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

text | username: bigbad

[idolpire]

Depends on if you want an actual shithole or somewhere posh. Know of a few holes in the wall that don't care about much other than the color of your money. That about do, or you want a mimosa and brunch?

text; un: stranger.things

[potentialed]

You haven't been to many "shitholes" if you think this place counts as one.

[hardedged]

screw brunch

[ that's all she has to say about that. ]

somewhere cheap and fast works. i'm not picky.

[idolpire]

[She'll get a ping and a map of the city with a few dots on it marking the places he frequented that he preferred.]

The one near the gate by the abandoned part of the city's good.

[hardedged]

what, you some kind of expert?

[potentialed]

Are you?

[hardedged]

[ hmm. she should appreciate the help, but jess is too skeptical by nature. plus, maybe she shouldn't be taking advice from some stranger with the username "bigbad." real original there. ]

sounds like you've been here for a while

[ if he knows the local bars like the back of his hand. ]

[hardedged]

yep

[potentialed]

Then you must be getting rusty.

[idolpire]

[He was clearly the best helper in the entire universe, Jessica. Wow. So suspicious.]

Not that long. I know bars. I know shitholes. I know how to find what I want in any part of the world. This one's not too different.

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[500gallontank]

far as I know no one's working on the fucking portal

drink depends on how much privacy you want and how many tits you want shoved in your face

[Someone is not a fan of the kinkier establishments, ok.]

text | un: stonerwolf

[willinglychanged]

I mean there's this place called the Quarantine... which I'm kinda hoping serves drinks cause I'm the new bartender??

[hardedged]

[ it's cool. she's not either. ]

i've got a zero tolerance tit policy

[500gallontank]

that's going to limit your options

might consider liquor store + private place combo

[hardedged]

yeah? when's happy hour?

[willinglychanged]

uhh... I mean I kinda haven't started working yet.
So uh, happy hour is like... every hour? [Wow Drew you're a shitty salesman.]

[hardedged]

[ well, shit. they have stores here. that was her preference back home. ]

they sell in bulk?

[hardedged]

[ well, jess is a shitty customer so it all evens out. ]

don't hold your breath for employee of the year

[hardedged]

or i'm just talking to a moron

[hardedged]

yeah well, what i want is a way out. know how to find that?

[idolpire]

We all got the same story you did, lamb. We wait or we stay. Could be worse. At least they shack you up when you get here.

[hardedged]

who the hell are you calling a lamb

[ because that's the takeaway from his comment. she's so offended right now. not cool, man. not cool. ]

[idolpire]

Would you prefer pussycat? Maybe bitch?

[500gallontank]

some places probably deliver

but that ruins the point of the private place

[hardedged]

more like the asshole who's gonna punch you in the face

[ well, at least she acknowledges that she's an asshole. impressive self-awareness. ]