003 | video

[hardedged]

[ as the video feed starts, something seems a bit... off about jessica jones, to anyone familiar with her typical demeanor. namely, she looks more relaxed and rested, and of most significance, she wears a warm smile. guess who's been infected with compulsive affection? #yikes ]

Hey, everyone. It's Jess. I've been thinking, and look... I know I haven't left the best impression here. [ a sigh, as her grin falls a bit. she sounds regretful, though sincere. ] But I wanna start over. About time I said sorry. You've been great, and I'm lucky to know all of you.

Hope you guys have a good Valentine's. You deserve it.

[ somebody save her. ]

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[magnitudes]

( oh, hi, kisses. unexpected.

Normally she'd be one hundred percent into it - and she is, still, save that Jess isn't the one to do that normally, and that makes it feel weird, because she's pretty sure Jess is going to hate that she did do that, at some point. It's a depressing thought, but it's the truth. Sarissa holds the kiss for a moment, before easing back. )

Careful, you'll get ice cream on you. ( Quiet and teasing and as if preserving their clothes is why she's leaning away, and not later Jessica's inevitable regret.) Smooth way to make me shut up, but.

[hardedged]

[ she pulls back when sarissa does, glancing down at their order with an amused smile. ]

Guess we should hurry before it melts. [ she takes a spoon, grabbing a bit. ] I don't want you to shut up, you know. You should not shut up. More often.

[magnitudes]

( She is in the twilight zone, but scoops up some ice cream for herself. )

Careful, that's pretty much encouraging me to be even more of a bullshit artist.

[hardedged]

[ jess scoffs, swallowing a spoonful. not bad. ]

Hey, knock it off. If I can't talk crap about myself, you're off limits too.

[magnitudes]

What? But that's my favourite activity. I'm heaps good at it.

[hardedged]

[ she narrows her gaze, licking her spoon clean with an expression that could pass for flirtatious. ]

There's something else you're better at.

[magnitudes]

( A hopeless attempt at innocence, as she gulps her ice cream. )

Ordering ice cream?

[hardedged]

[ her smile only brightens, and jess covers her hand with one of her own. ]

Let's get out of here, and I'll show you.

[magnitudes]

Um, y'know--

( How to say "no" in a way that doesn't make Sarissa feel shitty and doesn't make Jess feel rejected? Delicate territory. )

I'm actually-- I think I'm coming down with something pretty bad, itchy throat and stuff? I'd hate to make you sick, and stuff. Maybe we can raincheck for another day when I'll be better at uh-- appreciating?

[hardedged]

[ there's a beat as jess withdraws her hand. she's a private eye — detecting bullshit is in her blood, even if her radar's a bit skewed at the moment. they both have enhanced physiology; she doesn't buy that excuse for a second. ]

What's going on?

[magnitudes]

I really want to, but I'm just-- kinda stressed out and all distracted. It's literally me and not you, I swear. Just... saying I'm not in the mood feels stupid, y'know? 'Cause normally I'm entirely in the mood.

( slight stretch but technically true, she is stressing out about the wellbeing of Jessica Jones )

[hardedged]

[ she pauses, assessing her with a concerned gaze. ]

They say talking helps. Always thought that was shit, but it's worth a shot.

[magnitudes]

( Gently, she catches Jessica's hand again. )

What if we just hang out and maybe cuddle later? Talking if I can get my head around it. Sound good?

[hardedged]

[ cuddle... huh, she likes the sound of that. jess squeezes back gently. ]

Deal.

[magnitudes]

Deal? Good. You'll be spooned like you've never been spooned before. It'll blow your mind.