Don't know why that eats at me so...

[mr_vera]

Jayne was starting to get used to the island. Sure, he'd rather be doing something instead of just lazing around, but hell, at least there wasn't nobody shooting at him, there were a lot of pretty girls around, and everything was free. And spending a weekend as an 18-year-old (and laughing his gorram ass off at Mal) wasn't so bad, neither

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[neptune_sleuth]

Veronica had seen Jayne around at a distance, as well as on that film River had been watching. Now she was seeing him up close - a lot closer than she'd anticipated, coming out of the Compound door. Looking from him to the statue and back again, she stared. Alright, this? This was just weird. "Think you can get that all the way back to Serenity?" she asked wryly. Okay then.

[mr_vera]

Jayne looked over at the girl, who he vaguely recognized as one of River's friends. Probably just as kuángzhĕ de as River was. "I ain't takin' it nowhere," he said. "Hell, I don't even know what it's doin' here."

[crazy]

[neptune_sleuth]

One of those things then. Veronica arched an eyebrow. "Well, unless you want it to stand here in eternal testimony to your glory so that all who pass it may think of you," she said dryly, "it probably shouldn't sit by the door."

[mr_vera]

"Well, what th' ruttin' hell am I supposed t' do with a life-size statue of myself?" Jayne burst out. "I don't want it! Th' damn thing shouldn't have ever been made in th' first place!"

[neptune_sleuth]

I'll take misplaced anger for five hundred, Alex. "Play ring toss?" Veronica suggested, shrugging. "Ten points if it loops over your head."

[mr_vera]

"You ain't helpin' none," Jayne growled. Just like the new-and-not-very-improved River, she thought she was being smart when she was really just being a pain in the neck.

"Stupid piece o' gŏushĭ," he added angrily, and kicked the pedestal. He was wearing his boots, so his foot just bounced off, but it still felt vaguely satisfying.

[neptune_sleuth]

"Wasn't trying." Veronica smirked. Thinking herself smart was par for the course, and it usually involved pissing people off. "What'd they build a statue of you for anyway?"

[mr_vera]

"Some folks thought I was a hero," Jayne growled. "But there ain't no such thing as heroes."

He wanted to just walk away and pretend the statue had never arrived, but he couldn't just leave it here. Maybe he could go drop it in the ocean or something. Except hauling it around would be a pain in the ass.

[neptune_sleuth]

It was a sentiment with which Veronica Mars could wholeheartedly agree. Even the last year and a half couldn't change her mind on that score. No, there were no heroes and there was no Easter Bunny, and even having met Santa Claus couldn't make her quite believe he was real. "Plus it's kind of creepy," she said, looking up at it.

[mr_vera]

"It's a gorram eerie-ass piece o' crap and I never wanna see it again," Jayne said firmly. "Hey, maybe I could blow it up with one o' my grenades!" he added, his eyes lighting up.

[neptune_sleuth]

Veronica thought it was a pity that the idea of blowing it up just made her look around for Shep. "If you get it away from the Compound first," she said. "Otherwise, the IPD'll come pouring out on you."

[mr_vera]

Jayne snorted. "I don't care 'bout the gorram police. I'm goin' back to Serenity to get me a grenade."

[neptune_sleuth]

Veronica's eyebrows jerked up, smirking slightly. "Well, you have fun with that," she said. Now it was a debate of whether to leave him to his explosions or to sit back and watch the fun when Shep or her dad turned up at the sound of the boom.