Veronica Mars (marshmallow_pi) wrote in aequorea_rp, @ 2017-08-06 15:36:00 |
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Entry tags: | veronica mars, ✗ clint barton (earth-616) |
Who: Veronica Mars and Clint Barton
Where: Starting off at the edge of the park
When: Sunday afternoon
Open? No
Rating: Low
Aequorea still took some getting used to. No dad, no Wallace, no Mac. She couldn't even call them. They were either dead or something. The mechanics of the place weren't exactly straight forward. People kept showing up from different times, different places. If Veronica thought too hard about it, she thought she might get an aneurysm. With a sigh, she signed the final page of the report she'd come in to finish up and tucked it into the stack for review.
Five minutes later and Veronica walked out of the door and headed toward the park with a camera slung over the shoulder. Old habits died hard. Even if she hadn't technically worked as a P.I. in a few years, though she never had technically been a P.I., it was something that stuck. Her eyes were always open, always waiting for someone to pull something utterly stupid. Inevitably, someone always did. It was as constant as the tides or a certain bitchy 09ers sparkling personality.
Veronica yawned and stretched her arms down, rolling her neck as she looked out toward the people walking around, holding hands on the Sunday though the park. For a split second, she wondered if she'd get hit with the fuzzies, missing having a boyfriend, but it didn't happen. All that changed was her stomach growled. Guess she forgot to eat lunch. It happened sometimes when she was wrapped up in a case and she doubted she was even close to the only one. She took a step back, looking out to see if there were any food carts in the area and saw something on the ground behind someone. "Hey!" She called out loudly, moving toward them to try to catch a glimpse of the thing.