<div class="floatleft">(http://i.huffpost.com/gadgets/slideshows/503576/slide_503576_7027790_sq50.jpg)</div><strong>Character Name:</strong>Jessica Jones<br/><strong>Date/Time:</strong>(14:55 PM), Janaury 12th 2018<br/><strong>Location:</strong>The Asgaurdian Vessel, Heading Towards Earth/Midguard<br/><strong>Wearing:</strong>Black Leather Jacket, Purple Vest top, fingerless gloves, ripped acid wash jeans, leather boots.<br/><strong>Tagged:</strong>Dr Stephen Strange<br/><strong>Warnings:</strong>None<br/><br/><hr/><br/>Jessica walked towards Greenwich Village, this was not her part of town. Well, not usually, although cheating spouses could be found all over the city. The dark haired private eye walked with a attitude, she didn't give a shit what people thought of her, at least that was the image she was putting out. She was on a case, at least something interesting which had passed through Alias Investigations door last week. Her one and only colleague Malcom had convinced her (rather bullied her) into looking into this case. He of corse was out of town visiting his folks and she knew it was a ploy between him and her step sister Trish to keep her busy so she wouldn't "Drink As Much" with depression like Jessica's she always found a reason to drink. It was more a question of finding a reason to stay sober.  She stood outside the building known as the Sanctum Santorum, there were rumors about this place and the dude that owned it. A former respected surgen by the name of Stephen Strange, his name was on the lease these days.<br/><br/><br/>Jessica scoffed and rolled her eyes. "Rich asshole, what the hell am I doing here?" She said under her breath, she reached up with her right hand and banged on the door. She should know better then to follow up on Urban legends, but the thing was, the world was crazy. After what she went through last year with Luke, Danny and Matt she had seen "Things" weird Ninjas who came back from the dead and a man with a glowing fist. not to mention her own powers and Luke's powers, the world was a crazy place. Jessica was trying to be the hero Trish wanted her to be. She wanted to be something and to help people, because when she helped people it made her life suck a lot less. But she preferred working alone, she got her heart broken with Luke, seeing him move on with Claire was hard. It was hard because Claire was a decent woman and a good person, it wasn't her fault Cage was the only man Jessica had EVER let in. Danny Rand was still patrolling the streets as Iron Fist, which if it wasn't so fucking funny was actually kind of noble and they lost Matt. Matthew Murdock the Daredevil of hells kitchen, scarified in the fight with the Hand. She needed to drink to take the edge off, infact she was alittle buzzed right now. Maybe she should call Danny up? He was into all this magic shite and Jessica rubbed her temples and turned to walk away, what was she going to say to this Strange guy? This supposed Magical voodoo man who was a hero, reformed upper class entitled A hole who was following in the steps of Tony stark by using his privilege to what? Better the world?<br/><br/>Was any of this true? All the garbage she had been reading the last two days on the Internet, was there anything of value to any of it? Just as Jessica was about to leave and stagger to the nearest bar she could find she heard someone opening up the door. She grunted and turned inward to face whoever was around the other side.