6094/Licking Wounds.

Licking Wounds.
Date of Scene:	02 January 2019
Location:	Josie's Bar, New York City
Synopsis:	Half price night at Josie's lands JJ in hot water. A ticked off Claire is a sight to see. Bad JJ, no drink for you!
Cast of Characters:	Hawkeye (Bishop), Darcy Lewis, Claire Temple, Jessica Jones

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Hawkeye (Bishop) has posed:
New Years Eve came. Went. Left behind a straggling array of hopes, dreams, and well, utter failures from the year before. And while most considered the day to be a dawning of bright new possibilities for the future, most weren't dealing with Kate's parents, and yet another round of 'what are you doing with your life' - though to be fair, they seemed to have accepted Matt well enough, even if her father maintained something of an evil eye upon the man, as if expecting at any moment his left leaning politics would rear their ugly head and convince his daughter to throw her trust fund into the wind on a busy street corner while crying out for the homeless to 'come and get it'.

And, of course, Kate was hung over today, because there was only so much home for the holidays that she could handle.

Which made it ironic she'd found herself at Josies this evening. If only for the half-priced everything - Josie's way of cleaning out the fridge and freezer at the beginning of the year. Stay long enough into the evening, and half price became half off again.

Kate was taking advantage of that.

Darcy Lewis has posed:
Out at Josie's, because beer and people not from the Triskelion, and beer. Darcy comes in from the cold, dressed in an over sized sweater and leggings and a even more oversized jacket. A red beanie covers her hair. She paused just in the doorway, shaking herself before she walks in more fully.

Claire Temple has posed:
Claire arrives from the cold and stands in the doorway for a moment to shake her arms in her long jacket sleeves while holding the cuffs in her fingers. She pony shakes her head to rid herself of the cold while standing under the doorway heater for another second, then eyes Darcy as she makes a beeline to Kate's table. "Eeugh, freezer night, no thanks," she says as she pulls off her gloves and jams them into her jacket pockets.

Hawkeye (Bishop) has posed:
Kate smirks, telling Claire, "Hey, it's not bad. Think we're getting the stuff that was just ordered in last week or so. Looks like the cook didn't know to pull from the olders stuff first." That or someone is taking pity on Kate (which is also funny, because the girl is a trust fund baby, but that's a whole others story).

She spies Darcy, who while she doesn't know her well, knows her to recognize her. "Mind if I invite someone to join with?"

Noooooot that Kate waits for Claire's answer. She waves Darcy on over anyway. "To help eat the stuff. I have wings coming, too. Told them to surprise me with the sauce. It could be good, or very bad."

Jessica Jones has posed:
With Claire out of her apartment, it means that Jessica is unattended. Sure, common sense would suggest that after having one's kidney pierced by a flippin' ninja blade, they probably should stay rested in bed. But furthermore, they likely, should absolutely in no way ever, even try to go to a bar because...stupid? Well, Jessica never read the manual, and she's got her leather jacket zipped up to hide all the banadging underneath. She steps into Josie's rather slower than her usual pace, and seem to be in pain at every single step, as she more or less drags herself towards the bar.

Darcy Lewis has posed:
Waved over, Darcy heads to the somewhat familiar face, her own lips grinning.

"Hey there. What's up?" asks the bespeckled brunette, green eyes dancing.

Claire Temple has posed:
"And when it's very bad, it's... Hey!" Claire yells, whipping around and putting her hands on her hips at the sight of Jessica Jones' slow march to the bar. "You're not even supposed to be vertical right now! Go home, damn it!" she yells, drawing attention from everyone not circumspect enough to hide a tendency to stare.

Hawkeye (Bishop) has posed:
Kate makes sympathetic face for Jessica who has been caught out and is bearing the brunt of Claire's ire. "Bad life choice there." Yes, she heard about the attack. She still wasn't sure she believed all of it.

Darcy gets a grin. "Right now, looks like my boss is getting yelled at. Other than that, half price eats and beer. Have a seat. The ticked off one, doing the yelling is Claire. And the walking wounded is my boss, Jessica. I'll introduce them to you once they've gone politely to their corners and stop swinging."

Jessica Jones has posed:
"Christ...," Jessica grumbles, annoyed that Claire being gone, meant she actually went to the very same bar Jessica snuck to, rather than go be on duty in some hospital or other. "Hey, cut me some slack, from a certain perspective I may well not be vertical right now," Jessica offers with a pained smile, as she pulls herself against the bar and struggles to make it all the way on the bar stool. "I'll just grab one drink, just the one, Claire, promise..."

Darcy Lewis has posed:
"Five bucks on the boss lady finding her kitten eyes and getting a beer," quips the very off duty SHIELD agent as she takes the offered seat.

"You got enough for all of us coming, or shall I place an order for some more? Holiday pay."

Hawkeye (Bishop) has posed:
Kate grins at Darcy. "Uh, I'd order more. Not going to turn down mostly free food. And boss lady doesn't have kitten eyes. She has a fist of demanding. It's almost the same, but comes with less free beer."

Claire Temple has posed:
"From a certain perspective, neither is a hospital bed," Claire hisses. "You're not supposed to be grabbing any drinks, period. Do you want your sorry ass locked in an ICU answering questions about your kidneys getting diced?" She turns to face Josie and makes a slicing motion in the air with her hands. "Nothing for her, nurse's orders, and nothing until I personally give the okay.

"Seriously," she growls back at the PI. "You think pissing blood just means you had a rough night? Do I need to call in reinforcements, now?"

Jessica Jones has posed:
Jess throws her hands in the air as she quips, "got me there, Claire, can't argue," but moments after throwing her arms in the air she brings them right back down, "fuck, that shit still hurts so bad...I swear, getting stabbed with a ninja sword isn't recommended." But before she can go about ordering a drink, Claire kills any such possibility, "fuck," Jessica groans, "I need it for theraputic reasons." But then the whole bit about pissing blood and being trapped in the ICU really isn't all that compelling. "You know, Claire, when you really want to? You can be a forceful bitch."

She swivels on the bar stool, now back facing the bar as she stares at the door, "so I forced myself all the way here for nothing? That sucks."

Hawkeye (Bishop) has posed:
"We have wings, and pizza, and something that passes for garlic bread," Kate points out. "And this plate of things they tell me are perogies, but I'm afraid to try them."

She gives her boss a stern little frown. "You really got cut up bad, huh? So, is it like they say? Was it her?" Because she'd heard the rumours it was Elektra back from the dead, and while Kate was willing to believe in a lot of crazy shit (hush, she doesn't swear out loud if she can help it, it doesn't mean she doesn't think them) she wasn't sure she was willing to go that far. Besides, there were a lot of ninja around between all the rival clans vying for turf right now, how did you tell them apart from one another anyway?