<br/><br/><div class="floatleft">(http://styleblazer.com/wp-content/uploads/2012/08/tika-31-650x555.jpg)</div><hr/><strong>Name:</strong>Misty Knight<br/><strong>Time/Date:</strong>Evening<br/><strong>Location:</strong>-> Jessica's apartment / Alias Investigations' office, 485 W 46th Street --->>> LUKE’S<br/><strong>Wearing:</strong><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Spoiler: Click to Show/Hide</div><div class="spoiler_body">(https://s-media-cache-ak0.pinimg.com/564x/70/18/c0/7018c042e9e1680b1405c1df02ecf821.jpg)</div></div><strong>Tagging:</strong>Jessica Jones, Luke Cage<strong>Mentioned:</strong><br/><strong>Warning:</strong><br/><hr/><br/><br/>She took one more swig for the road. " Hell if I know." MS13 had to be  some new gang  that just moved in to take territory. There were so many gangs now that she could barely keep up with them. Times sure did change. Besides, she had to get Jones out that chair. The evening was still young and they had some work to do and some serious shit to fuck up.<br/><br/>Rising to her feet, black heels clicking on the floor as she headed out with her sullen friend, Misty began to reminisce about the days of old when a pimp was just a pimp and not some guy with a freaky athletic ability. She remembered her first reaction to Jessica’s ‘ability’. Thought the girl was on some stuff and wanted to have her admitted.  Now she was practically like her, give or take a few.<br/><br/>“You know what?” She said as they headed to the elevator. “ I think I know who can help us…”<br/><br/>TWENTY MINUTES LATER at LUKE’S<br/><br/>Misty walked through the door of Luke’s bar. She looked around at the new renovations since it had been a while. “Is that reinforced steel bars??” She noted over to Jessica who didn’t seem to be to be to happy about being here. However Luke had the best wings on this side of town and it wasn’t like she had tricked Jones into coming. This was bound to happen.<br/><br/>“Hey Roy!” She shouted and waved taking a seat at the bar. “Where’s Luke?” She inquired. The bartender pointed over to a table. Luke looked like he was playing counselor to some unknown. Just like him to always be the supporting owner of a bar that had just blown up not to long ago.<br/>“Hmmm...I see. I’ll take a bud light, lime.” She said with a smile as Roy nodded. Looking over to Jessica she arched an eyebrow inquisitively. “ What you getting?”<br/><br/>