justdyedit: (Masked in shadow)
Hey Cheeseburger,
I am so ready to be home now. This trip is just not the fun it was promised to be. That family friend I mentioned left me high and dry and now I've run into some God awful obnoxious American tourists. I'd ask you to come save me but I expect I'll be home before you can make it.

As always, take care.

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This trip has been just one awful thing after another. If it wasn't being jumped by a power skrull the first night she was here, it was waking up in a God knows what type of bug infested cell. Still, that wasn't the worst. Nor was Madame Hydra using the police as target practice, nor was being in a celebrity death match with yet another power skrull (how many of them were there in this city?).

No the worse was hiding in this dumpster while psychopathic (or sociopathic depending on who you were talking about) villains out on some twisted sort of work release program hunted for you. It was just not her day, week, month, hell might as well call it years if you went far enough back to when she was kidnapped by the skrulls in the first place.

Pulling out her PDA and turning it on Jessica sees she has 34 messages from Agent Brand. "She probably thinks I'm dead." She opens up a chat client and begins to type:
Jessica: [Sorry, boss, can't exactly talk right now. Thunderbolts are here, can you get them off my ass???
Agent Brand: [No.]
Jessica: [What do I do?]
Agent Brand: [Osborn doesn't know about S.W.O.R.D. Do not engage. Do not get captured.]
Jessica: [Too late for not engaging. I'm in a pickle. Advise.]
Agent Brand: [Run like hell.]
Jessica: [Wonderful.]
Agent Brand: [We have a lead on your skrull target. MOVE!]

"Oh fuck this, I'm going hunting," she thought as she peaked out to find Milliways instead of the dirty alley she was expecting.
justdyedit: (VB-Dark)
Hey Cheeseburger,
Still having a great time, wish you could be here! Love what they've done with the city and the locals are being really friendly, especially the police. Got hit on by a guy last night but he wasn't my type, too far from out of town if you know what I mean.

Anyway, gotta run. Say "Hi" to everyone for me. Miss you guys and I mean it about wishing you were here. I think we'd have a lot of fun painting this town.

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There was no conscious decision on her part in charging the car who's driver had killed Detective Chong as it speed away, it's just what heroes do right? It wasn't as if Detective Chong was particularly deserving of such theatrics. True he was going to give her to Norman Osborne but in his defense she was the only person near the body of that skrull and witnesses testified to her fighting the alien before the fall to its death. For that matter, Detective Chong was just doing his job so for all she knew he was worthy of chasing down his murderer.

"Skrulls," she thought as the car began to hover and bank to fly away. "Oh Hell no, you're not getting away that easy."

Jumping to the guardrail of the parking structure, she leaps to the next level above and the next beyond, firing venom blasts as the car flies away until they had reached the top level and the car stopped to hover, as if in invitation.

"Oh, I was wrong. That's not a skrull, that's S.H.E.I.L.D."

[Police, freeze!!]
[On the ground!]
[Cop Killer!]

"Well @#$%!" She turns to face the cops that tumble out of the elevator and slowly spreads her arms to show she had no weapons.

[On the GROUND!!]
[Do Not move!!]
[ON THE GROUND!!]

And then the flying car's window rolls down and automatic gun fire fills the humid night air. Diving for a parked car, Jessica covers her head and waits. Eventually silence fills the air again and so she peaks above the hood of the car and sees the emerald clad woman who's driving the car.

"@#$%! I was wrong. It's not S.H.E.I.L.D., it's HYDRA."

"Come give momma a hug..." Madame Hydra says by way of greeting and Jessica ducks back behind the car.

"Oh @#$%. Oh @#$%. As if chasing evil shape shifting aliens wasn't enough now I have to deal with the head of a world wide terrorist organization that thinks she's my mother," Jessica thinks as she digs into her pocket and pulls out the S.W.O.R.D. PDA, trying to open a connection with Agent Brand but with no luck.

"Get in Jessica," Madame Hydra calls out with a hint of impatience.

"No," Jessica calls out as she thinks desperately. This is so bad news.

"No?"

"My mother...my real mother, told me to never get in a car with a known terrorist holding a giant gun." Jessica opens another App on her PDA and begins to type quickly.
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Hey Cheeseburger, you will not believe who I just ran into! An old family friend and, let me tell you, you would be just green with envy. You should check your schedule and see if you can't take a day or two and come visit me.
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"Get in because more cops are coming. Get in before a big mess gets bigger," Madame Hydra continues as if unaware that Jessica was stalling. "Oh look, a police helicopter is on its way."

"So you'd better get going."

"They're going to blame you for all this mess. You know that. Get in. I have something very cool to show you."

"I'll take my chances." She hits send with a silent prayer, "Please Carol get this and understand."

"Sweetie, I'll mow them down. All of them. Every single one. You know I will."

"Stop it! Just..." Jessica replies as she hears the ping of the elevator and heavy boots on the stairs.

"Get in then."

As she jumps the ten feet to the open car door Jessica can't help but think, "Damn anarchists."

[OOC: Dialog from Spider-Woman: Agent of S.W.O.R.D. 02 & 03]

justdyedit: (Default)
Hey Cheeseburger,
Well I'm finally using this journal like you wanted me to, happy? London has been...well London has not been much fun. I've decided I'm going to go for a holiday, maybe see if I can patch things up with some old friend if you know what I mean. I'm hanging in there though. Take care.

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The flight from London to Madripoor was long and involved far too many stop overs for her comfort. Stepping from the plane into the sweltering heat of Hightown, Jessica pulled her hair back and looked around. "God I hate this place," she couldn't help thinking. "If the weather didn't try to kill you then the people did."

She could feel the eyes on her as she continued on her way, either they didn't care or were rank amateurs. "Or maybe it's just the white girl tourist catching the locals attention. Don't be so paranoid. Perfect paranoia is perfect awareness. Best to make sure."

She glances at her "watch" and sees nothing but green. "No aliens then. Okay time to see who follows..." she thinks as she steps into the airport bar.

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