Liam's Shuttle, Fandom and then beyond, Tuesday Evening

[firstofitskind]

So this time last year, Liam and Verity had woken up together for the first time. Yeah, much like this past weekend, it had been after being small children for a few days. But they'd decided that since that first weekend had involved sharing (toy) weaponry, then the morning after ought to count as far as anniversaries went.

Look, it made sense to them, just go with it.

A few months ago, Liam had promised Verity both flying lessons and a look at the Northern Lights, and tonight seemed like the perfect opportunity to make good on that promise, and so he'd worked out a flight plan to guide her through and packed a picnic dinner for when they got to their destination. Now all he needed was, well. Verity herself.

[ooc: for the giiiirl.]

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[arboreal_priestess]

"Okay but...have you given any thought to the possibility it started as the troopers not wanting to be sheriff and deal with all the weird calls?" Verity asked. "And then they just kept going because you're really good at it?"

[firstofitskind]

"Could be," Liam admitted. "The guy before me apparently had just up and left some months before with no notice."

[arboreal_priestess]

"That is just so entirely this island," Verity said, shaking her head. "I don't understand how it works. It's like a whole new cryptid culture. Like, I can see with my own eyes that it works, but I can't wrap my tiny human brain around it."

[firstofitskind]

"You're not the only one," Liam said, with a rueful smile of his own. "Honestly, I think it likes it that way."

The fact that nearly everyone seemed to just naturally fall in to the habit of personifying the island was really just more evidence in favor of that conclusion.

[arboreal_priestess]

"It's tricksy and contrary and I don't approve," Verity declared, ignoring what percent of that appellation could be applied to her.

[firstofitskind]

Those were also some of Liam's favorite qualities of hers, though!

"Sure, it drives me nuts sometimes," Liam had to agree. "But without the island, there wouldn't be an us, so I can't complain too much."

[arboreal_priestess]

Verity twined her fingers with Liam's and tugged them up for a kiss. "It's a ridiculous place full of ridiculous people," she said firmly. "The fact that I've been ridiculously happy here and found my person can co-exist with that."

[firstofitskind]

There was a little thrill Liam got every time Verity said the words 'I love you', and apparently that extended to hearing himself referred to as 'her person'.

"I didn't think it was possible to be 'ridiculously happy'," he admitted. "You've shown me so much..." and not just in the purely physical sense, thank you.

[arboreal_priestess]

Of course not! She'd shown him lots of things!

"Like peanut butter sandwiches and the excitement of having your own congregation?"

[firstofitskind]

"Exactly like that," Liam agreed, pulling her in for a kiss.

[arboreal_priestess]

Verity had meant it as half-joke, but she could see where it was accurate, too. For all that her childhood had been the furthest from 'normal,' she'd been a child and could introduce him to those childish things he'd missed: sandwiches and cartoons and cereal that turned the milk colors.

Whimsy and fun. And at the same time, had dragged him into a squabbling mess of a family one silver bullet at a time.

"You're mine," she whispered into the kiss. "All mine."

She could share him, of course, but...hers.

[firstofitskind]

'Dragged', as if he'd protested even a tiny bit.

"Yours," he agreed. "Love you."

[arboreal_priestess]

"Love you, too," Verity told him. "A lot more than I did this time last year. I wonder how much more I'll love you next year."

[firstofitskind]

"Depends," Liam said, giving her a thoughtful look. "Are we talking linear or exponential growth?"

Liam, your nerd was showing again.

[arboreal_priestess]

Verity groaned and flopped backwards. "I didn't come all the way to outer space to be quizzed on eighth dimensional math," she announced.

[firstofitskind]

"Mmmm, then you're going to be disappointed when you hear what navigating interdimensional space involves," Liam teased.

[arboreal_priestess]

"Jooooooooooooooooooooock," Verity whined. "I figure the ship does all the math."

[firstofitskind]

"Most," Liam corrected. "The shuttle does most of the math."

[arboreal_priestess]

"This is some nerd pact of aggression you've cooked up with my cousin," Verity accused. "For shame."

[firstofitskind]

“Hah!” Liam scoffed. “You don’t see me offering her piloting lessons, do you?” he asked pointedly.

[arboreal_priestess]

"She probably got mad that the shuttle was going to do all the really fun math," Verity snorted.

[firstofitskind]

"Nah," Liam shook his head. "I mean, don't get me wrong, Sarah's great and I like her, but if I'm not in the pilot's seat, then it's going to be you. No one else."

[arboreal_priestess]

Well...shit. Now Liam had to get kissed again, long and hard and intense, Verity's hand finding his because, what? Was she supposed to have words for how that made her feel?

[firstofitskind]

Lips and palms met, and Liam too was projecting his feelings through the Sharing.

"You're the only one I'd trust to fly me anywhere," he murmured.

[arboreal_priestess]

"You make me feel like I'm flying," she responded. "Even when both my feet are on the ground."