<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<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, Open<strong>Mentioned:</strong>Luke Cage<br/><strong>Warning:</strong>N/A<br/><hr/><br/>"What? I don't have time for that either!<br/><br/>Misty gave her ‘the look’. She didn’t know the full details of what happened between her and Luke, but the last time she saw the big guy he looked like he had more than enough. Her intuition told her it was something to do with his wife,now that was a good woman, a very good woman. A shame what happened, Luke didn’t deserve that. Nobody did. “Mmmhmm” Misty reached for the bottle of Jack. “ I hope you got another stash somewhere, this bottle won’t last the night.” She poured her cup and sat the bottle down. “The greatest painkiller on earth.” She mused before taking a sip. She looked a Jessica,the look on her face priceless. “Luke is a good man, not to get all in your business or anything, but I know you two will work it out.” She had a flair of confidence about her words. Like an old sage teaching a student.<br/><br/>At the mention of her arm she lowered her gaze, staring at the shiny metal artifice that was suppose to be the ultimate replacement for what she had left behind at the hospital that day. “Not really, looking to get an upgrade though.” Sure she had used her arm to toss around a few folks and scare some wannabe thugs, but she would save those serious ass whoopings for the real criminals, the ones that the public don’t see. “And No, I don’t use it for that.” She said quite casually. Though it was fun to try different things with it.<br/><br/>As for business it seemed like Jess had a plate full. She had much more going on than her, preferring to build up her contacts slowly until she got a good grip on things. Literally. These people out here nowadays were afraid to speak up. It was more common for people like her and Jones to get hired to do the dirty work.  Which also reminded her that she had a bit of news to share.<br/><br/>"Oh hey, what are those drug runners that you're after called anyways?"<br/><br/>“From what I could get out of the last guy I tossed around, they call themselves MS13.” The cocoa colored woman placed her empty glass down. “ From what I’ve researched their operations stay mobile, never sticking around long enough for me to come knocking at the door ,you know. Does this mean you want in Jones?” Misty had a very slick smile on her face. Sure it was hard getting Jessica to team up the first time, but anyone who knew Misty Knight, knew she didn’t take no for an answer. “Well….how bout it, you can’t honestly want to spend the rest of the night in that chair.” She said crossing her arms over her chest. “Maybe we could even stop by Luke’s…”Misty teased.<br/>