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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[hardedged]

Thanks, birdman. I think I'm good.

[pretendtoneedme]

[That one gets a smirk.]

Got it wrong - I'm not the birdman, the guy with actual wings is the birdman. Wanna try again?

[He can really be a smartass if he wants.]

[hardedged]

[ dove dude? pigeon prick? shithead sparrow? she huffs a dry breath. ]

Pass. There are too many of you assholes to keep track.

[pretendtoneedme]

Not that many. There's only ever been ten of us on the team.

[Of course there's the outliers that aren't a part of the team or even associated with the team at all, but still. He's not lying.]

[hardedged]

Then I just don't care enough to remember.

[ either way. ]

[pretendtoneedme]

Awww, but it's fun. You can collect all the action figures and claim to be more hipster than everyone - 'see, I know all of them! You only know the ones that showed up when the aliens did!'

[Okay yeah, now he's deliberately baiting her. He's a little shit sometimes, did he mention that?]

[hardedged]

[ EYE. ROLL. ]

Don't quit your day job. You'd be shit at stand-up.

[pretendtoneedme]

Don't need to be good at stand up. That tone of voice is its own reward.

[troooolll in the dungeon]