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jessica jones (haveadrink) wrote in avengers_logs,
@ 2018-04-04 21:28:00

Entry tags:

-complete, jessica jones, trish walker

Who: Jessica and Trish
What Whizzer, and Jessica's Past
Where: Alias Investigations
When: During the Hulk thing.
Warnings: Spoilers for season 2 of Jessica Jones, especially episode 1

Jessica Jones was not paying much attention to the fact that there was a giant Hulk running around, being a destructive asshole. She wasn't that kind of hero. She wasn't any kind of hero. Mostly right now, Jess was worried about Kilgrave and being upset about the fact that the one guy she was starting to like.. yet again just disappeared from her life. Fuck this stupid place. She needed new cases, which meant opening up the Investigations to anyone who needed help off the street. At least Kilgrave hadn't poked his nose into it yet. Wanting to help or whatever the fuck.

Then the others had come. There were lots of the obvious, the ones that were full of shit. Cheating husbands and wives. That kind of thing. She went through them one by one. Then there was the crazy guy who thought he had the power of speed. Faster than anyone. And he was being hunted. Someone was out to kill him. Jessica thought he was full of shit. That was until he'd showed her his power. And he'd only shown her the power when he thought he was in danger. The bad thing? He really was in danger. She had chased him out the door and down the street..

Until he'd been crushed by falling scaffolding. And now Jessica didn't know what to do. She sat at her desk, drinking. There was a knock at the door.

"Go away!" she called, drunkenly.

Of course Trish would just come right in.

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trish_talk
2018-04-05 09:31 pm UTC (link)

The city was a mess, but obviously nothing would stop Trish from getting at what she wanted. And it had tried, oh had it tried. The universe, the Hulk, the weather - could all kiss her ass, because in the end she had managed to get to that little girl's birthday party and perform as Patsy not for her but for her nostalgic idiot dads. At least she'd gotten Jessica's records out of it. And as soon as possible, Trish had been on her way to Jessica's apartment with the folder in her bag along with the wig and the dress, which she had really wanted to set fire to in a barrel somewhere but had held onto because you never knew when she might need this accursed and only superpower again.

The huge, stupid white boots were hidden under baggier pants than Trish was used to wearing and she had passed about ten makeup removal towelettes over her eyes on the drive over (on stop signs and red lights, obviously) despite it not removing a third of the glitter on her face, but she was looking more or less like herself when the elevator stopped at Jessica's floor and she knocked on her door.

The usual response did not phase her; Trish continued knocking, and knocking, until she turned the knob and opened the door.

"It's like, why have locks at all?" She said as way of greeting, staring at Jessia on her desk with a bottle of whiskey off to the side - because of course it was. Trish dropped her bag on the couch, and removed her coat. "Hi Jess."

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haveadrink
2018-04-06 01:13 am UTC (link)

The door swung open and thankfully it was the one person that she wanted to see. Didn't mind seeing anyway. It was all subjective for Jessica. "Who needs locks when you've got me?" she joked, though it was a horrible joke and the fact that she was mostly drunk and annoyed meant that anyone could really come in and either steal everything or get hit in the face and die. 50/50. She was sure that Trish saw the mess outside. The scaffolding.

"Hey," she greeted. She paused and looked her friend over. "You look weird." She would be a poor PI if she hadn't noticed her friend wearing weird clothes. Then a second later, she shrugged her shoulders and waved her hand dismissively. "Whatever. What's up? Please say that Kilgrave hasn't done anything stupid or.. I don't know. Anything." She just wanted to drink and live alone in peace.