1315/Interrogatus Interruptus

Interrogatus Interruptus
Date of Scene:	05 June 2017
Location:	Unknown
Synopsis:	Jessica Jones tries to interrogate one of the participants in the latest streetfight, but has an encounter with Talia al'Ghul instead.
Cast of Characters:	Jessica Jones, Talia al Ghul

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Jessica Jones has posed:
Coughing up smoke from smokebombs? Check. Irritated AF because she went in after people who were already out? Check. Guy on rooftop who needs an interrogation?

Double. Check.

It's that last thought that gets Jessica Jones back on an even keel. She blinks away tears and goes leaping back to where she stowed the guy.

She crouches down in front of him and says, "Ok, douchebag, listen up. You're a murdering sack of shit. So I have no problem doing whatever it takes to get some answers. You got options. I can sit here, like this, and listen while you tell me about ninjas and whatever the fuck shooting each other up, and drugs, and arson, and why all this is happening, and who is behind it-- basically anything anyone worth their salt would want to know about shit like why your buddy just shot a dude with a fucking crossbow. And then? I'll drop you off at the hospital."

She lays one hand juuuuust over his broken knee, without touching him. "Or I start feeling you up. Capiche? And when you're done screaming and crying, you'll tell me anyway. And then? I'll knock your ass out and drop you off at the police station with a note reading 'murderer' written on your head in Sharpie. It'll be hours before the cops get around to sorting you out or getting you any sort of medical attention, and your shit probably won't heal right after hours untreated. I don't care either way. Your call."

And then? One Jessica Jones lifts her eyebrows. And waits.

Talia al Ghul has posed:
When Jessica returns, she'll find the man trying his best to make an escape, of course with a busted knee he's not made it very far. When re secured and manhandled by the woman, he remains quiet for several moments, clearly in a lot of pain as he clutches at his knee, but looking at Jessica with a look that is somewhere between defiance, and fear. "I can't say anything.. they'll kill me." He finally utters out.

It is about this time, as chance would have it, that a throwing blade is launched through the air, whizzing quickly in towards the injured man on a trajectory that will be quite lethal if it lands, the originator of that blade is the woman in the skin tight suit, long black hair, and the cloth mask that covers her mouth and nose, standing on a neighboring roof that gives her slight elevation on the two.

Jessica Jones has posed:
Jessica sees it out of the corner of her eye just in time.

Here's the thing about Jones.

The type to threaten a guy to get some answers? Yes. The type to let him get murdered? Not really, no. When he suddenly gets up and mind controlls half the city, maybe. So her arm whips out reflexively.

Is it a super cool catch maneuver? Is it some sort of block? Does she whip her captive out of the blade's way in the nick of time?

Nope.

She just kind of takes it in the arm, gasping in pain as she stares down at it. She looks up to see where the blade came from and...

"Well, I'll take my answers from you too..."

And that's when she //leaps// across to close the distance. Attempting mostly to land on the lady ninja who has entered the scene, apparently with the intent of shutting up her...witness?

Is this knife //still// sticking out of her arm? Yes. Yes it is.

Talia al Ghul has posed:
The method of deflection, or lack there of, perhaps does take Talia by surprise by the little raise of her brow.. she watches the other woman shift, tense, then leap that super powered leap across the rooftop to where she stands.

While Talia is not super powered, she is incredibly skilled, having trained alongside Bruce Wayne, and personally mentored by the best of the best that the League of Assassins has to offer. That is to say, she is not easily caught my a leaping metahuman, her movements quick and precise, bringing her out of the line of attack, but not having gone terribly far away from Jessica.

"Your meddling only makes what must happen worse." Talia says to Jessica, "If you Manhattan Heroes left things well enough alone, this matter would have ended already. Why do you persist with this foolishness?" she asks.

Jessica Jones has posed:
"One," Jessica says, rather dryly, "We have no fucking idea what's going on. We just see a bunch of insane people killing each other and endangering people who are just trying to get on with their lives."

Jessica has...had some lessons for a year or so. Down at a local dojo or four. Most don't like to keep her very long when they realize how strong she is, despite the fact that she controlls that strength with perfect precision. She notes just how good this woman is and doesn't get particularly frustrated by it. She even modulates her strength...she really doesn't want to say, smash her head into pulp. So when she comes after Talia with a combination of kicks and punches, it's really only like fighting a man four times Jessica's size, but still within human maximums, rather than fighting a woman who could easily lift a car and throw it at the woman...

Were she that kind of jerk.

Which she is not.

"But hey, I'll bite. What must happen and why is stopping it foolishness?"

Like the Reluctant Messiah, she'll take her wisdom where she can get it. Or her info. As the case may be.

Talia al Ghul has posed:
Talia, for her part, fights defensively. Deflecting and redirecting the attacks, using methods not all that disimilar to Aikido to use the force of Jessica's attacks against her as she steps back a few paces under the heavy onslaught.

"You protect and enable the poison peddlers, giving them an aegis which they hide behind." Talia says as the two women continue their little fight, "And in the process, you force us.. and them.. to escelate our conflict, we cannot do this in secrecy, because you show up, so it must be done more publicly, with less precision to see the job is done properly." Talia shifts from that more defensive posture to a suddenly more aggressive one, making an attempt to throw Jessica off balance, and bring her to the ground with a leg sweep, or throw.

Jessica Jones has posed:
Jessica Jones is so thrown. She hits the asphalt of the rooftop hard, grunting. Really, she's pretty impressed, but she saves the accolades. She could lash out with a retaliatory kick.

But she doesn't. She frowns at Talia. "Wait. Wait. Wait. You're trying to stop drug smugglers? That's what all this is about? Seriously, lady, don't run off and don't kill the guy. Let's talk. None of us-- well, none of me, I can't speak to those other bozos-- are down for drug smuggling, okay? Come on. What's going on here? You know you could have used your words right? At us hero types? Or at a me type. Who could have told them."

She holds up her hands with her head up, not because she is //surrendering//...she most certainly is not...but because she is trying to just...show that she's willing to listen.

And the truth is. She is. Jessica is the type to reserve judgment a lot of the time. Jess also gets doing shit things to achieve good results. Though...she's...still not really down for all the murder and mayhem, but that doesn't mean that jumping to conclusions or taking an aggressive stance is the right thing to do now that she's getting another side of the story.

"I'm Jones. Jessica Jones. I'd like to hear all of it. Your side of the story."

Talia al Ghul has posed:
"No, this is not about drugs specifically." Talia says, taking a few steps back from Jessica Jones when the woman raises her hands up above her head, "It is about more then that, but their criminal enterprise is a weakness of theirs, an easy place to strike and disrupt."

Talia levels her gaze across towards the other rooftop, a pointed message to the injured man before turning her attention towards Jessica once again. "Stay away from my business and this will end swiftly, and your city can go back to whatever it was doing beforehand.." She says with a little dismissive gesture, "And my men will not speak, do not waste your time trying to interrogate them, if you value their lives."

Jessica Jones has posed:
Well.

Jessica Jones doesn't care for that answer one god damn bit. "So you're just criminals fighting over turf," she says flatly, hopping to her feet. "How about this. How about I haul you in, and you can lay it all out for the fucking cops." She's not really a fan of the fucking cops, for the record, but...this is more their area than hers. And then she's bull rushing Talia al'Ghul, trying to knock her into some sort of tackle that really will take full advantage of her superior strength, pushing all that strength into speed in the hopes of taking her shot.

Talia al Ghul has posed:
"Not just criminals. And not just turf." Talia al Ghul replies to Jessica Jones, adopting a stance to respond to the lunging powerhousee. Again, rather then matching the force of the powered woman, Talia attempts to use that force against Jessica, relying on her keen reflexes, and finely honed fighting style to step in and away from Jessica's tackle, and just help guide her along.. off into the alley below.. probably a pile of garbage.

Jessica Jones has posed:
It's amazing, the number of times in Jessica Jones' life she ends up in a pile of garbage. A bag splits. Coffee grounds and a banana peel fall on her head. She spits and shakes her head, raising her hand to give Talia the finger...Even though she has a feeling that by the time she rolls out of the Great Garbage Ball Pit her quarry will be gone. Maybe the witness too.

Sometimes she loves her job.

Sometimes it sucks balls.

Guess what kind of day this is?

Talia al Ghul has posed:
The man with the busted knee is left alive, perhaps suprisingly, but the message is sufficiently sent that he's expected to keep his mouth shut. He likely won't say a peep following whatever interrogation or coercion is applied given the near death encounter he had.

Talia is gone without a trace following the toss of Jessica Jones off the roof, no doubt off to whatever hole, or luxury motel, she climbed out of!