2303/Hey, Al

Hey, Al
Date of Scene:	03 September 2017
Location:	Unknown
Synopsis:	Summary needed
Cast of Characters:	Jessica Jones, Gambit

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Jessica Jones has posed:
Jessica Jones wandered around the back of Al's Cornerstore. He sold liquor in the back...

Jess had been up for 24 hours... She'd ran into Wade Wilson last night and after leaving him blinded in an alleyway with a pair of nightvision binoculars and a bad headache, Jessica had gotten hauled into a van at gunpoint and taken to a warehouse on the docks.

There she'd been threatened, oh no, and told how they would take everything from her if she didn't return the photos she took, oh golly no.

Long story short, Jessica just got back to Hell's Kitchen and she had a hankering for some booze to fight off the pain in her bloodied knuckles that she put some black fingerless gloves over.

Gambit has posed:
Speaking of fingerless gloves and booze, Remy stands behind Al's Cornerstore, with a few other individuals of a salty sort all against the wall with a pair of dice in his hands that he throws at the wall and they all hoot and hollar as the dice stop rolling.

Remy steps back with a smile on his face and he's motioning for them to pay up as the roll, was correct. "Ahahah." He chuckles happily, before glacing Jessica. "Evenin' cheri!" He says politely enough.

Jessica Jones has posed:
Jessica did a slight double-take as she saw Remy through the open back door to the place and then she caught glimpses of what was going on out there. She just stared blankly at him for a few seconds before she picked up a bottle and started walking toward that open back door...

"What... in the hell... is going on back here." She said more than asked, her eyes going from those with Remy, back to Remy himself. "Aren't you supposed to be 'straight guy' now?" She asked. "Working at a school and everything?"

Jessica popped the top off the bottle and took a drink.

Gambit has posed:
"Ain't you supposed t' be 'elpin' people with your detective work?" Remy sais with a single brown eyebrow lifting on his forehead towards the raven haired woman as he receives the money into his hand with a smirk while waiting for a response from Jessica. Though he does shift his other free hand towards Jessica, indicating that he wants the bottle from her.

Jessica Jones has posed:
Jessica released a huff of a sigh after hearing this question and seeing Remy wanting to mooch some of her drink she hadn't paid for yet. She stuffed the bottle into his hand and then started rummaging around in her messenger bag.

"What do you think I've been doing for the past fourty eight fuckin hours?" She asks him then as she brandishes a pair of large printed photos and shows them off, they show a blonde woman and a brunette woman liplocked in a hotel room from outside a window. "Every teenage boy's fantasy job." She said in a dry and tired voice.

Gambit has posed:
Remy steps away from the gambling men and takes the bottle with a smirk as he has a quite aside with Jessica.

"You can take teenage off dat sentence, dat's something most /people/ wanna see." He says with a teasing smirk on his lips before he looks more serious and lowers his tone to a whisper. "'Ho are dey?"

Jessica Jones has posed:
Jessica didn't really react to his comments other than glance at the photos again herself before she just stuffed them back into her bag and closed it up. "Nobody." She told him. "The blonde is the trophy wife to some granite countertop king of the upper west side. Brunette... just works in a gym. College stude--" Jessica stopped talking then and peered at him.

"I'm not giving you any information to help fuel your disgusting fantasies, LeBeau." She warned before putting her hand back out to wait for her liquor to come back.

Jess nodded her chin at the others. "What are you doing out there?"

Gambit has posed:
Remy takes a quick sip of her drink, nothing too greedy as he does hand it back to the private eye and then glances over his shoulder towards the crude men he was taking money from moments ago and with a coy smile.

"Not'in'."

He knows how to play a game or two.

Jessica Jones has posed:
Jessica nodded at him and the people in the alley with him, taking her drink back. "Right..." She said, clearly not believing a word from the swindler. "Walk with me." She said to him then before turning to go back inside.

Jessica would head toward the front of the store, grab a bag of beef jerky off the shelf to her right as she went and walked toward the front counter.

"Hey, Al." She said to the grizzled old man in in the wheelchair behind the counter.

He didn't do so much as just grunt at her as she dropped money on the counter.

Jessica looked back to Remy then (assuming he followed) "You up for fighting ninjas some time?" She asked him bluntly then.

Gambit has posed:
Remy followed behind Jessica into the store and without a mind to actually buy anything as he's gettign ready to get back home to Rogue.

"Ninjas, like, real honest to goodness ninjas?" The cajun sounds like he's been caught a little unawares...

Jessica Jones has posed:
Jessica did her exchange of goods dance with Al and then grabbed a brown bag over the counter from his stack while he just stared at his little tv.

"Yeah." Jessica said back at Remy all non-chalantly while putting her new bottle into the bag with the beef jerky.

She looked up at him then and moved toward the front door. "Look. I've... I've sort've fallen in with a weird crowd lately. There's a guy wearing red pajamas, another one wearing green pajamas... they do karate. They fight people who do karate."

Stepping outside, Jessica turned to look back at him. "None of it makes any shittin' sense, but, still, work is work and what they're doing is running right alongside what I'm doing. But I could use your help on something."

Jess pulled her phone out and looked down at it then. "Your number still the same? You okay if I call you up? Not going to piss off that little girlfriend of yours?"

Gambit has posed:
"Ninjas, Karate, and pajamas... JJ, you gotta get outta dis town, you're startin' t' sound like a real supa-hero." Remy says teasingly as he walks along beside her but he opens the door for the shop for her and gestures for her to take the first exit.

"Yeah, I got de same numbah. An' no, my li'l fiancee will be fine. If you really wanted 'elp, you'd ask her an' not me."

Jessica Jones has posed:
Jessica shook her head side to side at this all from the man, she stepped through the door and onto the street. "She's in her teens, right?" She responded, then shook her head some more. "I don't work with kids, LeBeau. If she can't legally drink, then I don't want her around me."

Once out on the street, Jessica looked back at him. "Look, I gotta get back to my place. I have to call the guy who's married to the lesbo and let him know his marriage is over. I'm going to call you here in a bit when I got details on where I need you to meet me... for... this. Sound okay?" She asked him.

Gambit has posed:
Remy nods his head and turns his ruby eyes away from Jessica as he turns back to go take a few more hundred bucks from the suckers in the back only to discover they disbanded while he was inside. Damnit.