90/A Blast From The Past

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A Blast From The Past
Date of Scene: 24 February 2020
Location: Josie's Bar (New York City)
Synopsis: Jessica went to chill at Josie's after a hard day's work, when she ran into someone who supposedly was dead. Questions follow.
Cast of Characters: Jessica Jones, Carol Danvers




Jessica Jones has posed:
Jessica has just completed her work for the day, a simple case of cheating husband brought to a close, easy money. Even though it is every bit as soul sucking as most of them are. Just the stalking, the stakeouts, observing people at their worst. It left a bad taste in one's mouth. Luckily, there was always everyone's favorite palate cleanser on hand in the form of whiskey. Which is precisely why Jessica was currently sitting at Josie's Bar, first seat along the bar with a good view to the entrance.

Carol Danvers has posed:
Carol has had a long week.

Many aliens crashing their ships into earth or the moon.

One of them on the run in Manhattan.

Stark announcing his run for President with Stark2020.

She managed to hold it together until her day off though and she figures drinking alone in her SHIELD apartment means she is definitely an alchoholic. So it is much much better to go to a dive bar and drink with other drunks. Science right or something.

She pushes the dooor to Josie's open and ducks inside, something sort of autopiloted her here when she left the Triskelion and while she doesn't quite recall ever being here, with her luck everyone will know her name or something like that place in Boston. She does have a flight jacket on and jeans, an AC/DC t-shirt under the coat. Civvies.

Jessica Jones has posed:
Jessica was just taking a sip from her whiskey when Carol walked into Josie's. It's like witnessing a ghost materialize infront of her. She saw the reports about that young mutant girl killing Ms. Marvel and tossing her in the San Francisco Bay. She was one of the few people aware of Ms. Marvel's true identity, which is what made Carol walking in her such a scary experience. For a moment, Jessica wasn't sure if she was seeing reality, or slipping into a haze of a vivid hallucination again.

While Jessica ponders if she's still experiencing reality, the glass slips from her grasp, dropping to the floor and shuttering, spilling whiskey every which way, mostly all over Jessica.

"FUCK!" Jessica snaps back to reality, jumping out of her bar stool and looking at her soaked self, "goddamnit!" But then, when she looks up, Carol is still there. "I'll cover that shit," she snaps at Josie who barks at her for breaking yet another glass, before taking a step towards Carol, pointing at her, "are you real?" She asks the most unusual of quesitons.

Carol Danvers has posed:
Thing is Carol is looking around the bar like it seems so deju vu familiar and it is like she can't quite put her finger on it. Of course this happens to her all the time for the last six or so months. The official stuff and media stuff, well that was easy to read about even if parts of it feels like it happened to a stranger.

Nothing more sureal then watching clips of you from TV and Social media and not remembering the events. Or reading SHIELD files about missions and having that deju vu nagging sense of familiarity The personal stuff though is a lot harder, there is no records of it or files with debriefing reports on it.

Which means when Jessica soaks herself with Whiskey and breaks her glass dramatically Carol just stares, and well blinks a couple of times at the outburst. Okay the whiskey lady is coming right at her too. Also double nagging sense of famaliarity.

"God I hope so..." she notes a bit off her verbal footing, it just seemed like the thing to say. A sort of calm down lift of her hand there like she is deflecting the pointing. "I... uh.. take it you know me?" this isn't the first time since she got back this has happened but it doesn't make any of them easier.

Jessica Jones has posed:
"Y-you're real? You're FUCKING real!?" Jessica looks about ready to lose it as she starts at Carol, bewildered, and reaches to poke her if Carol will allow it. As if to verify she is actually standing there, physically, and isn't just a ghost of her imagination.

"It's impossible..." Jessica whispers in a weak voice, barely audible at all. "How? I..." she just realizes she's in a very public place at the last moment, and holds back from saying anything that might associate Carol with the persumed dead Ms. Marvel. "I thought you were gone for good..." there, a more sterile version of the same question. "How are you here?"

Jessica does frown when asked if she knows Carol, crossing her arms, as she stares near daggers at Carol. "Are you pranking me? Is this a joke? Don't fucking kid me, do I know you? Seriously?"

Carol Danvers has posed:
Carol would understand a lot better if she remembered Jessica's hallucinations or other problems there. Or how drunk she might be.

Still she is flat footed enough by the reaction and that gnawing sense of loss that she does nothing to stop herself from being poked physically. "I..well yeah I hope this is all real or I am going to be really even more pissed than I am already." oh pity the Kree if this has all been some elebatorate Kree simulation or Skrull trick.

"I...yeah must." she frowns a little and peers at the bar for a moment "Can we get a drink or .. hell I may need a bottle.." it sounds like her for sure, well maybe a little more eager to drink. She was always careful due to her dad being a rotten drunk. "And.. it's complicated.. but I didn't die in San Francisco."

Jessica Jones has posed:
"Wait...you're being serious? Fuck I need whiskey," Jessica says with a shake of her head, "Josie, two more, I'm good for it...and yes, I really will cover the glass," Jessica cries out loud enough for the entire bar to hear, as she moves back to her stool, "come join me," she tells Carol.

If Carol will join her, Jess will turn to face her, and ask bluntly, "who fucked with you? Where did you come from that you're here again? If you say heaven, I'm going to be really pissed, because I'm definitely going to hell if afterlife is real."

But then she hears the truth of it all, Carol wasn't ever dead. This bits of news leaves Jessica's mouth agape, until she's given two glasses of whiskey, which she proceeds to drink one after the other in succession, motioning for Josie to bring more. "Bottle," she calls out, just to save repeat trips for glasses.

Carol Danvers has posed:
Carol will join the strange but very familiar lady at the bar pulling up onto a stool and then turning to face Jones and lean against the bar while there is hopefully a drink coming.

"Okay.. well going out on a limb. Do not make me regret this for the love of god." she pauses considering. "That little mutant punk terrorist in San Francisco did a number on me... she took my powers and memories away and then threw me into the bay."

She lets that sink in while she watches those glasses and then for Jess to drink.. both. "Ah.." she reaches and saves a glass and when the bottle arrives pours herself one and tops Jess's off. This alos feels familar, at least the lady and booze for some reason. "How much do you know about aliens." .. .. well Jessica probably knows about the Kree since Carol really liked to complain about the whole kidnapping and brainwashing thing when she was Ms. Marvel.

Jessica Jones has posed:
"Don't worry, your secrets are safe with me, just as mine are with you, right?" Jessica is actually all kinds of uncertain about just how safe her secrets are, or if Carol even still knows them. It would be extremely painful to lose one of the few, okay, so the only friend she truly has.

When Jessica hears the story of just what happened in the Bay, she turns pale, her hands starting to shake nervously as she shakes her head. "That...that's not right...you're a good one. You're a real one..." she mutters, her eyes jumping about as she reaches to grab her own arm tightly in an attempt to stop the shakes. "Nobody can do that to you..." luckily the bottle is brought over, because Jess reaches for it like an elixir of life, as she starts drinking to numb herself.

"I think maybe this is a talk for my office," Jessica notes, inclining her head towards the, admittedly little, crowd of people about the bar. "But yeah, aliens are fucking out there, like Mulder always said...I know that much."

Carol Danvers has posed:
Carol honestly does feel bad as she watches the range of emotions that Jessica seems to be going through with the little she has revealed. Well it isn't like the rest is liable to get any better really.

"Well I definitely try to be a good one..." she drinks her own whiskey as Jones takes the rest of the bottle. "I.. sure..." she notes "Is your office nearby, maybe that would be better than talking more here..." I mean everyone knwos Aliens are out there but while Carol is fast and loose with clearances and other bullshit, she does like at least a bit of operational security and a quiet bar front after the outbursts probably isn't a sterling example.

She does reach out though to rest a hand on Jessica's shoulder at those shakes, a familiar gesture.

Jessica Jones has posed:
Jessica seems to have turned quite still once she's had a fill of whiskey, putting the bottle down, and then sitting still while staring emptily at the half empty bottle. For a moment, it almost seems like she's not even in the room at all, the way she quieted down and stopped moving. Her eyes are open wide, and her pupils are jittery, so it's debateable if she's even aware of where she truly is at the moment.

"...we should..." she eventually murmurs, though Jessica still doesn't look like she's about to leave her bar stool.

Carol Danvers has posed:
Which is about when Carol realizes she doesn't know the other person's name.. did it start with a J.. Janet? Jennifer... this is truly a sad ackward moment.

"Look. It will be okay. Your alive. I'm alive. It will be okay." which is what the shrinks back at SHIELD keep telling her right and well also what she really hopes is true. Also this reaction is very familiar to her, she has had enough of those shrinks explain it to her. She keeps her hand on Jess's shoulder grounding her and then asks her "Can you name five Brown things in the room?" yeah fast and dirty grounding tricks for PTSD or dissociating. Trying to get her back to the her fully to the here and now.

Jessica Jones has posed:
"Alive," Jessica repeats the word, yet her tone of voice somehow suggests the exact opposite. She seems quite listless, as she sits there staring in a haze. Though the question about brown things throws her off, as she turns to look at Carol in confusion, "brown...? Err..the counter," Jessica notes, "picture frames," she looks around, slowly starting to snap out of her dazed state as she looks for other brown things. "Jerry's pants," and before long she realizes what she's actually doing and stops. "This is stupid, I'm not naming anything brown. I'm ok, ok?"

Carol Danvers has posed:
There is the slightest quirk of a grin at the corner of Carol's mouth as Jessica does it and then it works and she ends up disgruntled about it. She does take the moment to pluck the bottle back and refill her own glass.

"So yes I didn't die in San Francisco. A Kree espionage detachment that I think was spying on me scooped me out and took me back to there drek Empire." which is when Carol runs her temples lightly. "No brainwashing this time just experiments trying to recreate or restart my powers... boy did they do more than that thuogh." she doesn't intend to drift to deep there right now though, that is kind of a sensitive issue.

"But.. TLDR my memory is kind of swiss cheesy unless I can find that terrorist teen mutant and see if she just nuked them or maybe stole them... man if she can just nullify all of it forever with a touch she is very dangerous."

Jessica Jones has posed:
"I need you to come to my office," Jessica notes after a long moment of silence, "we'll figure out how to find her. We'll make everything alright," she then reaches for a pocket of her leather jacket, and takes out a business card which she hands Carol. Lucky, now Carol has Jessica's name without having to ask. "I guess you don't remember where it is anymore, so there, it's called Alias Investigations, it's not far from here..."

It sounds so familiar what Carol is dealing with, because in a way, one could consider it as Carol being stolen out of Carol. In a sense, it's very akin to what Jessica had to suffer, when Kilgrave made her not be Jessica. She's more than ready to find that terrorist mutant and make her pay.

Because someone needs to pay, and she wouldn't dare hunt down Kilgrave himself.

Carol Danvers has posed:
There are definite parralels for certain between their situations. I mean Carol also has had experience with brainwashing, it is why her and Jones got on so well back before the bridge incident.

She looks it over. "It sounds right.. I mean the name and the ... yeah it sounds spot on familar." she laments "But ... honestly it is like standing outside of something and looking in as an observer." which should be very familiar. "I am glad I am home though, I still remember enough to know where to go when breaking out of a Kree science outpost."

Then she blinks "Do you really think you can find the kid or the Brotherhood.. I've been batting out at SHIELD. Lots of sightings nd tips on the tipline that was setup after evryone thoght I died. Then .. like a month ago up in Canada our last lead dried up in Alberta. Like she fell off the fucking face of the earth."