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[hardedged]

[ hello, heroes. it's been a while since jessica jones popped up on the network. months, in fact. while she prefers to wallow in misery, an urgent need has compelled her presence tonight. namely booze. she's running out of cash, and she's too proud to beg for a drink. desperate times and all.

along with her post, there's an attachment with her phone number and directions to her address — a small, crapass apartment in maurtia falls. it's apt, if you know her. ]

Never been great at this PR shit, but here goes nothing.

Opened a business. While back. Alias Investigations.

Name's Jessica Jones. Private investigator. Reasonable rates. Damn good at what I do. Ask around if you want.

Trying to find a missing person? Or looking to catch a cheating asshole in the act? Come on in.

[ #nailedit ]

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[shutterbugged]

He's a mutual acquaintance. An old friend I haven't seen in way longer than I should've.

[ Almost six years! Dang. ]

[hardedged]

Doubt he'd hang out with a guy named after a bug.

[ what kind of crapass name is spider-man, anyway? ]

[shutterbugged]

Hey, I have it on good authority that he thinks I'm the man.
Lowercase the man, not The Man.
Well, maybe in most demographic respects, but that's not really the point I was trying to make...

Anyway, point is, yes we're friends, and in my universe so are me and you. Sorry if that weirds you out.

[ Uh, it's better than Jewel?? or Knightress??? ]

[hardedged]

[ #RUDE ]

Whatever. You're not the first asshole to tell me this shit. Just get one thing through your thick head now. I'm not the Jessica Jones you know.

[ for one, she doesn't have friends. gross. ]

[shutterbugged]

Believe me, Jess, I noticed.

[ Ooooh you made him mad--well, mildly testy. Still, an accomplishment! ]

[hardedged]

[ just as planned. ]

Good. So back off already.

[shutterbugged]

Since you asked so nicely.

If you change your mind and need some questions answered, you know where to find me.