Log; Ongoing

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When: September 28th
Rating: PG, maybe PG-13 for language?
Characters: Sands blind_shot and Veronica how_very_v
Summary: Veronica heads to Sands' place after a dramatic and bewildering declaration of love for a little talk.
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Veronica had woken up feeling a tiny bit off. She knew it was a curse day, having seen Ran de-aged to childhood and half the City change genders, but since she wasn't affected that way, she was worried about exactly how she had been. And then Sands, with the seemingly left-field declaration of undying love , made her feel even weirder. It had to be the curse day, there was no other explanation for... that, but somehow it just felt... right.

It felt like it did with JD. That was the scariest thing.

And she had said so. Admitting to feeling that, for her boss, when she'd sworn never to be that stupid again nagged at her something terrible. But it was muted, dimmed by the fact that yeah, maybe she wouldn't mind being with Sands. They get along, and it's not like he's hard to look at, and every once in a while she's caught herself wondering what it'd be like to-- but what the hell, that's just stupid hormones, it doesn't mean anything. So she'd thought.

Now, though, letting herself into Sands' apartment and slipping the jacket he'd given her off her shoulders and onto the back of a chair, she wasn't so sure. "Boss?"

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"I was thinking-" Sands comes around the corner to lean on the wall going into the hallway. It's less a need for the dramatic then the fact he's been leaning on shit and sighing all day.
The curse is effecting him in strange and disturbing ways.

"This whole boss thing isn't working for me any longer. We're partners now. I want to marry you. I need a different name."
Pushing himself off the wall he walks to her, only to be beaten there by El who knows of Veronica's fear and finds it tasty. She gets between her and Sands and stares at the girl.

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Veronica opens her mouth, to say something along the lines of "This is kind of sudden, don't you think?", and then there's The Cat. It stares at her, and she stares back at it.

Standoff.

She swallows thickly. The cat can stare into her soul. This is somehow more troubling than Sands' (and her own, quite possibly) brand-new insanity funtime.

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Sands has no time for the cat's antics. As they have their stare down, he comes and scoops El up into his arms- only to be dropped in the bedroom and the door firmly shut.

"Anyway- You don't have to call me boss. I have a first name."
That only Jack was allowed to use till now.

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"Yeah, but..." Veronica trails off for a second. Her eyes dart around, looking for somewhere to start. The beginning's as good as any.

"...Look, where did this come from? Because the other day, you were crazy for Ran, and I was the go-to girl for advice on Winning the Heart Of Crazy Women. Now all of a sudden you want to marry me?" Veronica rubs her forearm, a tiny bit nervously. "Not that I'm complaining, but all this is really sudden, don't you think?"

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"I don't know what happened. Maybe I just got sick of constantly fighting with her and never saying or doing anything right. But what I know for sure is that I woke up today knowing you're it. You're the one, Veronica.
What does it matter how long it took me to figure that out?"

He flops down on the couch preparing to talk her through this. When he puts his mind to it he can have eskimos buying up ice cubes by the truck load. This is obviously how you deal with relationships as well.
"When you're ready. It doesn't have to be now."

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"I'm seventeen, remember? Is that even legal?" Veronica flops onto the couch next to him, pouting and slouching. "Like I said, it's not like I mind. I like being around you, and we get along and everything, and you're not stupid so you know you're hot, and I guess I've always been attracted to you at least a little, but this totally changes everything. I'm just worried that things are going to end up like JD again."

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"Here? I'm almost sure everything is legal or at least tolerated. Like Las Vegas."

"JD, besides being obviously named after liquor- and what is with that? Gin and JD.- was a teenage boy with social problems. I'm a man with..." He thinks about that for a moment.
"Eccentricities."

"But I thought you'd be happy. If it freaks you out you don't have to sail with me on my own personal Love Boat. You know how I feel. I want you to feel the same way but if you don't I can slowly wear you down the old fashioned way." He grins at her, this is a plan.

"I can't exactly put a lid on it, or just don't want to really, but I'm not going to hold a gun to your head and insist you play along."

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"I'm not even going to bother with pointing out the irony in that last sentence." Veronica sighs. She's fairly sulky, considering! "His name was Jason Dean. It was just a nickname."

Quiet. Thinking about JD puts her in a mood, and not really a good one. After a long time, she turns to Sands. "It's not that I'm not happy. Hell, I'm head over fucking heels, but I told myself I'd never make that mistake again. You're going to have to give me one hell of a good reason to take that chance."

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"So his name closer resembles sausage then liquor. Lucky boy."

He sits there with his arm propped on the back of the couch and his chin in his hand. She's awful cute when she's irritated.
"Okay." Sands leans in, putting his face close enough to hers that they would touch if she took a deep enough breath.
"I love you."
Before she can say- argue with him or something- he kisses her.

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Surprise! Veronica kisses him back, gently. It's nice for her to be wanted by someone she considers to have a position of power, and not just because it's been a while. That one kiss makes her fall as deep for Sands as she did for JD in that one day at the cafeteria of Westerburg High.

She pulls back, opens her eyes, and whispers. "That's a good reason." And she smiles cutely and kisses him again.

Romance is easy, it's the consequences that piss her off. At least when she's busy with happily kissing Sands, she doesn't have to think about how fucked up it is.