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California Screaming (2/?, Buffyverse/Veronica Mars)

March 18th, 2005 (11:05 am)

current mood: creative

Title : California Screaming
Rating : R
Setting : Post-Chosen for the Buffyverse characters, and after Veronica Mars 1x15 – Ruskie Business.
Summary : Veronica Mars meets some newcomers to Neptune, and finds that her safe little world has just gotten a lot more dangerous.
Author's Notes : Thanks to hjcallipygian for the beta. Lovely chap. And many thanks too to sweetjane_69 for the awesome icon. You're both stars.

Part one can be found here.

2: Reputation

The rest of History went without further incident, although I’m positive Mr. Wood kept his eye on me. Some times your reputation works in your favor, sometimes it doesn’t. Thankfully, the bell rang as I was getting all morbid.

As I crossed the halls, I saw Todd McArthur was back in school. This surprised me for a couple of reasons, the main one being that he had been Casey’s boyfriend. Sure, he wasn’t around on Friday, but that I expected. Dad always told me the first thing the police do with a suspicious death is look at the boyfriend/girlfriend/spouse/delete as applicable. I’d just figured Todd as being away from school for a couple of days more.

Todd was a jock. One of the more successful jocks of Neptune High, in that he was actually serious about what he did and didn’t just wear the letter jacket for the hell of it. Casey the cheerleader (I did mention that, right? Because Casey certainly had the habit of mentioning it) and he made one of the more golden couples of Neptune High, though mainly on the sports side. I knew them to talk to back before my fall from social grace. Now, neither of them would give me a word.

Well, Casey had an excuse now, being dead.

Todd looked upset, though something still seemed off. Admittedly, I was drawing on my fairly limited experience of grief, but it was almost like he was trying too hard. I saw all the commiserating looks he received and the soft touches of sympathy from his friends, acquaintances and random passing staff members as he walked through the halls.

I moved him a few notches up my mental must-look-into list, and headed off to apply more pressure to Wallace. If he even thought about giving me a hard time over Todd’s file….

As I rounded a corner, I bumped into Jennifer Johnson, aka "JJ" as she wants to be known. JLo has a lot to answer for. Anyhow, I literally bumped into her, as her eyes were firmly fixed ahead of me. She glanced at me, thought about saying something rude, and just hurried off instead. See, reputations do work for you sometimes.

Just out of sheer nosiness and curiosity, I turned to see just who or what she was intent on following. It turned out to be Todd McArthur.

Interesting. Casey was the jealous type, and hadn’t let any single female within meters of Todd. JJ had been one of the more recent victims of Casey’s public screaming matches. Like everyone else in Neptune High, I’d just written that off as Casey being paranoid.

Maybe not.

The rest of school dragged by. After a quick forage through the clippings file at the student newspaper, Wallace was duly leaned on. The little weasel wouldn’t promise me anything until I declared he was a veritable Sex God out loud to the next passing person. I reminded him about my taser, and made vague insinuations about picking my moment carefully. Like the next time he was talking to Georgia, to pluck one example completely out of thin air.

He folded.

I hate to keep using the taser card, but sidekicks must be abused regularly. Otherwise they start wanting their own gig. With a warm glow of accomplishment, I drove over to Weevil’s neighbourhood.

Weevil’s desire in life seems to be Professional Lovable Biker with Heart of Gold.

Or at least that's the side that he shows to me. Apart from a slight tendency to go off on me if I seem to be presuming on him, we’re solid. Mutual deals have suited us in the past, and of course his beloved grandmother adores me for getting him out of jail that one time.

I stared at his bald head and moustache for a while when I got there and tried to imagine him with a goatee. Then tried to imagine Robin Wood with that moustache and leather jacket.

Thankfully, Eli "Weevil" Navarro broke me out of this with a well timed “Hello? Earth to Mars?”

“Yup,” I said, “That’s one I’ve never heard before. In all my short existence on this wonderful world of ours, no-one has ever, once, come up with that line.”

“You’re the one looking for me, Mars,” he reminded me, stiffly folding his arms.

I shrugged. “True enough, Weevil. You know about Casey Drake, of course.”

He just looked at me. Okaaaaaay.

I pulled out the photo clipping from the school newspaper library. Couple of months back, they’d sent me out to take a few general photos of the school. Mainly before and after pictures for the great graffiti clean-up, but I remembered taking a few of the parking lot. This photo had Casey’s car in it.

“Ever see this car around, Weevil?” I asked. “Would have been a little out of place in this area. Just wondered if it stuck in your memory.”

He grinned suddenly. “Yeah, we don’t get many pink cars over here. I remember seeing it parked over by the gym on Goddard and Seventh a couple of times coming back from auto class. Me and the boys did wonder about taking it for a little ride, but somebody had already ticketed it by then.”

Interesting. One of the things Casey had boasted about last fall was the brand new home gym her father had installed. She had made sure everyone at school knew that she could do all her exercise at home, in comfort, in air conditioning. If she was in this neighbourhood, then it definitely wasn’t to use the facilities.

Neptune doesn’t do ghettos, but this was probably the closest we got to one. Low quality housing, crammed together, and mainly occupied by people employed by the rich half of Neptune. Not to mention the occasional bad ass biker woman living next door.

Weevil winced slightly as Estelle’s voice rose in a shrill shriek from outside. We had one of those shared moments of perfect understanding and went out on the porch to watch the fireworks together.

Weevil’s neighbours were known to Dad from back when he was the local Sheriff. Part of the reason why I never mentioned my visits to Weevil. Still, I remembered growing up listening to Dad talking about his day at work to Mom – when she was still around, that was. Estelle Diaz was a name he’d mentioned several times. Car theft, shoplifting, credit card fraud, drunk and disorderly – you name it, she’d probably been arrested for it.

Fortunately for her, she had Cliff McCormack, shyster extraordinaire, on her side. Dad used to come home, and swear at the sheer volume of ways Cliff had found to get her charges dropped. Eventually, though, her luck ran out, and she’d been sent to Stockton for two years.

She got released from prison a couple of months back; she’d moved right back to Neptune and back into her old housing. It made coming down to Weevil’s more interesting than before – she had a temper that could erupt any moment, no fear of anyone or anything, and a reputation for kicking asses. Personally, I was learning more of the interesting Spanish words from just hanging around.

And Dad? If by some strange co-incidence you’re reading this, then technically, I was studying Spanish. Therefore, I cannot be grounded. Or at the very least, I have a good chance on appeal.

Anyway, Estelle’s current target was sitting on a rather nice motorbike at the front of Estelle’s place. It had to be nice, because Weevil whistled softly. Probably at the bike, but who can tell for certain with Weevil? Estelle was swearing her head off at the rider, who was all wrapped up in leathers and a black helmet. Most of it went by pretty fast, but I managed to follow the basic flow: how dare this new rider park their bike where Estelle would leave hers. This was her spot and no damn puta would dare stay there if he knew what was good for him.

The rider pulled her helmet off and shook out her long, dark, curly hair.

“Faith!” exclaimed Estelle, and immediately shut up. In fact, she took a step backwards. I blinked. Weevil blinked. Most of the watching neighbourhood blinked.

This definitely wasn’t how it was supposed to go.

“Puta?” enquired Faith, raising an eyebrow.

“I... I... did not mean you, of course,” stuttered Estelle, losing cool points by the syllable. “I didn’t realise it was you, Faith. I’m sorry.”

Another first in what was turning out to be a very odd week. Luckily, Dad was back tonight, though there was no chance he’d believe me. Estelle Diaz said sorry?

"Got a cig?" asked Faith, getting off her motorcycle in a flowing motion, leathers creaking. The neighbourhood held its breath again. Estelle never shared.

“Keep the pack,” Estelle said, throwing it over. And the crowd would have gone wild, if a) they didn’t want to miss a thing, and b) Estelle wouldn't be looking for someone to take her frustrations out on later. No sense in drawing attention to yourself, after all.

Me? I moved forward to get a better look.

Faith unzipped her leather jacket to show a grey T-shirt underneath it, with what looked like some sort of message hand written on it. Sticking a cigarette in her mouth, she just looked at Estelle. “Lighter?”

Estelle nodded and tossed that over too. By now the sheer volume of surprises had rendered the watchers incapable of surprise.

“Just passing through, and decided to stay a while. That cool?” she said, taking a deep draw. “See the sights, that sort of shit.” For some reason, I could just feel her looking at me and Weevil through her hair. “Scenery seems pretty nice from where I’m standing right now.”

And with an almost predatory gait, she crossed over to Estelle, and urged her inside. “Let’s catch up on old times, yeah?” she said, almost purring. Estelle just swallowed and went inside.

Weevil let out a soft breath. I remembered to breathe. Faith flicked her eyes around the people watching one more time. "Don’t touch the bike," she announced to all and sundry, and flicked the now-smoked cigarette butt up in the air.

It landed at my feet. I looked at it, then looked back up at her. "Be seeing you," she winked, and went indoors.

Now that’s an entrance.

End part two

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Posted by: Ilex (The Writer Formerly Known as Ginnysdarkside) (sweetjane_69)
Posted at: March 18th, 2005 04:21 am (UTC)


Wheee... This really is good Booster. You seem to have a feel for the chars, and it flows really well, even with all the narrative summary. I like her comments and I loved Faith's appearance.

Posted by: Sentimental yet sardonic (booster17)
Posted at: March 18th, 2005 05:47 pm (UTC)
Veronica Screaming [sweetjane_69]

Hee hee.. thanks, Hol. *huggles*

Lar and I together will drag you kicking and screaming into VM fandom. And no, you're not getting a say. And gosh - just look at this gorgeous icon someone made for me. :D

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Posted by: Sentimental yet sardonic (booster17)
Posted at: March 19th, 2005 04:21 pm (UTC)

Posted by: uninvitedCat (uninvitedcat)
Posted at: March 18th, 2005 04:38 am (UTC)

Haaaah! More! This is really enjoyable! (And now I want to experience the fullness of Veronica Mars goddamnit!)

Posted by: Sentimental yet sardonic (booster17)
Posted at: March 18th, 2005 05:45 pm (UTC)
Veronica Screaming [sweetjane_69]

Believe me, when I find out which UK channel has the rights, I'll be broadcasting that all over my LJ. It's the first show in ages that I've sworn to get the dvd box set of only halfway through a season.

Posted by: Akadougal (akadougal)
Posted at: March 19th, 2005 04:29 am (UTC)

Posted by: iyalode (iyalode)
Posted at: March 18th, 2005 05:06 am (UTC)

I confess to knowing absolutely jack about VM. But you've got me hooked.

Posted by: Sentimental yet sardonic (booster17)
Posted at: March 18th, 2005 05:48 pm (UTC)
Veronica Screaming [sweetjane_69]

Job's a good 'un, then. :D Thanks!

Posted by: HJ (hjcallipygian)
Posted at: March 18th, 2005 06:18 am (UTC)
Pimp Juice - by Calendae

I don't even know how many times I've read Faith's entrance now, but it's still awesome. Can't wait to get the next iteration! This is rocking like a rocker who's rocking out.

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Posted by: Sentimental yet sardonic (booster17)
Posted at: March 18th, 2005 05:56 pm (UTC)

Posted by: Sentimental yet sardonic (booster17)
Posted at: March 18th, 2005 05:53 pm (UTC)

Posted by: liptonrm (liptonrm)
Posted at: March 18th, 2005 06:57 am (UTC)


I found my way over here cause HJ has been all proddy about reading your fic and, wow, am I grateful he was. Like so many others I'm completely familiar with Veronica Mars but I'm digging the vibe of this story. Entertaining, intriguing and exciting.

And, just a warning, I think I'm gonna have to friend you 'cause after a look at your other fic I'm pretty sure that I'm going to want to keep an eye on whatever you happen to be writing. You've got some real talent.

Posted by: Sentimental yet sardonic (booster17)
Posted at: March 18th, 2005 05:43 pm (UTC)
Veronica Screaming [sweetjane_69]

*blushes and welcomes you on board*

I guess I should warn you that I'm mainly Buffyverse stuff and crossovers, but Veronica Mars is becoming an obession too - I went through all 15 episodes in 5 days. Thank god I was on holiday that week.

Come on in!

Posted by: liptonrm (liptonrm)
Posted at: March 21st, 2005 09:38 am (UTC)

Posted by: thirdgorchbro (thirdgorchbro)
Posted at: March 18th, 2005 07:03 am (UTC)

Yes, hjcallipygian also took the words right out of my mouth. I love VM, and I've been waiting for good VM/BtVS crossover. And now my wait is over. Can't wait for the next chapter!

Posted by: thirdgorchbro (thirdgorchbro)
Posted at: March 18th, 2005 07:04 am (UTC)

Boy, that post had too many uses of the word "wait."

Posted by: Sentimental yet sardonic (booster17)
Posted at: March 18th, 2005 05:52 pm (UTC)

Posted by: Marcus L. Rowland (ffutures)
Posted at: March 18th, 2005 07:05 am (UTC)

I'm going to have to watch this series, aren't I. First rozk and jennyo and now you. I can take a hint...

Posted by: Sentimental yet sardonic (booster17)
Posted at: March 18th, 2005 05:31 pm (UTC)
Veronica Screaming [sweetjane_69]

It's worth it. There's an absorbing meta-plot which shows definite signs of being worked out well in advance and stuck to. And each week's mystery tend to work well on their own too.

And some of the acting is amazingly good.

Posted by: Brendan (brendanm720)
Posted at: March 18th, 2005 09:52 am (UTC)
Well, I guess I'll have to make alternate viewing plans...
Starbuck Frak

Another Great chapter. I'm gonna have to start watching this series, now.

I looked into Veronica Mars in my area, and because I live in a relatively small town (actually, the town I live in consists of a liquor store, a general store, a fire barn, a township hall, two churches, a bank, an insurance agent, a lawyer, and the post office and that's it -- But we're about 10 miles from a town that, with suburbs, is populated by about 60000 people) We don't have UPN (which is where VM airs [or in this case, doesn't] here).

Time to dig up my eyepatch.


Posted by: Sentimental yet sardonic (booster17)
Posted at: March 18th, 2005 05:37 pm (UTC)
Re: Well, I guess I'll have to make alternate viewing plans...
Veronica Screaming [sweetjane_69]

Piracy is a terrible, terrible thing.

And as such I will not be pointing you here, because that would be a bad, bad thing.

And I feel really, really bad for getting you addicted. No, honestly. Would I lie to you?

Posted by: Brendan (brendanm720)
Posted at: March 18th, 2005 05:58 pm (UTC)
Re: Well, I guess I'll have to make alternate viewing plans...

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Posted by: Sentimental yet sardonic (booster17)
Posted at: March 18th, 2005 05:37 pm (UTC)
Veronica Screaming [sweetjane_69]

Thanks! It's a little worrying how well Veronica and I seem to be getting on actually.

Posted by: I write (absolut_jmo)
Posted at: March 18th, 2005 11:09 am (UTC)

Okay you've sucked me in and even though I don't watch VM I will be reading this.

Excellent job.

Now that’s an entrance. Amen! I could picture it all happening
and loved every minute of it.

Posted by: Sentimental yet sardonic (booster17)
Posted at: March 18th, 2005 05:50 pm (UTC)
Veronica Screaming [sweetjane_69]

*waves pocket-watch in front of JMo*

You will watch... You will watch Veronica Mars...

Posted by: bastardsnow (bastardsnow)
Posted at: March 18th, 2005 02:17 pm (UTC)

I'm really enjoying this. I've only seen a few eps of VM, but it looks very promising.

Hope ya don't mind if I friend ya.

Posted by: Sentimental yet sardonic (booster17)
Posted at: March 18th, 2005 05:34 pm (UTC)
Veronica Screaming [sweetjane_69]

I certainly don't mind at all. I've seen you enough times round liz_marcs's LJ to know you're fun. I, however, will make no promises about the quality staying like this.

But fun and randomness a plenty.

Thanks for the kind words. :D

Posted by: bluesman99 (bluesman99)
Posted at: March 18th, 2005 07:03 pm (UTC)

What fun! I'm really enjoying this cross-over. And I love what you've done with Veronica.

Posted by: midnightsjane (midnightsjane)
Posted at: March 18th, 2005 10:38 pm (UTC)

Whee, this is a fun read! I loved Faith's entrance, it is so her style. Hurry up and write the next chapter please (but no pressure). I'll be waiting here by my computer screen....

Posted by: Sentimental yet sardonic (booster17)
Posted at: March 19th, 2005 03:22 am (UTC)
Veronica Screaming [sweetjane_69]

Ha! No pressure at all - it's already written and at the beta. All pressure is on him. *smirks*

Just don't ask about part 4 yet, k?

Posted by: Spectacularly Adequate Empress (empressvesica)
Posted at: March 28th, 2005 06:46 am (UTC)
Faith - Riding a Biker [houses7177]

AyeYiYi! Now THAT's what I'm talking about. Couldn't have written a better entrace for Faith myself. Weevil is so odd. I love the character but V's little asides about him..yeah. Right there with her. He is totally going for the Hood Humanitarian award.

Great installment. See? Now you won't have to tie me in front of the computer and force me to read while I am on vaycay. Which is all good as far as I'm concerned.

Posted by: Sentimental yet sardonic (booster17)
Posted at: March 28th, 2005 07:13 am (UTC)
Faith ride [foxglove_icons]

What should I force you to do when you're all tied up then? Okay.

Kinda thought you'd like the entrance. Faith's the kinda gal to make waves wherever she goes...

Posted by: Spectacularly Adequate Empress (empressvesica)
Posted at: March 28th, 2005 07:18 am (UTC)

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