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.

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[storyseeker]

If your job pays well enough, couldn't you rent your own place? I haven't heard anything that says imPorts have to live in the provided housing. Save up a few weeks, put down a deposit, done.

[hardedged]

Not good enough.

[ that still means she's forced to live in assigned housing for a while. ]

[storyseeker]

You could always look for an empty imPort apartment, break in and start squatting.

[It's a joke. Mostly.]

[hardedged]

[ a dry snort. ]

Now you're talking.

[storyseeker]

[She laughs a little.]

I'd ask you if it's really that bad, having roommates, but I've been to college. I don't blame anyone for preferring their own space.

[hardedged]

Only pain in the ass I wanna deal with is myself.

[storyseeker]

At least then you know what you're getting into. Someone else's bad habits? That's not the fun kind of surprise.

[hardedged]

Never is. I'm too old for that bullshit.

[storyseeker]

Aren't we all?

[hardedged]

[ she grumbles something akin to agreement. ]

Next question is — what do these pricks really want?

[storyseeker]

That is the important one. [She thinks so, anyway.] Even if we were brought here by mistake, I don't think anyone builds a device that can reach through dimensions accidentally.