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Looking for work. Previous Experience: phone operator, temporary office assistant, fast food worker, college bartender, sandwich board holder, private investigator, professional asshole. Skills: owns own camera, capable of tolerating other assholes, not too up my own ass to do dirty work. Special Skills: Specifics given upon request if I damn well feel like it. Contact with offers. Anything related to strip clubs will result in learning how quickly I can track you down and hurt you with my special skills.

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[Well, that's a...colourful request for work. Tarrlok isn't a business owner, so he can only suggest some of the places of work that he's become aware are hiring.]

It would probably help if you identified whether you are looking for work in Wyver or Olympia.

I'm in Wyver at the moment, but I'm leaving my options open to see what gets offered and where.

[Never mind that she didn't exactly want to move from where she was, but it didn't hurt to see what was out there, right? Right.]

I've been traveling between both Wyver and Olympia, and I haven't quite settled on where I want to stay.

[But he might as well offer a suggestion or two for where she might apply for work.]

I've heard of a group called Mythi's Fangs that might be suited to a private investigator.

Right. Sounds like an assassin group. I don't mind doing dirty work, but I'm not keen on becoming an accessory to murder. Or floggings. Or whatever weird shit happens here.

From what I've heard of them, their work tends to be more focused on information gathering.

Which city?

[It didn't hurt to check, anyway.]

Wyver.

[Given what she mentioned about a strip club in her request for work, he's a bit reluctant to mention it, but if she's looking for non-sketchy work...]

Depending on your special skills, there is also the dragon sanctuary available in Wyver. Just ignore any suggestions of stripping down to undergarments. There's a man there who's tried to trick a few refugees that way, but it's not an actual expectation of the sanctuary.

[That was more just because the idea of being offered a position as a sex worker would just land her in trouble when she broke someone's face. Preventative measures, Tarrlok.]

Dragon sanctuary... right. Because dragons are a thing. That are real. Much like man-eating sea snakes.

[This. This was her life. Why?]

[The idea of real dragons is far less weird to him than some of the other fauna around here.]

They're really quite something to see first hand. I recommend visiting there at least once just to see them.

My roommate works with them. I've been pretending he's just going to take care of alligators or big lizards that are not dragons.

[But pretending only got her so far. Goddammit. Dragons. Great.]

I might go take a look, if only so I can keep breaking down the delusions that are keeping me sane.

[Now, see, he's never heard of animals quite like what she's mentioned. Nothing that's just an alligator or a lizard, although that seems to be more common in other universes.]

Accepting that they aren't delusions is the first step.

[That got a short, bitter laugh she bit off.]

I'm not involved in anything that requires 'steps', buddy.

[Said the alcoholic.]

Duly noted. Since you mentioned having bartender experience, there are a number of bars in Wyver. The clientele seems a bit...lively, but if you have special skills that are good for hurting people who get out of hand, you might find some work there.

[He was sort of speaking her language, but college-Jessica and bitter, salty 34 year old Jessica were two different creatures. She'd been able to flirt, be funny and sarcastic, serve drinks and only throw a few in the faces of people who stepped over the line. Now? She'd probably drink half the stock, if not more, and tell people to get their own damn drinks. Don't tempt her to get black-listed from all the bars, Tarrlok.]

As part of the clientele, I don't think that'd be a good idea, but maybe I could look into bouncer work.

Ah, you don't want to mix business and pleasure. Fair enough.

[He's not going to push too much. Right now, he's just offering suggestions.]

There are a few legal fighting rings in Wyver, with Falmi's Ring being the oldest and best known. Perhaps that might be more to your liking.

I've seen some of them. Went in a couple last week. Let's just say for my roommate's peace of mind, I shouldn't do that anymore.

Well... not every day. Does make some good money, though. And they do like to judge a book by its cover.

Ah, I see. Best to stick to bouncer work if you're going to work at a bar or any other establishment, then.

[He'd suggest being a bouncer at a strip club if only because she could go backstage and keep any particularly determined creeps away from the dancers, but he'll leave the 'other establishments' open-ended.]

Oh? Are you on the smaller side then, miss?

[She wouldn't be against it. And anyone deciding that she'd be better taking her clothes off than keeping an eye on the girls that did, well, maybe it'd be her pleasure making them eat their suggestions. And their teeth.

The question had her smirking, one she hid behind her beer because yes, she was having this conversation in a pub as she waited to go home for dinner.]

Some might try to say that. I think the glare makes me look bigger.

You might as well use it to your advantage, then. Perhaps buy yourself a somewhat dainty outfit to wear into the ring just to capitalize on people's preconceptions.

[He's kind of amused, if only because he knows better than to judge someone based on appearances. There were plenty of people who would never believe that a politician like him who preferred to dress formally would be a capable combatant and counter-terrorism leader.]

Ugh. You sound like someone I know. No outfits. Dainty gets ripped in ways that I don't want to risk in a ring with some testosterone overloaded roid-junkie. Some of them like getting in the ring with a woman a little too much already. I enjoy making them regret it.

I hope I'll have the chance to watch one of your matches one day. Especially if you're up against someone underestimating you. I imagine you could make it quite an educational fight for your opponent. Provided he was conscious by the end of it.

They generally aren't.

[More smug smiles. But it wasn't like she hadn't had her ass handed to her a couple times either. She still had the sore ribs to prove it. Now, all she needed was for someone to actually teach her how to fight and not just... Jessica-smash, and maybe she'd be a force to be reckoned with.]

I'll put you on my ping list next time I feel like working off some steam.

I'll look forward to it, miss. Perhaps I can convince some people to bet against you and make us both a little extra money.

Jones. Jessica Jones. I'm not much of a 'miss'. But I like your thinking. I don't mind using someone's preconceived notions against themselves.

Noted, Jessica. I'm Tarrlok. Using people's preconceived notions against them is a useful strategy. And an educational one, for those clever enough to learn from their mistakes.

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