7025/Truth Seekers: Jessica Jones

Truth Seekers: Jessica Jones
Date of Scene:	24 March 2019
Location:	New York City
Synopsis:	Summary needed
Cast of Characters:	April O'Neil, Jessica Jones

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April O'Neil has posed:
The Truth Seekers Podcast is a popular live stream that goes out across the internet, long form discussions that generally last well beyond an hour. April O'Neil usually hes one guest on, but sometimes more depending on the discussion and topic at hand.

April's studio is located in Brooklyn, set inside its own building with a receptionist area out front and a few offices and rec rooms beside the Podcast room itself. The Podcast room has a large table with the finest in microphone equipment, her Show Manager 'Vernon' sits beside them at his own table.

There's a wide selection of drinks available for the Guest as well, all located beside their seat on a series of shelves, from alcoholic beverages to healthier options, even a stack of cigars. The room is well ventilated and has a nice fresh scent to it generally.

Large tv monitors sit on the wall, able to bring up whatever needs to be shown to help the conversation.

Right now. April sits across from her latest Guest...

"So here we go." She speaks, smiling brightly over the table to her newly arrived Guest. "Jessica Jones. Private Investigator... savior of the people." She grins at her, knowingly teasing a woman who clearly doesn't like stuff like that. She's only known for her minutes, but she makes that guess on her based on what she sees so far. "How are you, Miss Jones?"

Jessica Jones has posed:
Jessica is dressed in her iconic look, a far nicer alternative to saying she doesn't shop much, and she keeps almost exclusively to the same outfit, unless she really needs to go out of her way to pretty up for one undercover mission or event she was forced to.

Jessica is leaning back in her seat, but stops short from putting her legs on the table, as she points at a bottle of Scotch she spots, as if to ask April non-verbally if it was okay to pour herself a glass. "I'm alive, which is pretty big, so that's a plus. How are you Miss O'Neil?"

April O'Neil has posed:
April is wearing a white tshirt with a picture of Jim Varney on the front, faded, its an 'Ernest Goes to Camp' tshirt, seems vintage. A yellow and white hoodie is draped over the back of her chair at their shared desk.

She shows a big grin at Jessica's response and then looks to the booze on the shelf and nods toward it. "Have at it, its all yours. Whatever there you want. There's glasses right there... and ice in the bottom there." She points at it all with her right hand and then brings it back to place it gently beneath her chin, elbows on the edge of her desk.

"Same. Alive and well. So I can't complain." She grins still for a second or so. "Sorry about the savior part too, I get the sense you're not really fond of titles like that... Lotta people believe you are though." April's of course, referring to the Killgrave incident. "Been stopping any other major threats to the public lately?"

Jessica Jones has posed:
"Thanks for having me on your show," Jessica murmurs as she reaches to take a bottle of scotch, pouring herself a glass, and then another one for April. She puts the one glass next to her, the other between April and herself. The idea being, if April wants one, Jess was nice enough to not pour only for herself. If April doesn't, well, Jess has a second glass lying in wait.

"You never mix ice with whisky," Jessica notes, "it dillutes the drink, whisky is meant to be drank neat. There you go a tip to your listeners right off the bat," Jessica grins at April as she goes about enjoying her first sip.

"Well, I had a hand in the whole Black Sleep affair from a while back, but I try not to get involved in the real big stuff, you know? There's a reason we have Avengers, and Justice League, and freakin' Gods, if you've seen some of that New Asgard stuff...but hey, if anyone needs a P.I. you can't go wrong with Alias Investigations. Located in Hell's Kitche, not far from that nifty new Viking club thing." She then looks at April in a conversational manner, "ever been to that place? It's a hoot."

April O'Neil has posed:
"Of course." April says about the 'having her on the show' bit. "I've gotten tons of messages of listeners who wanted you on. You've got a big fan base out there. That... Killgrave fellow, he freaked a lot of people out with his stunts..." She trails those words off and looks down to the scotch glass offered to her. She's not a big drinker but she indulges in this moment and reaches out to take it and lift it up for a dainty little sip.

The glass is promptly set back down then and her blue eyes go back to Jessica. "Avengers, Justice League... Alpha Flight and lots of really powerful people mixed in-between just trying to live their lives, like yourself." April nods once more to Jess. She grins at her plugging her PI gig. "I actually looked at an apartment in Hell's Kitchen out of college, but it was way out of my price range. Nice place, I would've loved it."

"So... you were in the Black Sleep event?" April then asks. "They say that that thing is why we've got Sentinel Robots on our shores now, openly hunting mutants. What do you think of all of that?"

Jessica Jones has posed:
"Rightly so," Jessica states very sharply, "he was an evil son of a bitch who got just what was coming to him..." if April is keen of perception, she might spot minute inflections that suggest Jessica might still be a bit unsettled about the whole affair, despite her cool front. "You know how it goes, biggest trick the devil ever pulled is making everyone believe he doesn't exist? That was my biggest issue, getting people in the NYPD to cooperate with me, because dealing with that bastard wasn't easy."

As April adds Alpha Flight to the list, Jessica laughs, "yeah, all the Flights, my favorite is a Whiskey Flight, but you know..." she does something of an exaggerated stage whisper, at the mention of Hell's Kitchen apartment, "you talk to the right people, off the air, and maybe there are some contacts that can help you find a better deal. Hell's Kitchen isn't as bad as it used to be, but it still has it's less attractive areas."

Jessica immediately holds out her hand at the Black Sleep event being pushed back at her, "I wasn't there, I was involved, a lot of people helped on that one...it was...chaotic to say the least. All I can tell you with certainty, is that wizards are not to be trifled with. It's true." She crosses her arms when the Sentinels are brought up, "to me the whole Sentinels affair sound like corporate scum power gaming to put themselves above the government. I think it's risky, and whoever approved the whole affair is a fucking moron."

April O'Neil has posed:
"A powerful fucking moron." April replies to Jessica then. "But you might be right about that." She shows a grin then shakes her head. "It disturbs me to no end, the thought of mechanical monsters patrolling the streets while the rest of us are hold up in our homes just trying to maintain a sense of normalcy to life. I don't like the sense of escalation it brings, that things are getting worse, rather than better. And now there's this perceived public opinion that there's an arms race to build the best kinds of Sentinels."

April pauses to take another sip of her drink. "I just did a personal interview with Lex Luthor of LexCorp... it should be up on the Daily Bugle website soon. He's building his own form of remote operated, and artificial intelligent driven, drones. Tony Stark, clearly has a hand in his own kinds of similarly designed metal soldiers as well. Its an odd time to be alive, I'd say."

"So tell me then, Miss Jessica Jones..." April starts another question, and its clear because she's already smiling at it. "How many offers have you had to join up with one of those big super hero times? I have a lot of people say that its madness you're not on one, like the Avengers. Do you just prefer what you're doing now? Or are there things about them that make them... distasteful to you?"

Jessica Jones has posed:
"Powerful fucking morons are the worst kinda," Jessica notes with an air of sagacity to her words, as if her assessment was beyond contestation. "Right, and what happens when a genius 8 year old from freakin' Finland hacks them up and conquers himself a country, hrmmm? Did the genius that be think of that one before approving those horrid monstrosities? God, they should have had someone like me in government, to tell the cocksuckers who come up with these plans to go fuck themselves." Jessica takes a sip of her whiskey, and then looks at April as an after thought, "you don't have issues with profanity on your show, do you?"

"Well, at least Tony Stark is a known entity with a public record of giving to all kinds of causes, if you ask me, he has his stupid robots, so their stupid robots, won't squash regular everyday folks who just want to earn enough money to get a hot dog. Even that, by the way is fucked up, did you see how they jacked hot dog prices in the city? Insanity!" At least Jess was aware enough of potential libel suits when she declined the chance to rip apart Lex Luthor on air.

"That's just people talking, April," Jessica notes very sharply, "I have no offers, none, from any of those groups to join forces against evil. I don't think any of them consider me an elligible recruit anyways..." she pauses and then notes, "remember those Rising Tide assholes who aired everybody's dirty laundry out in the air? (OOC Ref: +bbread 18/25) Well according to the SHIELD file they unearthed, past employers and surveillance revealed the "subject" has issues with authority, anger and tendency towards alcoholism. Can you believe that crap?" As if to illustrate the point, Jessica downs the rest of her whisky on cue, and refills her glass, "so I guess that has something with why I'm undesireable, but that's just fine with me, because I'm not a hero. Everybody knows that, but you know what else they know? If they need a case solved that the goddamned NYPD doesn't give a fuck about, I'm their guy. Alias Investigations get results, people get found, cheaters get caught, and open cases get resolved. That's what matters, and that's where I help the most."

April O'Neil has posed:
April just listens to the P.I. talk only intervening in the moment of the question about profanity. "Curse to your hearts content. We're live on the internet, we've got no overlords telling us what we can and can't say here." She grins at the cursing, knowing full well that she's not as talented at it as this woman is.

"That reminds me though, I need you to sign something before you leave for a really big fan of yours." April reaches under the desk and pulls out a shiney metal Sai of all things, she slides it across the table with a felt ink pen. "To Raph if you wouldn't mind. He's a big martial arts fan, and well, a fan of your work too."

With that said, April's hands come back to push her dark red hair back behind her ears and she folds her arms together again in front of her. "I'm amazed that none of the teams, especially the Avengers, haven't sought you out yet. You've displayed an insane capability to stop pretty big threats... Maybe they don't know what you're able to bring to the table really." April pauses for a second then, keeps staring though. "Would you mind laying out some of the things you're capable of... that say... a Normy like me can't do? You don't have to say all of them, beacuse you need your secrets, but maybe people need to know what... Jessica Jones and Alias Investigations has at their disposal, ya know?"

Jessica Jones has posed:
"And god bless you for that, April O'Niel," Jessica rises her glass in something of a toast before drinking some more. "I have big fans?" Jessica looks a bit surprised, putting down her glass and leaning towards April, "what am I supposed to sign then?" Jess looks surprised at the Sai she's handed, "Raph...? Not Elektra? Right?" She asks as if to make sure, and then reaches to sign up 'To Raph from Jessica Jones'. She slides the signed Sai back towards April. "You can tell Raph I'm flattered, glad to hear I got some fans, because in my line of work, a lot of people hurt by your sluething get hurt and want revenge."

Jessica seems a bit more defensive at that last question, rolling her eyes a bit, as she leans back once again and considers. "I don't know...I kinda like having an edge on the nasties," Jessica admits, before eventually recognizing the potential boost in customers if people heard of her crazy powers, at which point she quips, "so, I'm super strong, so even though I don't look like much, creepy bastards who try to pick on me get in serious problem. I know all kinds of martial arts," mixing truth with lies never hurt anyone, "oh, and I shoot laser from my eyes that can explode assholes heads to oblivion. So there's that..." Jessica nods as she adds yet another wrong fact, "finally, most useful of all, is my ability to sniff up bullshit. I mean, when people lie to me, I just know, so it's no use. You know the NYPD top detectives wish they could do that, huh?"

April O'Neil has posed:
April makes sure to point again to the leather wrapped handle on the Sai as being the perfect placed to sign for her friend. "He's big into... street vigilante justice. He eats it up with a spoon, you might say." She comments with a sly grin and accepts the Sai back, looks it over and then slides it away again. "He's gonna flip over this, so thanks." She flashes a big grin and then takes another sip of that glass of scotch that Jess poured for her, she's handling it fairly well so far.

April has no idea what powers Jessica truly has and which ones she doesn't. She's SEEN videos of the strength in use though, viral stuff of Jessica lifting a car up or knocking people around like crazy, so that one she knows--but just about everyone else knows about it too. "Really?" She says to the eye beam one. "Wow. God, if you ever get sick of the P.I. gig, I'd be happy to have you around here as my bouncer." She says and then laughs lightly. "We got a lotta crazies showing up here trying to get a spot on the show. Its challenging to get rid of them sometimes."

Another sip of the scotch is had and April folds her hands around the base of it. "And yes, I've had my rough spats with the Police around here as well. I was -dating- one as of last year, but he had family issues and had to move away. So now I'm back to being shunned by them." She grins some more before moving on.

"So is the P.I. thing your... dream job?" She then asks. "Is it what you see as your life's passion? Odd question, I know, but I just want to get to know the woman now, and not the powers."

Jessica Jones has posed:
"Then Raph must be one of the good guys," Jessica says with a smirk on her face, "I mean, I'm not supposed to condone vigilantism officially, right? But fuck those fuckers who get punished for being assholes to the public at large." Jessica grins at April, holding up an index finger to her lips, "I don't want to give away anything more, I'd just say, Alias Investigation can resolve your case. We have methods." She laughs at the job offer, and notes, "let's do this instead, anyone really creeps on you, I'll give you a freebie to get them off your case." She laughs at the mention of the freaks trying to get on the show without being invited, and notes, "that's why I'm not in show business, I know someone who is, and her life is hell for it."

Drinking some more, Jessica nods, "that's a fair assessment, I'd put it as...I don't see myself doing anything else. I like that I help people the cops couldn't help, it means a lot, and I like that I'm not a big shot superhero with all the media circus that goes with it."

April O'Neil has posed:
"He definitely is." April says with regard to Raph being 'one of the good guys'. Throughout the rest of what Jessica says, the redheaded show host just watches, listens and grins or outright laughs softly with her in return.

"Well you certainly do manage to keep yourself seemingly living life the way that you want to live it. I admire that for certain. I've... garnered a bit of a following myself, and it can be tempting to try to hide from the world because of it, but I refuse. I don't want to cut myself off just because there are weirdos out there that... well... might require help from someone like yourself, to get rid of. So a freebie it is. If I get in a bind, I'll be looking to Alias Investigations to get me out it." She says that last part right up against the mic so that it is an obvious shilling for Jess' benefit.

April then leans back and grins big at the other across the table from her. "So you're right where you want to be. You don't need the Avengers. You're helping the people in ways that the NYPD can't, or won't... I have to say, Miss Jones, it sounds like you're living a life most of us can only dream of obtaining." April takes another sip of the scotch glass then sets it back down.

"Do you have a favorite super hero though?" She asks next. "Who the hell does Jessica Jones 'look up to'?"

Jessica Jones has posed:
Jessica gives April a thumbs up when she plays the game and lets her do the shilling bit, while going above and beyond in adding her own endorsement in the end, well worth the ordeal, even if Jess had to handle some questions she didn't much appreciate or anticipate.

"I wouldn't go as far as saying that, April, I mean, you know I've had my shitty days too, there's a reason for the stupid report that Crimson Tide fished out of hell itself. But I do the best I can, that's all I can do."

Jessica Jones quiets down at that last question, what might be a token question for most, who could pull on any number of random superheroes, Jessica Jones actually seem to think it over. Truly putting thought into the whole affair. "It'd be hard to say, in all honesty, because unlike most I need to know a motherfucker before I'll vouch for him, and you can't learn nothing from the media...but, if I had to go with someone, I'd say probably Doctor Strange. It's okay if nobody heard of him, you guys really don't want to be in a position to ever need to hear of him..."

April O'Neil has posed:
"Its all any of us can do." April quietly says in response to Jessica's first statement, not meant to continue that, just acknowledge that she understands Jess is definitely doing her best. April tries hard to get her guests to feel comfortable and not like an average interview where 'edge' is normal and the sense that the interviewer is trying to 'get them' and harm them somehow. April's approach is entirely based off of one of the original podcasters, someone she respects in the field a lot.

"Doctor Strange..." She says after she hears Jess's answer to her. "You know, now that you mention that name, its one I've heard of passed around in circles online. But there's very little information about who that is. I'd love to know... if you have any insight." She shoots Jess a grin. "If you know him well, tell him he has a standing invite to come on here." A second later and she adds in. "Now I'm shilling for myself, right?"

"I honestly thought you'd say someone like Captain Marvel, or Wonder Woman... But--" April shakes her head from right to left. "You're the kinda person who surprises people, I can see that about you. I get the sense that people make snap judgments about you, and you turn around and make an ass out of them for it."

April then just shifts gears to another question. "Do you do any physical training for your job? Running, or any kind of exercise or fighting practice?"

Jessica Jones has posed:
"I can tell him that much, but I very much doubt he'd show, Doctor Strange has absolutely zero interest in the media, and is wholly invested in...well...stuff neither of us wants to know exists. The fact we don't, and are in fact alive, means he's doing a good job."

She finishes her drink as she tries to think about what she can tell April, and eventually nods to herself, "I can tell you he's smart. I can tell you he's sharp. I also can tell you he put faith in me, that nobody ever has, and I trust nobody ever will again...so I owe him that much."

Jessica smiles at the obvious female empowerment heroes mentioned, "look, just because I'm a woman doesn't mean I have to name a woman hero as a favorite. Though both Wonder Woman and Captain Marvel are very impressive women, no doubt, and I can never hope to do half of what they do, on a personal level, I'd have to go with Doctor Strange." Jessica tactfully doesn't add that she truly hopes Captain Marvel won't rough her up for that, because, after all, she was extremely lenient with her. Part of the reason Jessica even had a chance to go the Alias Investigations route. But absolutely nobody needs to know any of that stuff.

"Oh, I love putting assholes and jerkwards in their places, that's for sure," Jessica agrees with April's assumption, raising her hand, "guilty as charged."

"I don't really do much of it, at least not as much as I should, but plenty of creeps give me plenty of practice. Also ninjas...yeah, there are ninjas in New York City, and I hate them, and they can all suck my dick."

April O'Neil has posed:
April has to bite back her curiosity on this Doctor Strange fellow, knowing that Jessica clearly can't say much about him... she's going to pay for that with her more 'conspiracy slanted' listeners and viewers, but so what, she tries to honor the wishes of her Guests as much as she's able and this show is about Jones, not this mysterious Doctor.

"Well, I hope he continues to do good, if that much is riding on his shoulders." April summarizes before she adjusts the microphone in front of her face on its adjustable limb and then grins lightly at the rest of what Jess says.

When she brings up the Ninja on the streets of New York, the young April has to clear her throat and nod her head to it. "Yeah, I've... I've had my run-ins with them as well. The Foot Clan, to be most specific. They started up around here in the Brooklyn area about two years ago, but thankfully they got their butts handed to them by some local heroes." Somewhere Mikey is likely cheering. "Still though, elements of them remain and continues to be a nuisance..."

"Well then, Jessica Jones, now I have to get into the serious questions with you..." April holds a loaded grin before she continues. "Hows your love life? Is there a special someone who helps you get up in the morning, to fight for?" She then cracks a smile after a second and laughs, shaking her head. "I'm kidding, I'm kidding. But hey, if you want to drop any names... you might break some hearts of our audience in-doing so."

Jessica Jones has posed:
Jessica is rather happy not being pressed any further about Doctor Strange, because honestly, she doesn't want to share anymore. Besides, she's not sure how much she even knows in the first place. But it felt good giving the guys the props he likely never gets, because, well, until that Black Sleep fiasco she hadn't even heard of him herself. "I'm sure he will, and I'd actually appreciate it if I knew a little less about the kind of horrors he is keeping us safe from. It gets trippy, for real."

Then, when April comments on the Ninjas, Jessica laughs, "for real, the Foot? I dealt with the Hand! What's next? Head, Shoulders, Knees and Toes, Knees and Toes?" Jessica laughs uproarously. "Ninjas are so dumb when it comes to naming, I mean, I guess they waste all their time on martial arts and ninja magic, they forget to take Creative Writing 101. Retards." Jessica nods at April's words, "absolutely, they are terrible, dangerous, and I hope whoever it is you know that fights against them keeps doing it. That's a great service to the city."

Jessica arches a brow at the mention of serious question, and at the very mention of the topic, she pours herself more whiskey and keeps drinking. Seems Jessica alone, with some help from April, dwindled the bottle down to half the bottle. "Who the fuck wants to hear about my love life?" She sighs, realizing it's probably part of the game, "well...what am I supposed to say?" She puts on a pitch perfect peppy cheerleader tone, "oh my god, like I'm dating Brad, and he's so awesome, we're like the perfect couple, teehee." But it doesn't last more than a nanosecond before she breaks character and snorts in her own voice, "well, no, it's nothing like that, I got nobody, I don't expect to get anybody, and who would even want me? I'm a mess, ok? Guys out there...listen up, Jessica Jones is a fucking mess, you want none of me, ok? There."

She does grin when the suggestion there might be someone she wakes up in the morning to keep fighting for exists, and she does nod, "I wake up in the morning, and look for assholes with faces I could park my fist at, because it's so cathartic. It makes me feel better to watch assholes put in their place."

April O'Neil has posed:
April folds her arms together and just leans on the desk as she grins at the, well, everything that Jessica says, the woman reminds her quite a lot of several people she grew up with in the Brooklyn area, so there's a lot of nostalgic respect for how Jess holds herself and reacts to the world around her. "I'm gonna have to seriously track this Strange guy down now..." She says that as a side comment more than a lets keep talking about him kind of thing, since she can tell he's a big secret in this world.

About the name 'the Foot' and everything else, April keeps grinning and she shakes her head lightly side to side. "I think its translation from Japanese to English that causes the silliness of it all, or the perceived silliness of it all." She starts. "It reminds me of when I was a little kid, I got onto my dads computer and would play his online games, the... MMORPGs? There was one he used to play, EverQuest. I remember he got mad at me cause I took his super serious character and I joined an Asian gold farming group and the group's name was..." She tries to remember it precisely. "Hands... Down, Fist. I think? Yeah. Something like that. Once my dad read the name, he was laughing so hard at it that he stayed in it and farmed gold with them." April seems QUITE amused by this old story, but she shakes her head and sighs lightly. "Anyway, yeah."

The relationship stuff just makes a wide smile show on her lips but she shakes her head to Jess' words. "You shouldn't sell yourself so short, Miss Jones. There's a lotta people listening to this right now who full-well believe that they could 'fix' you if they just got that 'in' chance with the famous tough, Private Eye Lasering, Jessica Jones." April is teasing her of course and the smile and grinning shows it.

Another sip is had of her drink and then she sets it down again. "So why do you fight crime like you do then? What IS your motivation? I saw footage of you helping the Avengers to fight some... ice giants? From last summer, what was that all about?"

Jessica Jones has posed:
"Well...good luck with that," Jessica says to April with a wink, "but I bet it will be hard."

Jessica considers what April has to say about the various ninja clan names, and she nods a bit, "maybe...I'm sure Kitanai Clan sounds way better than Foot Clan," she has no clue what she just said, she just jubled sounds she picked up from hanging out with the Defenders and encountering the Hand on numerous occasions. When April verges to computer game territory, however, Jessica looks all but lost. Needless to say, Jess doesn't appreciate the story as much as she simply drinks more whiskey.

"I'm not selling myself short, I'm honest, my track record is terrible...all I ever get are one night stands, if that, so...guys suck, everybody knows that, and I'm hard to keep up with, so it makes the problem even worse." Jessica rolls her eyes, before arching a brow curiously, "well, I hang out at Luke's Bar, Josie's Bar, sometimes Club Mjolnir...and occasionally I venture into other bars just because I'm around for a case. They feel like they might be the lucky ones, they can feel free to approach me."

As an after thought, Jessica quips, "by the way, I'm scray to approach, so, just a heads up." She flows from that question, into the last one with ease, "I do it because it feels good. You know, having purpse, helping innocents best the fucking bastards who would take advantage of them. The leeches of society, the downright evil sons of bitches out there. You'd be surprised how many of them exist."

Jessica looks a bit jarred at mentioning her along with the Avengers, for a moment her breathing stops nervously, before she hears the full question and eases up. "Well...it was all a mistake, I stumbled into that one, some ice giants from space or something were looking to destroy Thor of the Avengers. I tried to talk'em out of fighting, idiot giant bad mouthed me, so I sucker punched him. I don't care who you are, from what planet you come, you better be respectful to others. I mean, don't Ice Giants have mothers too? If you can't say something nice, don't say nothing at all, fuckhead."

April O'Neil has posed:
April laughs lightly then at the 'guys suck' part and she has to nod her head to it. "Some of them, for sure." She quips back before she just leans back a bit in her chair and listens further. "So... what you're saying is... 'Find Jessica Jones at these places, and go ahead and try to approach me if you got the right 'game' we'll see what happens. But more than likely expect to be carted out of the club, or bar, on a medical stretcher.'"

The red haired Host just grins at this and gently shakes her head slowly from right to left. "I wish I had that kind of confidence. I go out of my way not to tell people where they can find me on average, but they still find me anyway. Its why..." She motions across the room to a shelf loaded with weapons, ancient Japanese style martial arts weapons and some modern stuff too. "I have a selection of tazers over there. So I can _zap_ the ones that get a little too close and weird on me." She holds her grin then as she looks back to Jess. "Tazing, thats my super power."

"Having purpose is a reason I can fully embrace and acknowledge, Jessica. I get that entirely." April says back to the next bits. "I look at you and I see a person who's strong, not just... because of super powers either, but because of personality, character and sheer will. I think you'd be basically as tough as you are right now, even if you'd never gotten the powers that you have now. I think its just who you are." Which is said by April to entirely be a compliment.

"As for those Ice Giants, well..." April grins lightly. "You kicked their butts and if you see Thor around, tell him I'd love to chew on his ear for awhile on this podcast." She laughs and shakes her head side to side. "Please don't misconstrue that statement, its entirely not an innuendo at all."

Jessica Jones has posed:
"Hey, I'm not a psycho, I try not to harm anyone who doesn't deserve it, so people should just not be creepers and things will be just fine. I know how to say no loud and clear, they just need to know how to hear it," Jessica gives her pro tip to trying to hit on Jessica.

"It comes and goes with the celebrity, I bet way more people look for you, Miss O'Niel, than for Jessica fucking Jones. I think I have a rep as trouble, for the most part, just as much as I have a rep for solving cases."

Jessica nods approvingly as April shows the selection of weapons and mentions the tazers, "those are good to have, evens the odds when a stronger guy is after you. And lets be honest, most women out there will find most guys to be stronger than them, it's just biology. It sucks, I know, but take it with god." Jessica then adds, as an after thought, "I don't know if your listeners are aware, but I believe Carol Danvers from the Avengers is offering Women's Self Defense classes for no charge. They obviously sometimes get cancelled because of her busy schedule, but it's a thought...I think the Themysciran Embassy is offering something similar...at least I think they do last I checked."

"Let me be frank, April..." Jessica drops the formality by now, "the fact I'm not dead right now, is a testament to how strong I can be, and there are many others strong individuals out there without powers. They're called survivors, you can find them in various support groups, or even just out and about keeping to themselves...the human spirit is capable of great things."

Jessica turns a serious look at April on that last bit, "don't jest with me because I do know him, are you sure you want me to ask him? I totally will."

April O'Neil has posed:
April has to laugh at that last part and she nods her head quickly two times. "I'd be delighted to have him on, Captain Marvel and anyone from Themyscira. Whatever it takes to make my listeners tune in and have a good time, and any of those folks would likely do just that."

She then is quick to shake her head. "And I definitely don't think you're a psycho, Jessica. I think you're a New Yorker through and through, and not like... a modern New Yorker, but a classic style one. The kind that is very no nonsense and straight to the point of conversations, and likely confrontations." She then lightly grins again and glances to the weapon shelf in the studio. "But, I'm one'a those girls who has to rely on a little extra help to get her through any shitty situations with a tougher opponent."

Another sip of her drink is taken then and April dips her chin in another nod to Jess while she sets the glass down on the coaster in front of her. "I need to get information like that on our website though..." April glances over to her show manager, Vernon Fenwick, he's a middle aged guy with tan skin and dark hair, he's been quiet most of the show but he's laughed a little here and there to the two's conversation, mostly at what Jessica has said throughout it.

"Vern, remind me to get info like that out and available for our audience." He nods back to her and April then draws in a breath and looks back to Jess.

"I'd love to see the strong female super heroes all come together someday and offer training courses like that for the women of the... well the whole world. You're right though, there's a lot of women who aren't... in the Avengers, or the Justice League who can be just as inspiring."

"Well, I'll tell you what, Jessica Jones. If I need a private eye, I know exactly who I'm going to look up and I think everyone listening should do the same."

Jessica Jones has posed:
"Look, I can't help you with Doctor Strange or Captain Marvel, but I could probably put in a word with Thor, no promises that he will actually do it though. He's very busy you know, he's the King of his people right now...New Asgard. He's an Avenger. He has a lot on his plate."

"Oh I do appreciate that endorsement," Jessica says to April with a wholehearted grin, "hear that, everyone?" She talks strictly to her mic, "April O'Neil, respected reporter, is telling you that Jessica Jones is no psycho, so I'm vouched for, leave me alone. I'm just a New Yorker like you."

Finishing up her last whiskey, Jessica raises the empty glass, "April O'Neil, I enjoyed your company, and your whiskey, so thanks for having me on your show, have a goodnight, New York," Jessica speaks the last words to the audience, as they wrap up the show.