8711/Where In The World Is Carmen..errr Elektra

Where In The World Is Carmen..errr Elektra
Date of Scene:	17 November 2021
Location:	Alias Investigations
Synopsis:	No description
Cast of Characters:	June Connor, Jessica Jones

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June Connor has posed:
    June isn't dressed to kill today. Or dressed to kill. Truth be known, she's freaking out a little. She shoves the door to Alias Investigations open, wearing an old green hoodie that's been washed too many times, and a pair of blue jeans. Her fire engine hair makes her almost look like a Christmas decoration, if not for her resting bitch face. But that's not the face she has as she walks in, it's angry as ever, but it's also worried, and she has a new decoration, someone gave her a black eye.

Jessica Jones has posed:
"When I said you can come, I didn't mean barge wildly and draw the neighbors attention, June," Jessica calls out as she looks up from her laptop when the girl walks in as she does. Jessica is at her desk, and dressed...like she always is? Does she even own more than one set of clothes? Either way, there's a mostly filled bottle of whiskey by her laptop, so at least she doesn't seem too deep in at this point. "What got you so spooked? Something with Elektra?"

June Connor has posed:
    June's scowl turns toward Jessica as she speaks. "I hope you're not drunk yet," she says, "Cuz I kinda need you sober for a minute." A bit judgmental? Great way to ask for help. "So, I have no idea." June waves her hands to her sides. "Elektra was on text with me last night, and just went silent suddenly. And like, not a good time. Like, I almost got murdered by a superhuman psychopath that brainwashes people. He could almost fuckin' outrun my car." June has a car?

    "She say anything to you? You two are like, friends. Ish?" She paces a little as she tells the story. "I dunno if the Hand caught her, or if whatever the hell mission she wanted done turned out to go south on her end. She didn't fuckin' give me enough to know what the hell is going on with it in the first place."

Jessica Jones has posed:
"I'm never drunk," Jessica lies through her teeth as she looks at June with the most serious look ever. But the 'need you sober for a minute' does earn June a "fuck you."

Jessica tries to take this seriously, but can't help but eye roll just a little. "Elektra gave you the slip and is ghosting you? There's a shocker." But then June continues in the most perfect way to get Jess' full attention. "Was he PURPLE!?" She doens't ask so much as freak out the question at June, she's clutching the arm rests of her seat, she's leaned forward, she tries to keep the fact her hands are shaking subtle, by clutching those arm rests as tight as she can. "Fuck the hand! Was that brainwashing psycho purple!? Did he wear purple? Was anything at all purple!? It's kind of a big deal!"

June Connor has posed:
    "Holy shit, you are drunk," June nearly spits. "What the fuck is your hard on for the color purple? Nobody was purple! He was a mutant or something. He was all dressed black like he was from some 90s vampire movie. Sellin' girls to some pervs. Got one of them, other one, probably dead I guess."

    "Elektra's a bitch, yeah, but the way she ghosted me? I dunno, felt like somethin' somewhere just hit the fan. Mid conversation. I hadn't said anything to piss her off." She seems to ponder that a moment. "I don't think anyway. She say anything to you about what the hell she's up to?"

Jessica Jones has posed:
"Are you absolutely sure about that?" Jessica doesn't let go while June is being flippant, this seems to be an utmost important fact to her. She's absolutely restless. "Do you know where she was headed to last...? And is the mind control psycho still on the loose?"

Jessica shakes her head, "that woman doesn't tell me anything, including when she sets me up to go into a ninja ambush."

June Connor has posed:
    "I said he was wearing black! Jeez," June pinches the bridge of her nose. "Yeah he's on the loose, what you think I'm gonna fuck around with that shit? He picked up some guy like he was a rag doll and could run like 40 miles per hour. Way above my pay grade."

    June actually laughs though when Jessica mentions a ninja ambush. "Shit, you too, huh?" she comments wryly. "Guess we got that in common."

Jessica Jones has posed:
"Black...ok, black," Jessica starts breathing a little easier, reclining against the back support of her seat and heaving. "Okay, I can work with black. Any old fuck could wear black." Jessica nods as June explains why she didn't take on that psycho, "fair enough, you made the smart choice, don't fuck with that kind of stuff."

Good thing that anectode got shared, because it breaks Jessica from worrying about that mind fucker, "wait...Elektra set you up to walk into a ninja ambush? The fuck is wrong with that woman!"

June Connor has posed:
    "A lot," June answers, "And that's coming from someone as messed up as me. It was more like she set me up to be screwed over by the Hand. I was the unwitting accomplice." She shakes her head. "Not the point right now. What's important is that I don't know if she's dead somewhere, and if she is, am I next? She gets herself killed, that's whatever, but I sure as hell don't want to be next on the menu."

Jessica Jones has posed:
"That is true," Jessica agrees and immediately reaches for that whiskey bottle, pouring herself a glass to keep it sensible, though she empties it about as soon as she poured it. "If you don't feel safe, you can crash over here for a while, if you promise to behave and not steal anything..." somehow Jess doesn't fully trust the young deliniquent, weird. "Do you know anything about where she went last at all? What was her mission? Do you mind if I come over to look up her laptop for clues? I'm good at that shit."

June Connor has posed:
    "No, she talked about going to Japan for settling her spat with the Hand in the "old way"," June answers with air quotes. "Whatever that means, probably one of those stupid ritual fights or something. Said I was supposed to go with her. Don't ask me why, I sure don't care to watch her fight in a loin cloth or whatever they do over there." June really needs to work on her cultural sensitivity.

    "I wouldn't steal from someone who's puttin' me up," June answers, looking a little offended. "What do I look like?" Okay, that's probably a lie, but she is at least good at saying it as if it's the truth. "But thanks, as long as you don't think Hand ninjas are gonna come break in your windows or anything."

Jessica Jones has posed:
"Oh...the idiot went to do some bullshit sword duel to the death on some island? Or is it under cherry trees? What's popular these days in ninja death duels?" Jessica half takes it seriously, shrugging as June suggests she was told to go with Elektra, "so how come you're here and not there right now? Think we should trace her to a location in Japan? I haven't been abroad in a while, and I can go for some sake for a change."

"If those fuckers break my windows..." Jessica starts with a low growl, leaving the actual penalty unspoken.

June Connor has posed:
    "I dunno! I don't think we were supposed to leave yet. She never tells me anything. "I dunno if she's in Japan, or in a sewer getting fed to alligators right under our feet. Beats the hell out of me. If you can find her, go for it," June offers. "I just break into places and steal shit. And apparently people think I'm a fuckin' vigilante now just because I save one girl from making a terrible life decision that would probably kill her." It doesn't sound like she feels flattered by the accusation.