3944/About A School Pt.2 - Reaching A Friend

About A School Pt.2 - Reaching A Friend
Date of Scene:	23 February 2018
Location:	Unknown
Synopsis:	Summary needed
Cast of Characters:	Jessica Jones, Daredevil

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Jessica Jones has posed:
Jessica has been hard at work at her desk in Alias Investigations, recently having taken a new case. One she normally wouldn't take, but either way, was more or less free money considering how futile the task at hand was by sheer premise alone. Still, she had to work an in angle, and for this one, she figured it might be worthwhile to share some words with a fellow Defenders. She left Matt a message asking him to stop by if he manages the chance.

Oh, good news everyone! Jessica fixed her door! Again! At least for now it's not shattered or broken. It almost looks like a professional office.

Daredevil has posed:
Smiling to himself as he places his hand on the beveled glass of an unbroken door to Jess' office confirming what his senses told him, it was unbroken. Business must be good, either that or one of Jess' friends took pity on her. Either way, it didn't matter, Matt knocks twice then tries the door, "Hey, got your call," Matt says, walking in, a bag of Chinese take out in one hand his cane in the other. Or he does, if the door opens. "What's going on?"

Jessica Jones has posed:
"Mr. Murdock," Jess playfully keeps officious, "just the man I wanted to talk to, please do come in." She might offer a blind man assistance in finding a seat, but than it was Matt, and she knew him better than many do. The door naturally, was unlocked, Jess was expecting him. "I took on a new case, and I wanted your advice about it...has to do with one Xavier School for Gifted Youngsters, ever heard of it?"

Daredevil has posed:
Matt snorts at being called Mr. Murdock as he closes the door and leans the cane against the wall. He didn't need to put on the whole dog and pony show here. He makes his way into the office and sets down the bag of Chinese on the desk. "Picked up some Chinese thought I'd share, I hope you like chow mein," he offers mildly before he settles down into the chair across from Jess and thinks it over. "Charles' Xavier's school, upstate somewhere, isn't it? What's the case?" he asks.

Jessica Jones has posed:
"See? I knew there's a reason I keep you as a friend despite your insufferable faith," Jessica grins, and pushes some stuff off her desk to clear some space for the very generous offer of Chinese food. "Well, off the top of my head, I told the client this is a private school, preppy reputation, you know...old money, rich kids or kids with rich patrons." She pauses a moment to sample some delicious lo-mein, taking a moment to savour the taste, before noting, "Matt, you are a saint. This just hits a spot..." maybe Matt knows his Chinese gems, or it's just the fact Jessica is largely keeping to alcohol for nourishment, so any legit food seems like ambrosia. "Client insists there's something more...heard rumors it's some kind of mutant training facility, and suspects they have a telepath on board to keep them clear of any suspicion."

Jessica pauses a moment to let the ludicrous idea of that case settle, "if he's right, which I highly doubt, I don't see how I could possibly find anything. Either way, schools like that are pretty guarded, so I was thinking...would you join me for a little tour of the place under guise of a husband and wife looking to enroll a kid in the place...? My other options are to go as a reporter for an article about their esteem prestige, or just snoop about like old school P.I. which is what I usually do...any suggestions?"

Daredevil has posed:
"I do try," Matt offers good-naturedly while he grabs a take out box out of the bag to dig into, nostrils flaring a moment to tell him it's beef and broccoli. "It's from a little spot Foggy told me about, I think they put a menu in the bag," he says before sitting back and listening to what Jess has to say.

By his expression he takes the same dim view of the idea of the school being a secret mutant training camp, "Sounds like something out of the National Enquirer," he says, but the prospect of going undercover appeals and it shows in his smile. "I am entirely too busy to be messing around with stuff like that, but when has that ever stopped me? I'm game. The husband and wife idea works, they'll be less closed off than they'd be with a reporter."

Jessica Jones has posed:
Jessica reaches for the bag between mouthfuls, pulling out the take away menu, giving it a brief glance before filing it for later use in her desk's drawer. Along with key case files. She's organized like that. "Exactly, a crazy theory from crazy town." Jessica nods, "I figure we might drop off that our kid is a mutant, and we want to make sure they don't have any prejudice against mutants. Not off the getgo, of course, but in a conversational manner. I really do appreciate you being game for this Matt, I'll give you a cut off the case fee."

Daredevil has posed:
Matt is about to speak up and say he doesn't want the money, but truth was with the net outage grinding the courts to a halt for these last couple weeks he could use the money. "Sounds fair," he allows, the hesitance at accepting payment coming through in his voice. It's quickly overshadowed by the amused smile that crosses his lips as they discuss the details, "Sounds good, let it come up naturally. Did we have a boy or a girl? And what'd we call them?" he asks taking a bite of his dinner.

The talk of mutants jogged his memory about something he'd been meaning to talk to Jess about, and so he offers carefully, "So, heard about the Index thing."

Jessica Jones has posed:
"We're going down the rabbit hole, aren't we? Regardless if it exists or not, I'd say a girl, called Alice," Jessica is not after all without a sense of humor. She does lose a bit of that momentary charm when the Index is mentioned, remaining quiet for a bit, stuffing her mouth, and stalling further by chewing carefully. When it seems like it's just past too awkward, Jessica finally mutters, "fucking assholes. That's what they are."

Daredevil has posed:
Smiling at the reference Matt says, "Would have gone with Mary myself, but Alice works," he says about the name of their child. "You know you're getting off easy with just the one, I am Catholic after all," Matt says with a grin around another bite of Chinese.

The grin doesn't last long through the awkward and when she speaks he's just about to open his mouth to do the same. "That's fair," he says of the Rising Tide. "Did you do any digging? Find out if they had more information that might be out there somewhere?" he asks. That was his worry, that somewhere there was a file that linked Matt Murdock with The Devil of Hell's Kitchen.

Though that wasn't his other concern. "I'm not going to pry, but if you need my help with any of the other stuff that file mentioned, you know you can call right?"

Jessica Jones has posed:
"I'm really grateful for that, Murdock," Jessica notes with an impish grin on her lips. She had a snarky comment all readied up, but spared Matt due to the friend card.

The shift in topic, did sour Jessica's mode quite a bit, to the point she eventually puts the Chinese away. Instead she reaches for another drawer, no secret documents in this one, this time she pulls out a bottle of whiskey which she proceeds to drink without bothering with the ritual of pouring into a glass. "Nah...they literally were a bunch of brats that managed to steal a SHIELD database, I doubt they have a file on you...but we can go pay them a visit if you like. Then again, if we do, they'll have a file on you afterwards," Jess points the obvious before taking another swig.

"I know all about shady government agencies, the best approach with those is to stay the fuck out of their spotlights. That's why I stayed mum on that fucking leak. I'm a licensed P.I., don't need them to take away my badge."

Daredevil has posed:
Matt smiles in return, sensing their may have been snark on the way, he adds, "Don't pull punches on my account," he says.

Though when the booze comes out, a touch of that old Catholic guilt tugs at Matt's heart for bringing up the subject. "Yeah, that's the crux isn't it? Anything overt and we end up with exactly what we don't want. I know an agent, but I haven't asked her about any of this for exactly that reason."

He had other irons in the fire on this matter, and so he lets out a sigh and nods. "You're probably right, sorry to bring it up," he mentions quietly before trying to change the mood of the conversation again. "So, does our fictional family have a name?"

Jessica Jones has posed:
"You're smarter than you look, Matt," Jessica notes, her way of approval for the idea to avoid asking an agent to look it up on his behalf. He did say to not pull punches. She just can't help herself sometime.

When Matt brings it back on topic, she shrugs, "I'd go with tried and true, Smith. Unless there's something that rings nicer for you...hell, you've the better hearing between the two of us."

Daredevil has posed:
Matt grins back at Jess when she takes the shot about being smarter than he looks, "Wouldn't know," he offers.

"Smith? Sort of cries out 'this is a fake name'," he says and cycling through the names of clients and the like for a better option. He lands on something amusing, "How about we're the Nelsons, Foggy does have a huge family."

Jessica Jones has posed:
"What do you know...there are benefits to being blind." Okay, so that might have gone a bit too far. At least the tone wasn't entirely abrasive. "Nelson works...so, keep to our real first names?" After another swig, she finally returns the bottle back to its drawer, "poor people with the Smith surname...everybody always suspect them, huh?"

Daredevil has posed:
Matt takes that verbal jab, with a grin. "Ouch," he chuckles. "Low blow," he hears the whiskey going away, the scent of it diminishing as she puts the cap back on. "You know the make that stuff in bottles that come for more than five bucks?" he jibes lightly. "And first names work, easy to remember," he says before smiling. "Yeah, guess it's their lot in life. So, when do we go visiting? Though, I still think our Alice would do better in a Catholic school," he says.

Jessica Jones has posed:
"Oh, you'll be surprised, I just like to save money," Jessica notes in regards to the admittedly poor whiskey she's just been drinking straight out of the bottle. A true Scotsman might get offended at the propsect of calling the vile imitation of the golden fluid 'whisky' in the first place.

"I'm afraid I'll set my foot down on Catholic school, not letting our sweet little Alice get brainwashed. If she grows up and decides to become Catholics on her own, that's fair, but I'm not indoctrinating her!"

Daredevil has posed:
There's a slight nod from Matt and a smile that plays around his lips, he doesn't say what comes to mind, but it's along the lines of 'surprised you don't buy in bulk'.

"Of course she's going to want to be Catholic when she's older, who wants to miss out on all the guilt and sacrifice?" he remarks grinning. "Probably should get going, but give me a call when its time to take a run at the school. I'll make myself available."