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[underachievement]

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RESIDENCE: UNKNOWN, PRIVATE OCCUPATION: PATROL; OH SHIT

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[clarius]

[ ( after this thread. ) ]

Do you think this individual's ability can overpower mind control protocols, pre-programmed triggers, or other similar things that's already been placed in a person?

[ its almost kind of funny with how long it took for her to write this short message. almost. ]

[underachievement]

You mean like brainwashing?

un: hotdog

[oorah]

kara danvers has been compromised
what do we do?

[underachievement]

I believe you but what tipped you off? [ Kilgrave could be telling him to send this OH BOY THIS IS HER LIFE NOW ]

un: purpleman

[kiljoy]

Jessica

[That's it, that's the message.]

[underachievement]

[ "purpleman"? seriously? god what a loser. she's fucking busy. ]

un: hotdog

[oorah]

i just wanted to say that you were right

[ while also doing the thing she told him not to. yep... this text comes the same day he posts about fight club on the board. ]

and dungeonmaster is a kid

[underachievement]

[ No shit, Gladstone. Get it cause she's gonna test drugs on him ]

Crap [ craaaaaaaaaaaaaap ]
[ a "thanks" would go here but. you know. ]

un: micro

[gaits]

There's a few things I need to tell you
I'm pretty sure Frank's been compromised by Kilgrave
I don't know what you guys have been planning but I know he met with you the other night before his signal disappeared.
Whatever you're going to do I want in.

[underachievement]

Does he know? [ that he knows. he could very well have a knife to Micro's throat to dictate the message (that ol' paranoid chestnut) but she'll play along to find out. ]

[underachievement]

[ x ]

[ and he won't make any moves she doesn't know about, or else he REALLY learned nothing; that also isn't what she meant. ]

The point I'm making is that I'm not one of your strays. Save the motivational posters for someone you can afford to give a damn about.

[oorah]

what? that's not it at all. jess, i think you're amazing. all the things you've been through and you still did all of this to protect complete fucking strangers? give yourself some credit already. christ

i'm not gonna get myself compromised again, but i'm not gonna stop helping you any way i can. you can't get rid of me that easy.

3/1 special delibery (cw: dead things)

[oorah]

[ a handwoven basket will be left for jess when she isn't home, on the stairs leading up to her porch. frank wouldn't dare to go farther than that without permission. immediately visible are two antlers that protrude out of the vines and stand taller than the handle. inside are a few items: a short hunting knife, a canvas bag of ground coffee, a bottle of whiskey. and placed around the items are dead flowerheads and preserved rabbit's feet. if she digs to the bottom there is a tiny card, or really just another piece of canvas. and on it is a crudely painted hot dog. ]

[underachievement]

[ Jess interprets it as a threat at first, though it couldn't be less clear if it had come wrapped in a garbage bag. The whiskey is sealed, untampered with, and none of the animal remains have blood on them. She thinks the feet are rabbit's, a totem for luck, except she's one of those dads on the "not for the rabbit" side of the argument. Also she's from New York, it could be a marmot paw or groundhog leg for all she knows. Getting to the bottom of it takes literally that. Hard to remember a time she felt less relieved closing a case. ]

WHAT THE HELL
And how did you find my house? And what the hell!!!!

un: slothbaby | after all the shenanigans with purple dudes

[morphogenia]

PB... that guy with the >:| face who is always helping everyone out if that makes sense to you? Told me about how you protected everyone from the Purple Man and rescued him. I just wanted to say thank you for standing up to him and saving my friend. I heard the stories back home so I know how big a deal it is to face him. So yeah. Thanks.

[underachievement]

[ if not for the remark about home, Jess wouldn't reply. lbr she'd delete the message. ]

Where and when is back home?

un: dameron

[gotyourselfapilot]

[ After encountering Frank and Faith with the whole Kilgrave getting them and controlling them. Finding out from Frank that Jessica had to kill Kilgrave again. He wanted to contact Jessica after that talk with Frank but then walking into Faith later threw him into a loop. She had an outburst at him and wanted him to be more of an asshole. So, before he contacted the last person on his list, he wanted more of a reason than it just being about Kilgrave. A box had arrived with new things from home, a bottle of Corellian Reserve, which is a rare and expensive brandy back from his world. Not only that but his flightsuit and boots. This would be about the one thing he knows she would want to hear about. ]

I've got something that I think you might want to taste.

[underachievement]

[ he absolutely is not insinuating anything by that and that's why she cherishes him the most. she must be the first woman in history to not have that sentence followed by a dickpic. momentous. ]

What exactly are you asking me to put in my mouth?

3/3

[oorah]

thanks for visiting

[ the fever has worn off as has most of the irritability and weirdness. will asking him if jess was going to visit -- then seeing her shadow in the door after faith had left -- he's realizing it wasn't a fever dream at all. she had come to check on him even after serial killer basket topia. it deserves acknowledgment. ]

[underachievement]

[ actually, not acknowledging it was more what she was going for. ]

If you can call it that.

text

[deadlight]

[ by now, someone's read the info sheet, and it just so happened to mention that jessica jones was in charge of running a prison. is it the same jessica? has to be. maybe bev wanted to wait awhile before she dealt with this, but - she doesn't like hiding either. ]

hi this is beverly

[ you know, from that weirdo dreamscape. ]

i live in house 11?

[ sure that's the memorable part. ]

super private not that everything isnt

[underachievement]

Hi Beverly. [ Jess hems and haws over adding: ] I remember you.
You okay?

late 3/12

[oorah]

[ he knows she was there in town hall. everyone was, but they both knew kevin would be out and about for arrival day. he knows jess has been keeping tabs on him on and off today because of it, and he hopes she was a witness otherwise she might doubt what he has to tell her. ]

did you see?

[underachievement]

I saw.

[ messaging him right away would have been suspect, considering Kev's eyes stuck to her like bug guts to a windshield. she still feels watched, as impossible as that is, and she's only expecting bad news. ]

3/13 lateish;; action

[oorah]

[ it's still raining and has been since the morning of arrival day. which used to feel liberating, but now it's just as stifling and he doesn't feel any safer with or without its presence. he should probably just text her and tell her again that the vaccine worked, that his head is clear. but he can't skip the opportunity to tell her in person. not when her sister is here, not when they both have people here now they'd do anything to protect. though for mr. mayor over here isn't that basically everyone? and maybe most especially jessica and anyone she extends a familial label to so readily.

that's how a blocky pitbull and an even blockier man find themselves on her stoop after dark. frank is clucthing another slim bottle of whiskey in his hand, and raps a soft knock on the surface of her door. just because he can -- because such a simple thing feels like a luxury. ]

[underachievement]

[ Jess forgets that she is sort of expecting company, or at least to be bothered, on account of exhaustion. She still can't sleep, so she nurses cup after cup of coffee to feel like she has some choice in the matter -- emptying them into the sink when they go cold. When she forgets about her mug for the third time, she stops wasting whiskey and drinks it black.

Even though she quickly puts together that the visitor has to be Frank, she opens the door warily. Letting him in, Jess leans out the entrance to scan up and down the street before ducking back in and locking it shut. She turns to him, hip cocked. ]

Just tell me.

24th March

[kiljoy]

So, house arrest is almost over. I'll be out and about soon, think I should pay you a visit. Where are you living these days?

[He says, as if she'll tell him. He lives in hope.]

[underachievement]

The corner of Fuck Off and Get Bent

un:bigbad

[lovesbitch]

You want help with that jail? I'm just about out of my gourd around this place. Might as well make myself useful.

[underachievement]

What are you offering?

text

[bossily]

I know we haven't met yet, so I'm sorry for bothering you like this. But Kilgrave won't stop trying to blame you for what he's done, and I wanted to touch base with you.

[underachievement]

[ someone's clearly new here. ]

Well as long as you're sorry.

un: witch

[hext]

the prison. it was your idea, yes?

[underachievement]

Yep.

un: polaris | text; private

[ferrokinetic]

hey
what's it like to die here?
memory stuff specifically, or like, consequence vs risk analysis

[ literally do they even know each other's names yet is the real question here. ]

say i'm curious
one sausage to another

[ that's enough of a hint as to her identity, right? totally. ]

all private

[underachievement]

[ there's no good lead up that question so she appreciates that it's merely tacked on as an afterthought. ]

Kind of like sleeping. Cause I slept through most of it.