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ataraxion2014-01-03 04:35 pm
sleuthtastic) wrote in ataraxion2014-01-03 04:35 pm
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So— let me get this straight.
[ Veronica looks sweaty because, you know, apparently the Tranquility believes it's in the tropics in space. She makes a face, wiping her brow with the back of her hand. ]
My laptop, somehow, needs to get recharged. My camera seems to be busted, because it's either that, or everyone has seven days to live, and I'm trying this thing called optimism. I'm all out of crosswords, this is not the vacation that I signed up for, and apparently there is a big giant monster only some people can see that wants to kill us. [ That, and people here either seem to spend their time drunk as hell or being big mystical beings who do mystic things. (Veronica is not worried. Veronica is not worried because Veronica has accepted that this is, like, at least 81% real, and by that juncture the rest of it is just— you roll with the punches. You adapt. You try really, really hard to distract yourself by doing literally any job that falls into your lap.)
That's her. Veronica Mars, modern college girl on the go: the sequel.
In space. ]
I'm already helping Edgeworth, but if anyone wants me to do an odd job, point me in that direction. You'd be doing me a favor — it's better than just sitting around, trying to deal with the fact I really should have listened more to my AP Physics teacher when he talked about string theory. And, uh—
[ She pauses, her nose wrinkling. ]
I've never— This— whole inter-dimensional science fiction thing? Is new to me. So if there's some kind of, cultural, verbal address that would be more polite when it comes to people who aren't— humanesque, I'd appreciate it if someone could fill me in.
[ God, how is this real. Still hallucinating? Maybe. It's definitely hot enough to be. ]
[ Veronica looks sweaty because, you know, apparently the Tranquility believes it's in the tropics in space. She makes a face, wiping her brow with the back of her hand. ]
My laptop, somehow, needs to get recharged. My camera seems to be busted, because it's either that, or everyone has seven days to live, and I'm trying this thing called optimism. I'm all out of crosswords, this is not the vacation that I signed up for, and apparently there is a big giant monster only some people can see that wants to kill us. [ That, and people here either seem to spend their time drunk as hell or being big mystical beings who do mystic things. (Veronica is not worried. Veronica is not worried because Veronica has accepted that this is, like, at least 81% real, and by that juncture the rest of it is just— you roll with the punches. You adapt. You try really, really hard to distract yourself by doing literally any job that falls into your lap.)
That's her. Veronica Mars, modern college girl on the go: the sequel.
In space. ]
I'm already helping Edgeworth, but if anyone wants me to do an odd job, point me in that direction. You'd be doing me a favor — it's better than just sitting around, trying to deal with the fact I really should have listened more to my AP Physics teacher when he talked about string theory. And, uh—
[ She pauses, her nose wrinkling. ]
I've never— This— whole inter-dimensional science fiction thing? Is new to me. So if there's some kind of, cultural, verbal address that would be more polite when it comes to people who aren't— humanesque, I'd appreciate it if someone could fill me in.
[ God, how is this real. Still hallucinating? Maybe. It's definitely hot enough to be. ]
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[ Conspiratorially leaning inc loser to the screen haha it's all just coincidence there's nothing to see here. ]
I do hear you'll be more successful with the ladies if you get called Big Boy Blue.
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[ Veronica doesn't mean to be mean. You know. Not that mean, but. ]
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[He sounds about sixteen, so that's unlikely.]
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[ Now, Veronica, remember, when you were fifteen you definitely thought you were in love. (With a guy you later found out was your half-brother, but good thing that turned out to be a false realization, too.) ]
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[Sixteen....1200 times.]
But I could have a long lost love. Time is relative!
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[ Hahaha. ]
Love just ain't what it used to be.
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At least no secondary school?
[Blue, no one calls it that.]
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Are you english?
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I was born there. Raised in New York.
[Sort of.]
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[ ...she means space. ]
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Boy Blue can crack a joke after all.
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