Text -|- un: nunya

[assholic]

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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text, un: flashgordon

[godwins]

You're a P.I.?

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[assholic]

Used to be. Not really sure what the hell I am here. Hence the job search.

[godwins]

Yeah, I know the feeling

Were you any good at it?

[assholic]

Kept a roof over my head and paid my bills. Didn't wind up dead. I'd say that's good enough.

[godwins]

I've seen all the Bogart movies. It tracks.

[assholic]

Bogart? Jesus. That's a bit before my time.

[godwins]

I've been getting that a lot.

Anyway, I might have a job. I had someone else working on it, but she went back in the tubes.

[assholic]

Can't hurt to hear it.

[Of course, hearing it confirmed that people occasionally went back 'in the tubes' was mildly disconcerting, but she was going to let that slide for now.]

[godwins]

It's nothing big.

[ In fact, he kind of regrets the job in the first place. But it's not an all-the-way regret. ]

There's someone out there. I want to make sure they're not a danger.

[assholic]

[That sounded somewhat up her alley. She tracked people. She got information. This might be something she was capable of.]

To who?

[godwins]

People who don't deserve to be in danger.

I can take care of myself, if you were wondering.

[ Although that might not be the right thing to say here, since the person he is talking about is his Other Self. ]

[assholic]

Right. Well, you wanna tell me over this, or would you prefer to meet in person?

[godwins]

It'll be easier to explain in person.
Besides, I hate this telegram typing.

One other thing, though. This other person has powers. You should know that, going in.

[assholic]

Who doesn't? You wanna do this now? I'm at a pub.

[godwins]

[ Lots of people, Jessica, okay?! ]

Sure. I got time, and I could use the drink.

[assholic]

[That is just a flat out lie, Bucky. Gosh.]

I'll be here for a bit.

[She sent the name of the pub, then ordered herself another beer. Only thing left to do now was wait.]

action!

[godwins]

[ And true to his word, Bucky shows up, looking like he's too young to be there. They don't card on El Nysa, though, so it doesn't matter that he didn't stick around on Earth long enough to see 21.

He orders a beer before he searches the place for Jessica. He has no idea what she looks like— or that she's even a she, but refugees are usually easy enough to pick out a from a crowd. ]

[assholic]

[Even she was figuring that one out, and it was the searching gaze that didn't seem to land on anyone that gave him away. She lifted her hand from where she'd settled in at a far booth, waving him over.]

[godwins]

[ Well, it was a good thing he wasn't trying to be undercover. He follows the lead, and sits down at the booth across from Jessica, putting his own drink down first and then sitting directly behind it.

What would Bogey say? Something about a nice girl like you in a place like this, probably. He doesn't say that. ]

I'm Flash Gordon.

[ That is his username on the network. ]

[assholic]

[That got him a flat look, and she leaned back in the booth and folded her arms over her chest.]

Right. The real one or the porn parody one? Because both are bullshit, but I'd like to know what flavor of bullshit I should expect.

[godwins]

It's a joke. [ He didn't know there was a porn parody, but he's picturing something like a Tijuana bible now, thanks. ]

From the Alex Raymond strip. The one in the papers?

[assholic]

... Nope. You lost me. But, let's pretend this part of the conversation never happened and you fill me in on what the deal is and what you expect me to do.

I'm Jessica Jones, by the way.

[godwins]

Alright. My name is James Buchanan Barnes. Bucky to my friends, and to everyone else.

[ He hesitates, a moment, but takes a sip of his drink to cover it up. ]

The person I'm lookin' into— is also James Buchanan Barnes.

[assholic]

Well, that's a little bit too much of a coincidence for me to brush off. Not to mention, I've already met the other Bucky. So what is it, you guys related? Bucky Jr.?

[godwins]

I am James Barnes Jr., but not because of him.

[ A bit of a glare. His father isn't a sore subject, exactly, but it isn't what he wants to talk about right now. ]

The other guy. What was he like?