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[itsyagirl]

Who: Veronica and Lance
Broadcast: No
Action: S.S. Huntress
When: backdated to Nov 10

[Lance has walked Veronica through the process of transferring ships, and she knows what's supposed to happen, but it's still a bit of a shock to suddenly be standing on the bridge of a spaceship unlike any other she's seen before. Add in the confetti and chocolate...gloop? And she's blinking in confusion and surprise at the little bowl in her hands.

Though that isn't about to stop her from tentatively taking a bite.

And you know what, it's certainly better than the rations the Garrison has been just barely getting by on. Veronica just sort of plops down on the floor with her chocolate, taking small bites and savoring the sweetness. The texture is strange, but the taste makes up for it.

She'll call Lance once she's done eating.]

Comments

[the_tailor]

[Like heck if he was going to not immediately drag his sister onto the Huntress with him. Lance was hardly the type of guy who needed a lot of space from his family to begin with, even before all of this started, so her being in close quarters with him is more of a comfort than an annoyance.

He's just finished his post-workout (Shiro and Keith edition) shower and pulled on a fresh set of clothing for the day when he hears his communicator beep. Grabbing it off the bed before Oliver has a chance to grab it and run off, he opens up the frequency.]

Heeeeeey, sis, what's up?

[itsyagirl]

Hey!

[She's looking cheerier than she has in the past week. There's confetti stuck in her hair and a bit of chocolate residue on her lips. Veronica may also be on a slight sugar high. It's been a while since she's had that much at once.]

Guess where I am!

[the_tailor]

[Aw, adorable. But he immediately recognizes the bridge she's standing on; as one of the ship's pilots, he spends a lot of time there, and has spruced the place up with plenty of photos of friends aboard the Fleet. Lance grins and all but launches out of his room, hanging up on her as he shoves his communicator back into his pocket.

She won't have much time to pout, though, because less than a minute later, a little brother flies through the door and hugs her tight.]

[itsyagirl]

[Well that was rude. Veronica does indeed scowl (and maybe pout a little) at her communicator before stowing it away.

He didn't even guess!

Veronica laughs as a blur of island boy nearly tackles her over, and she hugs him back, staggering a bit as she regains her balance. She ruffles his hair and grins crookedly.]

I didn't realize toddler Lance was here.

[the_tailor]

'm not a toddler!

[He's just going to huff, even if he can't get rid of the smile on his face. Sure, this isn't the first time he's seen her face to face since she's gotten here, but his mind is still wrapping around the fact that she's here.]

Keep acting like that and you won't get to play with Oliver.

[itsyagirl]

You are too!

[She's kind of okay with all this hugging. It's still so good just to reassure herself that he's here. His threat, however, makes her scowl, and she pulls back.]

You wouldn't.

[the_tailor]

I so would. Don't test me, sis.

[He sticks his tongue out.]