001 | voice

[hardedged]

[ the network post begins with a disgruntled exhale. great way to start, jones. nice first impression. clearly, this mysterious new arrival is glad to be here. ]

I'll make this quick and painless. The name's Jessica Jones, and I'm looking for answers.

They brand us like cattle. Expect us to play house. Assign crapass jobs.

And of all the places to wage the Cold War 2.0, they pick fucking Florida. [ she scoffs, as if that's somehow the worst offense of all. ] How do we leave this shithole?

[ there's a pointed beat of silence, as she presses her lips together in contemplation. almost as an afterthought, she adds: ]

And where can I get a drink around here? The cheaper, the better.

Comments

[hardedged]

[ someone who's talking sense for a change. finally. jess gives a scoff. ]

Big surprise.

[nastygram]

people p much always believe what is easy
turns out that is a sad universal truth

but at least you're coming into it awake

[hardedged]

Yeah. Awake. And sober.

[ it's a shame. ]

[nastygram]

ok that's like the easiest sitch to fix

i'll admit my priorities ran more toward the pissed off but i super get and appreciate the impulse
florida sucks serious dick, i suggest getting to a shitty beach town and just binging your stipend in a shitty tikki bar

[hardedged]

Check and check.

[ she already did, which is exactly the problem. now she's broke and still sober. ]

[nastygram]

no shit

how many mai tais

[hardedged]

Lost count.

[nastygram]

keep it up

i notice you didn't bitch about your ~~superpower~~ so it's probs a magic liver or like the anti hangover

[hardedged]

[ she snorts, vaguely amused. ]

You sound like an infomercial.

[nastygram]

i have watched my share of 3 am bs tv

but if i had a magic liver i would NOT be selling that shit

[hardedged]

Makes two of us.