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001 :: Veronica Mars :: [video]

So here's an interesting thing. I distinctly remember eating some stuff last night because I'm a growing girl and that's what growing girls do, and when I woke up this morning, it's back. Which means someone was in my place last night, and yes, my doors and windows were locked. Not because I don't trust any of you. But I definitely don't trust some of you. [She kids. Except not really.]

And whoever went into my bedroom last night, it makes me sad that you didn't leave a note. So how about you speak up and we get to know each other?

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[Hello, girl who seems to be roughly Veronica's age. Are you a new playmate, or a new foe, or a square?]

Nothing seems to be missing. I just found some paint and painted over the camera last night, but this morning, it was good as gold.

I hate good as gold.

And I hate unsmashed into a billion pieces with a hammer. Something must be done!

Sounds like we're not the only ones. Just when you think Creepsville, USA can't get any freakin' creepier. Hi, I'm Kenzi.

[For now? Looks like new playmate. And not the busty magazine kind.]

Paint, hammers. Are they impervious to all our evil ways?

I'm Veronica. Don't suppose you've found any leads? The ass-kicking is kind of overdue.

[Aww, and Veronica likes the busty kind. She especially likes crossing her arms over her chest when they're around and thinking that at least she can slide through narrow crevices.]

Oh, honey, I have tons more evil ways where that came from. They can't be impervious to all of it.

[She shakes her head slowly, pressing her lips together.] Nothing major yet. Keyword being yet. I'm workin' on that, though and I'm guessing you are, too. Your anti-trust, sarcasm, and ass-kicking attitude just screams 'on the case'!

[Veronica holds a hand to her chest as if clutching her pearls.] Moi? Sarcastic? That word has never been associated with my person in all my years.

That aside, do any of those evil ways involve two people?

If I wasn't completely immune due to overuse, that sarcasm right there would have horribly burned my face. Nice.

[Oh. Ohohoho. Kenzi grins darkly.] Quite a few of them, actually.

[Veronica grins, looking rather smug.]

Why put off until tomorrow what we can ruin today? Your place or mine?

If this is going to be dangerous enough for someone to try to stop us, I've got a place to myself. If this is going to be dangerous enough for us to need medical assistance, we should definitely choose a place with more people.

Well there are about a billion people at my place so you can totes come over here if you want. It's the house closest to the lighthouse. We should practice the dangerous plans of evil here so Philliam can supply standard issue government bandaids if we mess up and then move to your house once we get the hang of this shiz.

Got any weapons?

The only ones I had were ones they took from me. I'll be over in a minute.

[And almost true to her word, Veronica arrives a couple minutes later, bringing with her the usual bag and a pack of Pringles.]

Philliam is Phil, right? With that government agency that isn't a cult thing?

Who's they? Our mysterious hosts? Who apparently suck at hosting and need to learn a thing or two about kidnapping etiquette. Alright, I'll be here!

[Kenzi is pretty damn happy to see Veronica. Chicks she can actually get along with are surprisingly rare.] Yeah, that's him. And it's not a cult? Damn. All that kool aid is just gonna go to waste.

[She clicks her tongue, shaking her head, and leads the way to her room.]

Just gonna warn you right now, the gorgeous, blonde, underwear-model-looking-guy doesn't get about 95% of my amazing jokes. Obvi you've already met Phil. The only other dude in the house is the guy in the attic who could probs also model underwear, so basically you should just come over any time you want to try to catch babes getting out of the shower and use me as an excuse.

[Veronica gives her a look to communicate how odd she thinks it is that Kenzi just said that.] You guys... are kind of obsessed with Kool Aid. If I find some, I'll bring it over, I guess?

[She looks around Kenzi's room but doesn't set her bag down. She never feels quite comfortable in other people's homes. Well, except Wallace's. But that was different.]

So... today's activities include wreaking havoc on the cameras and stealing people's shirts?

I can't believe these people stole my camera! We could have had the soft-coriest porn ever!

I wouldn't call it an obsession, more of a way of life. [She shrugs and jumps onto her bed, rolling over it to grab the screwdriver off the floor next to the hammer. Before she moved in, this room likely belonged to a high school or college student. There's a desk by the window, no computer, and two bedside tables, no alarm clock, and a dresser with no TV! But the walls are purple and the bed is comfy so who the hell is she to complain?]

I'm not actually with these SHIELD peeps, you know, I just kinda followed one home and decided I was moving in. Probably safer staying in a house with highly trained karate machines than camping out by myself.

[She raises an eyebrow, spinning the screwdriver in her hand.] Did they take your phone, too? No phone, no camera, but I still have my crossbow. One of these things is not like the others...

Are you kidding? I got the house next to the bar. We get attacked, I'm going to have so much glass to throw that the name Veronica Mars will be written in history. In glass shards.

My phone, my camera, and my taser. So they left us non-tech stuff, huh. [Veronica shakes her head.] These bastards. Have they no heart? We're way too young for this. How are we supposed to buy things if we don't know what's in?

Next. To. The bar. Guuuuuuuuuuuurl! Bffs, you and me. This is happening. Pass me that chair?

How are we supposed to hone our zombie-fighting skills with no TVs or game consoles. [GAAAAAASP!] Maybe that is the POINT! Take away our only means of training and then unleash legions of the undead. And all we have to defend ourselves are medieval weaponry and cutlery! Ooooh... they're good.

[Veronica looks around and hands over the chair.]

Don't knock medieval weaponry. Get some rags and alcohol, some matches... Or some pole-axes. Bows and arrows, maybe?

Not knocking it. Trust me on that. Back home, my entire house is just filled with that kid of stuff. Actually... I don't think she has a pole-axe, but we do have a lot of regular axes. There's one on the table as of yesterday morning so it's probs still there.

[Kenzi props the chair up under the camera and climbs up onto it.]

If this thing shocks the hell out of me, you have to avenge me, Veronica.You're just gonna have to wreck the hell out of it with anything in this room! I'm counting on you.

I promise to watch and maybe point and laugh?

[She holds up her hands.] My final offer. Maybe I'll squeeze some avenging in after I kick the people in the nads on my own behalf.

Noted. Your support is greatly appreciated.

[Just gonna... reach up there... and try to pop this one thingy off-- NOPE! Kenzi swears in hushed Russian and pulls her hand back.]

Yep. Okay. We're smashing it.

Hang on. My turn. [She motions for Kenzi to get off the chair and climbs up after her.] If the mountain won't come to Muhammad...

Hand me something heavy that you won't miss. An axe would be ideal.

Well that's not gonna work because I totally miss my axe already.

[Let's see. What did she manage to track down so far... ] Regular hammer or one of the sledge-variety?

Marry me, stat.

And sledge. Regular hammers are so last season.

[She braces herself against the ceiling and stands on tip-toe to get a better look at the camera. She doesn't touch it. No, for now, she's just observing. Just like whoever's watching is observing her. Not creepy at all.]

You got it, blondie. Everyone's gonna be sooooo jealous.

[One sledge hammer coming up. Kenzi fishes it out from under her bed and passes it to Veronica. She then, in the spirit of total maturity, pulls her bottom lids down, sticks her tongue out, and makes a face at the camera.]

Pervs.

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[Veronica grins down at her, swings the sledge hammer, and keep swinging until there's a hole big enough to crawl through.]

Okay. Let's see the other side of this bad boy. You coming?

[That is a pretty big hole--] ... I am sooooooooooo grounded after this. But yes. Yes I am. Lead on, property-damaging munchkin.

[Veronica grabs what she hopes is a cross section and pulls herself up. Her head think against the floor below, and she groans.]

Kind of tight up here. Don't suppose you have a flashlight, either.

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