text | un: j.jones

[hardedged]

[ jessica jones doesn't want to be here. yes, she sat through the orientation video, as crapass and cheesy as it was, and told the assholes who greeted her that this was a mistake. she doesn't need to be rescued or sent to a new home, but despite her demand to return to her world, she would have to wait. it's difficult to navigate the portal, they inform her, and they ask for her patience. too bad that she lacks any.

a few hours after her arrival, jess decides to grace the network with her presence. what else is there to do while she waits around in a city on the fucking moon? ]

i didn't sign up for this star trek narnia bullshit. how long does it take to fix this goddamn portal?

and where can i find a decent drink in this shithole?

[ #priorities ]

Comments

[idolpire]

Flirting already? Cheeky minx.

[hardedged]

i don't flirt. keep it up, shithead, and you'll find out how cheeky i can get.

[hardedged]

pickup's fine

[ she's strong enough to carry a crate or two, if necessary. ]

[idolpire]

Careful, pet. I like a little bit of rough and tumble. Practically foreplay for vampires.

[Warning her was the least he could do. He'd made a previous statement that he'd be upfront. If she wanted to start a little tussle, he had to at least let her know what she was tussling with -- even if, technically, he couldn't tussle properly at the moment. Still...]

[hardedged]

bullshit

[ a vampire. yeah fucking right. then again, she's seen stranger. hell, this whole place is goddamn weird. ]

[idolpire]

Which part? What I like, or what I am? Happy to prove either.

Maybe over a drink?

[hardedged]

pass, edward cullen. keep that kinky shit to yourself.

[idolpire]

Real vampires don't bloody well sparkle.

[Well now she'd just gone and insulted him.]

[500gallontank]

you can try quarantine

name of a bar

as for place, parking garage is normally empty this time of night

[The fact that that probably sounds creepy--like, how the fuck he'd know that much less invite someone there--totally escapes him. He gets why someone would want to, you know, not be around people. ]

[hardedged]

[ oh good. payback's a bitch, and her name is jessica jones. ]

i bet you shine like a diamond in the sun

[idolpire]

I bet you hit like a girl.

[hardedged]

[ it does sound pretty creepy, but everyone she's met so far matches that description. either that or an asshole. ]

speaking from experience there?

[hardedged]

i do. one that can knock you out cold.

[idolpire]

[Suspicion.]

You're not another bloody Slayer, are you?

[500gallontank]

[ He's mostly just antisocial. Occupational hazard. ]

too many people everywhere else

also


cars

[hardedged]

[ jessica has no clue what a slayer is, but she's not about to give the game away. why do that when she can just screw with him instead? ]

yep

[idolpire]

Yeah? A Slayer that drinks? Where're you from? Bulgaria?

[hardedged]

slaying's no fun if you're sober

[ is she doing this right. who the hell knows. #nailedit ]

[hardedged]

cars

[ how... is that a valid answer... ]

[idolpire]

I've seen a Slayer fight drunk. She didn't last long. Of course, I was surprised she made it past her sixteenth birthday. If you're a lush, you're either a very young lush, or a very old liar.

[hardedged]

believe what you want, bloodsucker. i don't give a damn.

[idolpire]

Why don't you threaten me over a drink, then?

[potentialed]

Not likely.

[500gallontank]

cars

you got something against cars

?

[If so, they clearly cannot be frands, 'jjones'. He thought you were cool.]

[hardedged]

are you desperate to get your ass kicked or something?