Thread: KITT/Tabs

[boom_queen]

Who: KITT and Tabs
When: Does it matter?
Where: Outside the school and then shots!
What: Hahahaha. So a mutant and a car walk into a bar...

This might have literally been the craziest thing Tabitha had ever done in her life. The whole thing was bizarre and ludicrous and the fact that she believed that a wrong number had connected her to a sentient car made her wonder if she was completely lucid or not. But then she had to go and say "let's go do shots". Because if there was one thing Tabitha Jane Smith never turned down it was shots. And now she was waiting down beyond the gates of the school where the asphalt met the dirt and grass, with the hood of her zip-up sweatshirt pulled up. One did not dress up for shots. One expected that they were going to be so plastered by the end of the night that they were going to need their sweatshirt to wipe up someone's vomit. Or something. Either way, a series of misfired texts and ridiculous banter had led to this and she was half expecting some 50-year-old bald guy in a Saturn from the 90s to show up. Which was fine. Not exactly welcome. But fine. By the time she was done stuffing timebombs in his tailpipe he'd think twice before doing all this crazy talk again. And if he actually was some sort of car turned android... well, shit, Tabby had seen a lot weirder.

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[ki2k]

Kitt is forced to facepalm now, because Tabby is just so... blunt. Which he knew. But hasn't directly experienced until now. It was going to be an interesting evening. He offers up a weak smile for the people who are now only glancing at them, having been shamed into not staring anymore. He desperately wants to mouth about how she's kidding, but he doesn't want to attract their attention again.

Keeping his voice low, he shakes his head. "What? Of course not! It's not very dignified, is it? Besides, I've had other things to do." Like... replying to misfired text messages. And visiting museums. Normal things that normal people did, who didn't live in her world. He needs another drink. Thank goodness she has plenty. Maybe this time he'll taste it.

[stealsallyourstuff]

Oh, yes, replying to misfired text messages was so dignified.

"Relax," she says, still laughing, and holding her hand up behind her to flip off the people who still have the balls to glance over at them. "Fuck 'em, right? They don't have enough going on in their own pitiful lives to not be interested in things that are none of their damn business."

The last, of course, is said louder. Public shaming at its best. Good job, Tabitha Smith.

She shoves a couple more shot glasses at him. "Don't be shy. If you don't drink it we won't be able to find out how drunk I can get you."

[ki2k]

No, that was a matter of Kitt being a troll. For fun. It doesn't take dignity of any sort to be a troll.

"Of course. You're right. We'll never see them again either so it's all perfectly fine. Right?" He gives her a weak smile and notes that the floor still isn't opening up. Sigh.

He shoots another side-eyed glance her way but he does pick up one of the shots, studying it for a moment before downing it the same way he did the one before. There's more sputtering and coughing as it burns his insides out, but other than that he's completely fine. He's always wanted to see what it was like to be hollow and now he'll have the opportunity! "You're going to be drinking too, right? Or are you just going to be watching me get drunk?"