ALIAS INVESTIGATIONS SEMI-FUNCTIONING ALCOHOLIC OCCASIONAL DEFENDER JESSICA JONES.
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spiderxling:
“Oh, no no no– this stuff isn’t for me. It’s stuff I gotta drop off at F.E.A.S.T. later.”
“i was going to tell you to screw off, a-hole, but you hit with the F.E.A.S.T. card. i was wondering if they were going to stick around.”
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osburn:
“you know, hanging out with me means you’ll probably see your own face plastered all over tomorrow’s tabloids. kinda just an occupational hazard at this point.”
“i’m looking into your dad, not here for a playdate.”
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casslang:
“Sounds pretty super if you ask me.” Cassie smiled at Jessica.
“let me rephrase: i don’t want to be super.” jessica made an attempt to smile back.
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xmoonsilk:
“…Thank you?”
“wasn’t a compliment.”
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bcrtonhawk:
“You know, that sounds about right for S.H.I.E.L.D.”
"it’s why i don’t get mixed up in all of this bullshit. pleasant hill was just too many people asking questions.”
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xmoonsilk:
“I was hoping maybe you’d have some sort of idea. Or that maybe someone else already has you on that.” Cindy admitted sheepishly, rubbing the back of her neck.
“i stopped taking cases for a minute after pleasant hill.” she had seen a lot, but jessica still had been left deeply unsettled by the entire thing. the villains being forced to smile and pretend they lived idyllic lives made her think of kilgrave. “but you’re right. i have some idea, and i plan on looking into it. i can lump your shit in as well.” she had a soft spot for cindy; jessica would never admit it, but it made her think of her own family and what a shit show that was.
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destroyrofworlds:
“That’s not what happened.” Daisy grumbled, tired of trying to defend herself as she shook her head. “And I paid you for that. Generously. So maybe you screw off. I’m not judging, just concerned for your liver.”
“seemed like what happened. besides, money doesn’t mean i have to be nice to you.” she had taken jobs from some real shit people. “my liver is fine, thank you. it’s my spleen that suffered.”
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aprettygirlthief:
Janice raised her brows, taking a sip of her drink.“Someone’s in a mood."
“it’s perpetual.” jess knocked back her glass. “can’t seem to shake it.” not that she tried very hard.
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agentjsimmons:
“I know – it’s quite bad. But that is one of my favourite science puns. Based on your reaction, I’ll keep the others I know to myself.”
“that was worse than a hangover.”
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bcrtonhawk:
“Oh come on, Jessica. You’re not all loaded after that Pleasant Hill payout?” Clint teased the private eye.
“it’s still processing. they sent me to accounting, which is the biggest fuck you i can think of.”
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pixelated-peter:
“Well, it’s a sandwich. Not as nice as night-pizza on a rooftop but— food is food.”
“i’m trying to do a stakeout here, asshole. i thought we agreed no pointless small talk.”
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casslang:
“Aren’t you superpowered? You’d think alcohol wouldn’t even do much at that point..”
“i’m superish. can’t fly, just jump really high. some fresh bullshit.” jess muttered. “but i’m strong, and apparently that qualifies me.”
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honeykinney:
“Not that I’m qualified, but it sounds like you need a therapist.”
“i have one. her name is bourbon.”
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destroyrofworlds:
Daisy turned her head and furrowed her eyebrows at the sight of the shattered glass and spilled booze, grimacing softly. “Sorry.. Maybe it’s for the best anyways? I’m pretty sure that’s the second one I’ve seen you open.”
“so, the woman who helped kidnap supervillains and cause a multiversal rift is going to judge me for having a second whiskey at 10 am? you do realize i helped find your asshole dad, right? screw off.”
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venuhm:
“alright, alright slow down. care to explain again?” “i didn’t say anything, eddie.” “i know that, now shut up. no, not you –”
“--Listen, asshole. I’m too sober for this shit. Do you need a P.I. or not?”
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destroyrofworlds:
“Matt Murdock.” Daisy responded, crossing her arms as she patiently waited for Jessica to process how much the check was. It was a lot, but worth it if it meant Daisy would find her dad. The sooner the better, since she had no idea what was going on. For all she knew, Cal got his memories back somehow. “What does it matter if you get paid regardless?”
“Yeah, sounds about him. Hate that guy.” Too bad he was one of her only friends. Jessica stared in dismay at the check. The bigger it was, the bigger of a cover-up it usually meant. “I do have part of a soul left. ‘sides, it would mean less individual case files. But okay.” She folded the check up ad slid it into her pocket. “You’re officially a client of Alias Investigations. You want to give me a run down on this Calvin guy?”
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carterthirteen:
Sharon’s eyes drifted down towards the paper on the desk in front of her and furrowed her eyebrows before she picked it up and turned it over, revealing the very large amount that Jessica was requesting. It wasn’t like it was coming out of Sharon’s pockets, but still. “Jesus, how much are you charging per case?”
“Enough to pay the bills. Also, there’s interest here. I added a group charge due to individual filing. Coordination is complicated.” Another smile. “If you had money to make a town and create this new technology you can foot the bill.”
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