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| Late Night At Bars | |
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| Date of Scene: | 20 August 2019 |
| Location: | Josie's Bar, Clinton |
| Synopsis: | Jessica took a break from working Janet's case, and wound up meeting an interesting person in Millicent. And people say drinking is a waste of time... |
| Cast of Characters: | Jessica Jones, Free Lancer
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- Jessica Jones has posed:
Lately Jessica has been undertaking a case for Janet van Dyne, and it's been a more involved one than she first anticipated. But hard work, also brought with it a need to unwind, and so she partook in the nightly ritual of visiting the nearest dive bar. Thanks to a certain Matt Murdock, Josie's had its perks.
Jessica was sitting at the counter tonight, a glass of four roses infront of her, with the half empty bottle right by her side. Must have been one of the perks.
- Free Lancer has posed:
Clients do have a knack for throwing curves, or in Millicent's case trying her patience at least. Six hours of babysitting an arrogant high society punk, yeah it gets to even her. So client handled, yep she makes a b-line for the nearest watering hole. She pauses at the opening, taking a moment to decide just how far to lower her standards for the sake of convience. Then well, she slips right up to the bar with a little sigh. Delicately tugging at the cuffs of her blouse, before tugging her tie loose.
"Jager and a beer, whatever's bottled if you'd be so kind?"That swiss accent, the fancy threads, that fancy rolex. High dollar body guards like to think they don't have a uniform all their own, but yeah they totally do and Millicent is absolutely "In uniform" as it were. Hands slipping inside her jacket to slide a twenty across the bar, before procuring a gold plated cigarette case and matching lighter. Big money muscle, it would seem.
- Jessica Jones has posed:
While Jessica doesn't know much of Millicent, she does make some assumptions based on how Millicent is dressed. So when Millicent moves to the bar, Jessica turns to look at her out of the corner of her eye, before asking, "anyone hired you to do anything to van Dyne?" Before noting the gold plated cigarette case and scoffing, "my bad, clearly, you're not involved in the world of fashion in any way, shape or form. That is tacky as fuck."
- Free Lancer has posed:
She pounds that shot like water, before lighting her cigarette and lingering for a moment. Half turning finally to regard Jessica cooly for a moment, before perking a brow. "Sharp eyes my dear, but other side of the coin. Whilst I am aware of Miss Van Dyne, she's not requested my services."Lifting one hand to show off her empty hand, before with a snap of the fingers producing a business card which she slides across the bar.
"The cigarette case and lighter were gifts, well intentioned ones from a thankful client. Not quite my taste either, but the gesture was heartfelt. It'd be terribly small of me to leave them at home, don't you think?"Theres a pause there as she sips after her beer with a frown. "If Miss Van Dyne has you in her services, I suspect I may cater to a different class of client. All the same if your employer needs protection, I may be able to squeeze her in."
- Jessica Jones has posed:
"Did I say I was working for van Dyne?" Jessica snorts, as she reaches to peek at the business card slid her way. Drinking more of her glass while she looks at it.
"Hell, plenty of others been looking for services rendered to van Dyne," Jessica offers, "it's been all over the news. Only an idiot would think it all came as a result of some SEC investigation. This has setup written all over it, I just got a bit of brain between my ears that lets me analyze bullshit when it's smeared all over the news."
She shrugs at the mention of the gift, and the thought of how one must behave when receiving such a gift. Then again, she's not exactly famous for her manners or decorum amongst her clients, or her biggest fans, the NYPD.
"So...you beat up people for cash? Or keep people from getting beat up?" Jessica muses.
- Free Lancer has posed:
Theres no name, no text of any kind infact. Black card with a white cat's skull above a phone number, so she spent a lot printing those things up because of course she did.
"Executive protection, I specialize in meta-human threats. Some of these capes play plenty rough for convience's sake, plenty of innocent people get hurt along the way."Theres a little shrug there as she swirls her beer. "It's what happens when jail is treated like an optional time out for naughty children, no consequences."
"Of course the media lied, or withheld vital elements of the story to suit their narrative. Everyone seems to feel like the news slanting things to suit their sales numbers is new, but I'd say this is more or less how things have always worked."Theres another slow drag on that cigarette as she spins her barstool around to watch the room casually. "You seem awfully invested to just be a dedicated media consumer, friend of hers perhaps?"
- Jessica Jones has posed:
"I can see the line of work as being booming," Jessica concedes as she slips the card into the pocket of her jacket. "But it could dangerously slip into the Bolivar Trask line of thinking...are you one of those who want to sow fear? Or just taking advantage of it?" As she downs her glass and reaches for a refill, she quips, "or are you legit? I guess that's possible too."
"Hey, you're a smart one," Jessica notes when Millicent states the obvious. "Hey, maybe I just like her fashion line, the cocktail dresses in particular," Jessica shoots back, and judging from Jessica's 'Fairly Hobo' vibe of clothing, that was most definitely not delivered tongue in cheek.
- Free Lancer has posed:
"I'm licensed, bonded and insured. Considering my distaste for unnecessary legal entanglements, I find lawful work substantially more to my liking."Theres another slow drag of that cigarette as she watches the room. "I've been in the business for a long time now, and I do not need some tent-pole preacher to provide me with steady work. Him and his kind aren't new either, incidentally. A good bodyguard sells contigency, politicians sell fear. There is a distinction, albiet a subtle one."
"Well I have never met your friend, but I'm sorry she's become intangled in someone's treachery. It's always a pain when your enemy resorts to such cowardly things, I'm afraid I don't have much patience for men too cowardly to attend to matters directly."Theres a little shrug there finally. "The egotistical ones are always just the worst, not even worth solving the problem with any real finality. They just shrivel into a mess the moment they're met with real consequences to their actions, then comes the begging and the ugly crying. Snot everywhere."
- Jessica Jones has posed:
"I don't know about distinction, when I look at it, I come off thinking I want to kick both in the balls," Jessica keeps her own simplified view on the matter. Surprisingly, she also managed to finish the bottle with refills and emptying of the glass while listening to Millicent. Clearly, the subject has been irksome to her.
Paying her tab to Josie, Jessica gets up and offers a faint wave at Millicent. "I agree with your assessment, but again, she's not my friend...she is an Avenger though, so, clearly, she has more than a few enemies...gutless ones, obviously, good luck with your line of work." Jess mutters and heads on out.