Mar. 7th, 2009


Who: Veronica Mars and Logan Echolls
What: Reunion, dun dun dun.
Where: Outside the hotel she found herself in.
When: Backdated to Thursday evening.
Rating: TBD

Veronica had heard of being out on the curb. But this was ridiculous. )

Jan. 20th, 2009


Who; Logan Echolls, Open
Where; Lux
When; Late evening
Rating; TBD

he was used to be lonely but he wasn't entirely used to being alone )

Apr. 20th, 2008


WHO: Logan & Veronica.
WHERE: Their room.
WHEN: Now.
STATUS: Complete.

Veronica was exhausted, but she had to get a message out that Spike was evil and that she was back. Peter had saved her, and he’d healed her enough for now. The bracelet would do the rest, she hoped. Right now she wanted to shower and fall into bed for a week or so. She was going to be okay, she was home now. Peter saved her, but in a way…so had Lilly. She might have given up if not for that hallucination or whatever it was.

She made her way up the stairs slowly, down the hall towards her room. She’d talk to Adam tomorrow… she was too tired to really deal with anyone tonight. She opened the door and walked into her room, to find someone in her bed.

“What the hell?” she asked, and then she turned on the light, and looked. It was Logan. Was she dreaming? No. Logan was really here…and he looked..beat up. What had he done.

Backup practically leapt off the bed to meet her, and she had to hold on to the wall as to not be knocked over.

“You’re really here…”

Apr. 12th, 2008


WHO: Elle & Logan.
WHAT: Meeting.
WHERE: Hyperion Lobby.
WHEN: Late afternoon.
STATUS: In Progress

Elle had been sitting on the circular couch in the lobby for quite some time now. It had been days since she’d come back from the dead, and even longer since the snake attack, but she was not doing much better. She was alive, and that was something to be thankful for, but she wasn’t quite well yet and she didn’t think she would be any time soon. She was still weak, and it was affecting both her mood and her powers.

She was currently pouting about her current state of weakness and exhaustion. Peter was doing…something. She didn’t need to be with him every minute of the day, there was no reason to be that clingy, and she was just relaxing. She should be up in bed, but she couldn’t stand to just sit there anymore. At least down here, people passed through and she could talk to them.

January 2010




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