closed | you're a little much for me

[hardedged]

WHO: Jessica Jones, Gemini De Mille, Peter Parker, Sarah Manning, and Raven Reyes
WHERE: Nonah, De Chima, and Maurtia Falls
WHEN: Various times throughout the month
WHAT: The perpetual saga of Jessica Jones and her crapass life. This is fine.
WARNINGS: The usual — Swearing, alcoholism, and Jess being an asshole. Will update with more if necessary.



nonah | gemini

[ she's tired and tipsy, which is a dangerous combination for jessica jones. stuck in some shitty bar, listening to some shitty band — jess can't quite contain herself, and an insult rolls off her tongue. it's an effortless retort, yet one that earns the stern glare of a stranger.

"Will you please shush, some of us are trying to listen!"

turning her head, she lifts her brow. ]

Listen to this.

[ she remarks flippantly, before giving the other woman the middle finger. classy, jones. ]

de chima | peter parker

[ it's a bright, beautiful morning, and jessica jones is spending it with a bottle of booze. nothing beats day drinking. unfortunately, of course, someone has to ruin it — peter goddamn parker, in particular.

"I hate to knock on someone's hobby, but you do know it's not even noon yet, right?"

in response to that sarcastic question, jess merely rolls her eyes. ]

It's noon somewhere.

maurtia falls | sarah manning

[ it's the middle of the month, and one may assume that jessia jones would get her shit together by now. after all, her routine over the past year has consisted of daily drinking and taking on the occasional (yet meaningless) case.

however, she's endured immeasurable loss over the past few weeks, including a near miss of her own. perhaps that's why she's been drinking more often than usual, which is truly saying something. almost dying tends to do that to a person. ]

de chima | raven reyes

[ she's in the neighborhood for a case, following the trail of some cheating bastard. even after all this time, jess can't bring herself to accept more meaningful cases, with the rare exception. alias investigations is a way to help her afford monthly rent and daily intoxication, nothing more.

after all, the last time she tried to do something with more purpose, she fucked it up. there's no point in repeating that mistake.

a large motorcycle outside one of the buildings catches her attention. it reminds her of luke cage, and she takes a moment to pause as an annoying wave of nostalgia washes over her. it's been over a year since she's seen luke, and when she last left him, she shot him in the goddamn head. nice going, jones.

she's snapped out of her thoughts when the owner of the motorcycle, approaching the adjacent repair shop, begins raising his tone. apparently, he's not interested in paying his invoice, in spite of the young woman's diligence in fixing his vehicle. ]

There a problem?

[ jess inquires, her gaze narrowing into a sharp glare as she enters the scene. not that raven can't take care of herself, but she's willing to step in should the situation escalate. ]

Comments

[coppelganger]

[ Sarah isn't exactly sure why she's walking around downtown Maurtia Falls. She doesn't know anyone who lives there, except for Jessica Jones.

So maybe she's looking for Jessica Jones.

Maybe she just wants to talk to somebody who isn't going to act like everything is great when in actuality, everything sucks. It's her birthday, and she's still stuck in this universe. Sarissa's gone, again, and as much as Sarah is doing her best to pretend otherwise, people don't port out for updates twice in as many months. Things go like this—shit happens, and Sarah just keeps crawling forward, but it never gets any better.

She lucks out and finds Jessica in the third bar she looks at. Doesn't say a word, just slumps into the seat next to her and waits. ]

[hardedged]

[ of all the gin joints in all the towns in all the world, sarah manning walks into hers.

it's been a month since they last crossed paths — goddamn valentine's day, which was a disaster for her in general. the memory is sharp in her mind, one she seeks to dull with a deluge of hard liquor.

lifting her brow, jess catches a glimpse of the other woman as she takes a seat. well, what a surprise. ]

What the hell are you doing here?

[ maurtia falls is a long way to travel, just for a drink. ]

[coppelganger]

I felt like getting away. [ From Nonah. At least this city is less obvious about its boner for imPorts. Living outside Nonah proper helps, but whenever she goes downtown there's the risk of someone trying to start up an impromptu interview.

She gives Jess a sideways look. ] What about you, what's the occasion? [ As if there needs to be one for Jessica Jones to be in a bar. ]

[hardedged]

[ she huffs a low breath, pressing her lips together. a part of her wonders if the reason for her impromptu visit is sarissa. it would make the most sense, all things considered. ]

It's a Thursday. [ it's a simple response, accentuated by a shrug. ] Trouble in paradise?

[coppelganger]

[ That comment makes Sarah turn to look at Jess, frowning. ]

What's that supposed to mean?

[hardedged]

[ taking another swig, jess meets her gaze. ]

You felt like getting away. [ she repeats sarah's words, as her expression softens. ] Sarissa's going through some shit. I don't blame you.

[coppelganger]

Sarissa's not even there. [ She hadn't meant to say it, but the words are out before she has time to think about it. ] The second year in a row she's missed my birthday.

[ Ugh, what a shitshow. ]

Nonah

[stretchy_girl]

[Gemini's attention is divided between the band and the troublemaker, but when the other woman gives her the finger she sees it, her mouth falling open in outrage at the gesture.]

Hey that's just uncalled for! If you don't like it here go someplace else!

[Gemini glares, her shock turning to anger as she gives the rude woman a look that could burn through steel. Nothing's worse than rudeness in her book.]

[hardedged]

[ yeah well, better prepare yourself for a whole lot more of that, gemini. jess scoffs, leaning back in her chair and still feeling buzzed from her tenth drink. ]

Take your own advice, lady.

[stretchy_girl]

[Well if that's not absolutely infuriating! Gemini's eyes narrow even further and she wishes for a moment that she could punch Jess, and acting on that base instinct her body responds, her arm stretching across the room to deliver a powerful punch, whoops!]

Oh my goodness...I didn't mean that!

[How did she even do that?]

[hardedged]

[ her eyes widen, as jess collapses from her seat. with a harsh grunt, she looks up from her position on the ground. jesus, that hurt. ]

Bullshit!

[stretchy_girl]

I didn't, honest!

[Gemini's on her feet now and backing away, hoping to avoid a confrontation let alone the stares of the onlookers.]

[hardedged]

[ struggling to her feet, jessica swallows hard as she regains her balance. without a word, she heads in the other woman's direction, her expression indignant. yeah, there's no chance that she's letting this go now. ]

sorry for the delay!

[shutterbugged]

Well, you're sober enough to remember time zones, congratulations.

[ As soon as he's said it, Peter feels guilty. For once he's almost glad he hasn't seen May in seven years, so he can pretend he doesn't know exactly what kind of Disappointed Face she'd be giving him right now.

He sighs. ]

Look, I'm sorry. Is-- [ he's going to get snapped at, but he's asking anyway ]-- is everything okay?

no worries!

[hardedged]

[ it's not like the insult affects her, not truly. jess has heard much worse. hell, she's said worse about herself. ]

Like you give a crap.

[shutterbugged]

I give at least fifty percent of a crap, give me that much credit.

[ Wow. He really...cannot help himself, can he. ]

Seriously, though. You think I'm annoying now, imagine how bad I can be when I'm nagging you about your health.

[hardedged]

[ he's the absolute worst, for the record. ]

I already had one mom, Parker.

[ "had," not "have." the insult flows so naturally that jess doesn't realize what she's unintentionally revealed. ]

Don't need another.

[shutterbugged]

[ Huh. He knew Jessica was an orphan, but the one he knows has an adoptive, or maybe foster, mother. Maybe that's part of why this one seems so much...sharper around the edges. ]

That's a shame. I've had seven years to perfect my Aunt May's wheatcakes recipe. Meatloaf's still not up to snuff, but I'm working on it.

[hardedged]

[ why is he still talking? good lord. ]

Jesus.

[ with an irritated sigh, jess brushes past him, bumping into his shoulder hard. it's only been thirty seconds, but she's already tired of this conversation. ]

[specialise]

[ raven isn't prone to violence, so she goes with the next best thing: raising her voice and sounding an awful lot like a lion ready to eat her stupid, male prey. her brace, ignored by those who have two working cells in their brains, has been brought up as a means of trying to outrun or outwit her, but raven's newfound ability in bionic physiology means one small step on her end encompasses two of his long strides. in short, she's been able to keep up with him. she doesn't need empathy to know this has unsettled him greatly. ]

[ her narrowed eyes shoot daggers at the man, and if it were her power, she'd make him explode with just her mind. lacking it in her skill set doesn't mean raven isn't going to try. ]

[ the man tells jessica to fuck off and mind her own business, lady. ]

Your business isn't finished, asshole. [ those narrowed eyes of hers are trying to make his brain explode again. the presence of this woman means he's boxed in with two angry lionesses. ] Pay your damn bill before this gets messy.

[ the man turns around to scoff at raven, demeaning her as a pretty girl and an import, like both are meant to be some sort of slur. ]

[hardedged]

[ this guy is just asking to get beaten up by both of them. what a dumbass. similar to every other pretentious prick she's met in her life, he underestimates them, which will soon prove to be his downfall.

shifting forward, jessica reaches out to take hold of the man's wrist. with a simple tug, she twists it behind his back, smirking in satisfaction once he releases a sharp grunt of pain. ]

You heard her, dipshit.

[specialise]

[ if raven's surprised by the sudden display of physical intimidation, she doesn't show it. rather, she milks it, easily falling into step. what's the point of protesting this woman helping her, when raven's been hesitant (and unsure) of how to use her abilities to intimidate this man? her natural air of being smarter than him clearly isn't cutting it. ]

[ so, raven crosses her arms against her chest and raises her eyebrow in a fuck you to him. ]

You should listen to my associate. She's very friendly.

[ the man winces, grimacing and trying to hide the pain of not only his ego inflating but that of his wrist. he might need just a little more of a twist, jessica ... ]

[hardedged]

[ she's on it. huffing a dry, tired breath, as if she's already growing bored of him, jess applies more pressure. it's a shame there's no glass window around to shatter. the man finally falls to his knees, though whether he's on the verge of surrender is still up for debate. ]

Keep your wallet or your hand. [ another painful twist. ] Your choice.

[specialise]

[ the problem with having awesome (and concerning) abilities is that raven doesn't know how to flip the switch. it's clear as day to her that this woman has incredibly unrivalled strength — a feat raven finds both incredibly exhilarating and envious — and raven ... she doesn't quite know how to flick hers on. ]

[ so, instead, she turns on the power that she does have: her bravado. much like the bird she was named after, she puffs out her chest and appears much bigger than she did before. ]

She will break your hand. [ matter-of-factly stated, even though raven doesn't know strong woman from that dude named adam. she takes a step forward, the man grimacing, acting like he doesn't have nerves and bones in neither his legs nor his arm that's wrapped around his back. ]

[ after another step, raven's left arm starts becoming wrapped in metal. at first raven looks a bit shocked by it, but then she ignores it, as she does everything else that's out of her control, and flexes her arm and those newly found metal fingers of hers. ]

[ standing before him, she opens her metal hand up, wiggling her fingers. ] Payment plus a tip, please.

[ the man struggles for a moment, but appears to evidently chooses to sacrifice his wallet instead of his hand. ]

[hardedged]

[ perhaps she caught raven's attention at first with her sudden display of strength, yet she returns the favor when her arm abruptly transforms. jess widens her gaze, even if her grip doesn't loosen.

with his unobstructed hand, he retrieves the wallet from his pocket, dropping the item unceremoniously. casting him aside without a care, jessica observes coldly as he collapses to the floor. then, she bends over to pick up the wallet before tossing it in raven's direction. ]

Smarter than he looks.