be, but those were all the tools of the trade for a successful con man; it was… not scary but a little off-putting to know that that was an aspect of Scott too, even if he never chose to use it.

Perhaps Tabby brought a certain rainy chill in with her or Jean only just then noticed it seeping through the window at her back, but she got to her feet and headed for the coffeemaker tucked away in the corner. Silently lifting up a mug, she looked a question at Tabby as the girl continued, spilling out dissatisfaction with SHIELD and at having a directionless life. Getting her answer, Jean poured the water for enough coffee. Nodding along with Tabby’s reasons, she parked her rump on a side table and stretched out her legs, crossing them at the ankles, as she waited for the water to finish becoming something better - hot, fresh coffee.

“I think you know us well enough by now that we never turn anyone away, unless they have a record,” and then added, “and sometimes, not even then.” Giving Tabby a penetrating ‘therapist stare’ that many of their wayward students had come to know and dread, she focused on something the blonde had said and repeated it, “trying to figure out Tabitha an interesting way of putting it. And is here where you think you lost her?”

Rain beating against the window drown out the sound of coffee dripping into the glass pot, but the air began to fill with the rich aroma of fresh coffee.
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She shifted a bit in her seat as Jean mentioned she should know well enough that they would let nearly anyone back or into the school who needed it. Tabby nodded her head in agreement she knew it all to well after all they had taken her in!

“Yeah I know...just you know with all the stuff that's been going on with world ending evil mutants. Just figure best to ask make sure your were still taking strays in.”

She gave a small smirk, after all that was how she came the first time. A child lost on the streets who was scarping together anything she could find to get by. Robbing banks and committing crimes, and now she was back here and her life had changed a lot but at the same time she still felt the same at times. Like she was just going through life doing what she could to get ahead and trying to scrape things together so she could find a way for her to get by. And Jean seemed to be looking right through her or at the very least reading her mind...

“trying to figure out Tabitha an interesting way of putting it. And is here where you think you lost her?”

Tabby bit her lower lip and looked across at Jean and thought over how to respond to that. She wasn't totally sure to be honest

“I...I...dunno.”

Speechless. An odd moment to happen, if you knew anything about Tabby she always had something to say on just about everything and everyone.

“I don't think I've ever really known her...I tried to be who my parents wanted me to be and when that failed I ran away. I tried to be who the gang wanted me to be so I would be accepted and have a family but I ended up in a bad place and ended up here. And so the pattern goes on...I guess here despite my distaste and not always best attitude was were I kinda felt like I had some sort of family or something dumb like that...”

She shrugged her shoulders not wanting to sound to emo or like her life was all bad. Cause it wasn't, she just needed to figure out what she wanted and as best as she could tell that could be summed up in one word. Happy. But she felt like an idiot to say that out loud and a bit childish so she left it as it was.
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Jean waited and listened; she was good at listening, even if it hadn’t been a natural extension of her powers, she seemed to have a knack for cutting through the brambles that people grow around themselves for protection and getting to the heart of the problem. Tabby’s normally glib tongue got quieter with every hesitant word. At heart, she was still the teen runaway they’d picked up, not that long ago.

“I know what you mean,” Jean consoled, the room suddenly seeming as quiet as a church or library, as the tapping of the rain receded into the background. “I’ve been within these walls for,” she paused to consider, though she didn’t really need to, it was always at the tip of her tongue, “about fifteen years… half my life. Luckily, this place seems to fit me… or I’ve changed to fit it,” she said, dismissing the difference between the two with an idle shrug. “But it isn’t everyone’s kettle of fish.”

She cocked her head to one side and gave Tabby a look, “You know that you don’t have to conform and march in step, to be accepted or loved here, don’t you?” She asked, saying something that the girl ought to know; but Jean had seen it time and again, the simple things, the things you felt were intuitive and should have been a simple and wordless understanding, were often the ones that people needed to hear. “We’re a family… still and always - no need to change yourself into something you aren’t as the price of admission. And if you stick around, maybe you’ll find Tabitha Smith.”
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