Jessica Jones (
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asgardgenesis2019-07-25 07:58 pm
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[There was a lot of pilfered alcohol, fumbled attempts, and finally resignation that had led to this video. Jessica wasn't great at asking for help, or showing that she didn't know what was going on, but this was so far out of her paygrade, she had no idea where to start. She'd poked around the library, but there were things that she couldn't learn there. Not really.
So the network is treated to a semi-annoyed looking dark-haired woman that some might find familiar. The introduction was minor.]
The name's Jessica Jones and I'm looking for- fuck -help with something. I can do this now-
[She'd never been one to shy away from showing what she could do or trying to hide it. She'd always been one of the more open freaks. But like she'd said to Spheeris, people felt safer when they could pretend they didn't know.
So for the camera, she made a fist with her right hand. A small line of concentration creased the middle of her brow and then - Woosh - a sword made of pure fire appeared in her hand. She didn't drop it, though she did flinch because that was never not going to be disturbing. She waved it around a bit. It looked a little like a scimitar, flaring white hot in the center. Then she opened her hand and it disappeared.]
-and that's great and all, but I don't know shit about swords or weapons or anything.
[She was doing an amazing job of not looking like that freaked her out.]
Who's gonna help me figure out how not to slice my other arm off?
So the network is treated to a semi-annoyed looking dark-haired woman that some might find familiar. The introduction was minor.]
The name's Jessica Jones and I'm looking for- fuck -help with something. I can do this now-
[She'd never been one to shy away from showing what she could do or trying to hide it. She'd always been one of the more open freaks. But like she'd said to Spheeris, people felt safer when they could pretend they didn't know.
So for the camera, she made a fist with her right hand. A small line of concentration creased the middle of her brow and then - Woosh - a sword made of pure fire appeared in her hand. She didn't drop it, though she did flinch because that was never not going to be disturbing. She waved it around a bit. It looked a little like a scimitar, flaring white hot in the center. Then she opened her hand and it disappeared.]
-and that's great and all, but I don't know shit about swords or weapons or anything.
[She was doing an amazing job of not looking like that freaked her out.]
Who's gonna help me figure out how not to slice my other arm off?
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The last thing I am is some idiot in tights running around with a fucking emblem and a code while breaking shit and making other people take the blame for it. Know your audience, buddy.
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[ He talks a lot. Understated and suggestive, like giving voice to thoughts that aren't his own. Things left unsaid in the air that slip over his tongue. ]
You're doing the right thing and I commend you, but if you hate the damn power don't waste anyone's time on it.
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But hey, take your own advice and don't bother talking to me. We'd both be happier.
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Now, now! I never said I didn't enjoy talking with you, we're getting along swimmingly. It's okay to be a liability, if you change your mind; I won't judge.
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[Don't think she'd be your friend, Loki. She hated the other one for destroying her city and if she got your name, you'd be on her shitlist too.]
If you're not going to be any help, go away. I have better things to do.
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Cool, I'll take my mastery over swordsmanship and yeet myself into the nearest garbage pail ala Oscar the Grouch. Good talk.
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Good. Bye.
[If Jess had to deal with that in person and had access to a sword that popped into being made of fire? She might kill him. Her kill count was hovering between 2 and 5, depending on her level of guilt. She wasn't trying to hit a double digit.]
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When in Rome, don't turn down an Italian's pasta.
Here if you fail and need extra help.
LOKI :)