2114/Magic Makes Things Better

Magic Makes Things Better
Date of Scene:	21 August 2017
Location:	Unknown
Synopsis:	Summary needed
Cast of Characters:	Jessica Jones, Ravenna Levesque

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Jessica Jones has posed:
Luke and Danny had helped Jessica get into the car and they'd started to drive her to a hospital, but she'd cursed and shouted them into submission and told them to instead take her back to her apartment after they finished up their assault on an old brwonstone home that had been infested with members of The Hand.

Jessica had taken the worst of the wounds during the fight as she'd gotten separated from the others on the roof with a bunch of the 'damn nerds with swords' and foolishly tried to fight one with a looted sword. 'Everyone knows karate, I feel left out.' she'd told them.

But, now she'd known it was a very very bad idea and after falling through a broken chimney and down three stories to the main floor of the wrecked building, Jessica worked her way out of it... covered in old fireplace soot and ash, wounded on her back and arm.

Now, however, she was in her apartment. Luke and Danny had left her here after she'd place the call to Ravenna.

Jess is laying face down on her sofa in the main room of her 'office / apartment' and she's drinking from a large bottle of alcohol. Luke had applied some bandages to her before leaving, but they were bleeding through.

Ravenna Levesque has posed:
Ravenna Levesque isn't sure what she's walking into. The call from Jessica wasn't a complete suprirse, but being called to her apartment because she got banged up? That's a new one. So she brings a bag with her, just in case they need to get into some really serious healing.

She tries the door first before she lets herself in, holding that satchel to her side as she looks around. "Jess?" She says finally spotting the other woman on the couch and shaking her head. "So. I see you met the business end of something sharp. Wanna tell me what happened?" Much like she is with her wine, she's all business when it comes to healing. She kneels so the woman doesn't have to get up, but start to gingerly lift the bandages to check on the damage.

Jessica Jones has posed:
"Its open." Jessica would say when the other came to the door of her officehome and announced herself.

When Rave came inside, she'd find Jess taking a pull from the bottle and just laying there like a lump on the sofa, its amazing she hadn't fallen asleep but the pain was just a bit too much to make that possible... and the alcohol wasn't helping enough, not yet anyway.

Noteably, Jessica's hair was still filthy with fireplace ash, it made her look almost like an old woman, if it weren't clearly ash and dirt, as it was getting everywhere when she moved around.

"Big fight." Jess replied. "Bigger assholes. Bigger swords. There were like, fifty of them." It was close to 5 she personally fought on the roof, and it was the last one left standing that got her.

"Guy had a big carving knife, treated me like a thanksgiving turkey." Her liquor bottle was raised up toward her lips. "Gobble, gobble."

Ravenna Levesque has posed:
"Well they did a shitty job, no one should carve a turkey like that." Ravenna scoffs trying to ligthen the tone as she scans over the woman's injuries. She tisks a few times before she gets to her feet and finds the kitchen. She's only there long enough to wash her hands, since even magical healing should be done with clean hands. "You do enjoy your fights, the last one I saw you in was at least amusing to watch." Returning she starts to slowly remove the bandages trying to keep it from hurting while it's torn away. "You are so going to need a shower after all of this. Let me know when you're ready, it's about to get uncomfortable."

Jessica Jones has posed:
While Ravenna got up to go to the kitchen, Jessica would just snort in response and the take another drink of her liquor. When the other got back, she was setting the bottle back down on the floor next to her messenger bag which was also filthy.

"I feel like I was in a nuclear explosion." She replied in a grumpy sound voice (the usual). "And don't worry. I'm already uncomfortable." She retorted to that last warning, though she did now clamp her eyes shut as she was expecting some horrific pain. "Hey, at least this is better than getting shot, right? I mean, you don't gotta go in and dig around for a bullet, so this is definitely better." She was hoping at least.

"And if you hang around us long enough, you might get roped into more of this kind of shit. So you might consider blocking my phone number now rather than later."

Ravenna Levesque has posed:
"If I blocked your number who the fuck would drink with me?" Ravenna says dryly as she finally exposes the wound and hisses. "Well good to know you're uncomfortable already, you must have a high threshhold for it." She'll wait until Jessica has her booze on the floor before she lightly runs her hands over them. For a moment it feels like nothing is happening, but soon a warm and tingling feeling rushes over her back. Ravenna gives out a grunt as she works, but her eyes close and a soft green glow leaves her hands and wraps around Jessica's torso.

"Bullets are a pain in my ass. I don't have any medical training so digging around in human bodies is tricky. Very trickky. Slash wounds like this are preferable." Though her face winces as the empathic connection is made and she starts to slowly knit the flesh back together. It's definatly... werid, but only midly painful.

Jessica Jones has posed:
Jessica's dark brows were furrowed intensely as her mood wasn't great... not as bad as it was capable of being, but she certainly wasn't in a great state of mental health right now... the drink was helping a lot with that though!

"I do need drinking buddies." She said back. "I generally run them all off pretty quickly. But you at least seem to accept my charming personality." And that was said in as dry and emotionless of a voice as sthe raven haired woman could muster.

When the tingly magic stuff started, Jess' eyes opened for a moment and she saw the glowing light. "Still... not used to this magic shit." She commented, quickly slamming her eyes closed again. "I'm going to make sure to avoid all bullets and focus on only acquiring slice wounds for you though, Wizard Doc." A second later and she opene dher eyes again and glanced back over her left shoulder at Rave. "How the hell is that you're not a billionare if you can heal people like this? Seems like you'd be all over late night tv healin' people out of wheelchairs'n shit."

Ravenna Levesque has posed:
Sadly Ravenna's powers only on physical ailments, not mental ones. Jessica will have to work out those wounds herself, the fun way. Though she can't say a thing about drinking ones problbems away, that's something she does on the regular herself.

"You have all the charm and grace, it's just a pity no one else sees it." Ravenna's tone is dry but strained. It's obvious by her voice that it is taking some effort to knit Jess' skin back together.

"It takes a lot to get used to all of this magic shit. I've been in it my whole life and some of it still baffles me." When she mentions why she isn't rich, Ravenna snorts. "Probably because while it feels great for you, it's pretty fucking terrible on my end." That's when she goes quiet to focus on her magic, letting it flow over Jessica turning from a warm tingling sensation to a cooler soothing one.

Jessica Jones has posed:
"I'm sorry to hear that." Jessica said when she heard the other woman indicate that this was uncomfortable for her. When she felt the shift in magic yield a cooler and more soothing element, Jessica just uttered a "Huh." And turned her head to look in the other direction toward the sofa. "I kinda like it. Maybe its the booze talking, but this is better than my last spa visit."

Trish had drug Jessica to a day spa once, recently. They'd demanded she'd leave her clothes and belongings in a locker that had no lock on it and that had just been the FIRST in many things about the place that ended with Jessica punching a male massage therapist in the dick and storming out of the place after he'd squeezed her in a place she didn't want to be squeezed.

"Thats what massages ARE!" Trish had yelled at her sister in the car ride home...

... Jessica turned her head back to look at Ravenna. "Whats the downtime on this kind of healing?" She asked the mage. "You get me up and going immediately and I'll be your biggest fan, Magic Doc." Her left hand reached back down fo rher whiskey bottle then.

Ravenna Levesque has posed:
"My magic creates an empathic connection with the person I am healing, it helps because I know where to direct my magic, because I feel the pain." That's also it's downfall, but she slowly pulls away as the magic lingers around the other woman and finishes it's work. She sits cross-legged on the floor before she reaches for Jess' bottle and takes a hit herself. She makes a face as the alcohol hits her and helps to numb what she went through.

"I cannot imagine you at a spa. Someone comes to you with a seaweed wrap and you'd probably make them eat it. I can tell you from experience, it's not food." She makes a face and sets the bottle back down, considering it to be a tax for her work. "That really depends on the person and what was done. You can probably move around freely, but you'll be sore, and maybe a bit stiff. I'd take a hot shower, maybe at least pass out for a few hours to let your body do the rest of the work. You'll likely have a gnarly scar but, I have a feeling you're into that sort of thing."

Jessica Jones has posed:
Jessica nodded her head against the fabric of the musty old sofa in her living room / office. "I'd much rather have a plate of spaghetti, then a day at a spa. But those hellholes are my sister's kind of dreamland." She replied to the other while listening to the medical rundown from her new favorite doctor.

"Hot shower, long nights sleep. Way ahead of you there, Doc. Won't be an issue..." Its always an issue for Jessica Jones though. Usually the moment she clsoes her eyes, either her phone rings, the asshole neighbors start making noise or something happens out on the street like a dump truck exploding (it happened once).

"Scars on my back, that just gives all my favorite hook-ups something to look at." She jested again in that classic careless way that she'd mastered years ago. "I owe you money for this though, Rave. LIke, I don't HAVE any money, but when I do I'll make sure you get it. Part of it. Well... some of it. At leasft half of it... Maybe a third of it. A few dollars." Jessica cleared her throat then. "Probably none of it. But still, the -intention- of paying you is there. So thats something, right?"

Ravenna Levesque has posed:
"Siblings are weird like that. My brother prefers cheap beer and a bar with a sticky floor. Though I suppose even twins can't have all that much in common right?" The blond shrugs and pulls out a few travel sized bottles of OTC pain killers, which isn't likely to do much, but it'll be there. "I could give you a sleeping potion, my Aunt is fantastic at brewing them. It even has a bit of whiskey in it, so that should make it twice as good, right?"

When she mentions money, Ravenna stares at her. She waits until she finishes her speech until she smirks. "You owe some something. A favor, or at least a beer." She picks up her satchel and looks down at her workk, lightly touching the skin to see how it's healing. "Are you going to be okay on your own?"

Jessica Jones has posed:
Jessica would start to sit up on the sofa then as she figured the medical proceedure was complete at this point, she'd keep her back straight though and sit on the edge with her hands on her knees and the bottle heled between them. "Sleeping potion... yes, I'll take one of those." She said with a small smirk and a glance up at Ravenna.

"There's beer in the fridge." Jessica said to her with a shake of her head at the following question. "I'll be fine, yeah. I'm just mad at myself that I got into this situation in the first place. But its not big deal, I've been in way worse. So yeah, I'll chalk you down for a free favor. And hey, thanks for coming by on such short notice. The guys I was with, they were gonna drag me to a hospital, but, I'd rather keep my organs off the black market, if at all possible."

Ravenna Levesque has posed:
Ravenna Levesque digs the potion out of her satchel and sets it on the coffee table. "Take it in bed, it works quickly and we don't need you bumping your head on something and causing more problems." There is a twitch of a smirk on her lips as she looks twoard the kitchen and shrugs. "I'll snag that later, I should get going myself. I have a long day tomorrow and after healing you i'll need one of those myself."

When she mentions skipping the hosptial she nods. "I'm in the same boat. Doctor's don't know what to do with me so I tend to stay away from them, just in case." Not that she is going to expand on that. "I'll catch you later, or the next time you get sliced up."

Jessica Jones has posed:
Jessica Jones says, "You know whats funny? Jess' IC bestfriend is Ravenna, who just so happens to live and run a winery, lol."