Jemma Simmons

[badgirlshenanigans]

Biologist / Town Councilor
Servant of Greene
General fail at socializing
Jemma Simmons lives with Lyoshka Aethra and Greene the Wonder Bunnicula in the MASSIVE SHIELD house.

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[recruited_hacktivist]

It's time to come home, Jemma.

[She wants the other woman close.]

[badgirlshenanigans]

DaisyDaisyDaisy! Guess where I am! The BROTHEL. Can you imagine! Me? A brothel?

[Obtuse answer is obtuse.]

[recruited_hacktivist]

​And I want you home. Not in the brothel where you don't need to be, Jemma. Why would you even go there?​

[badgirlshenanigans]

I don't NEED to be here, but there are people!

This drink is REALLY GOOD.

I made a friend! He's a bartender. He made this REALLY GOOD DRINK.

[recruited_hacktivist]

He best be glad I don't quake his ass into the ground.

[This is not a happy inhuman. She doesn't mind Jemma being social or making friends but not in the brothel. With someone she doesn't even know.]

[badgirlshenanigans]

Don't do that, Daisy? He's NEW! He wanted to thank me for helping him.

He's a good bartender. You'd like him.

[And in the realm of best-worst ideas ever.]

I know; you should come here!

[recruited_hacktivist]

No, actually, I wouldn't like him and we both know it. As for me coming there? Not in a million years, Jemma. I want nothing to do with that place or him around you.

[badgirlshenanigans]

You WOULD. I SWEAR. And everyone here's NICE. They're making a living and he's making a living, and this drink is REALLY GOOD.

[And in another fail at tempting Daisy.]

I have pizza.

[And in a moment of slight clarity.]

WAIT! Do you think I'm here to help everyone else make a LIVING?

[If only Daisy could see how red Jemma is at that idea.]

[recruited_hacktivist]

You only go into a brothel if you're there to have sex with the clients, Jemma. Not to chat up the employees.

[It's also not really why she's pissed. Well, she's semi upset over that.]

So you need to come home.

[badgirlshenanigans]

But it's where Jack WORKS.

He should work at the ice cream place. Ice cream sounds good. Maybe you'd like him better if there's ice cream.

And I'm NOT chatting him up. I'm DRINKING.

[There's going to be a pause. One can almost hear the petulance.]

Will you still be up when I get home?

[recruited_hacktivist]

I don't care where Jack works. And, no, I wouldn't like him better if there was ice cream.

And you drinking is why I'm not happy.

[She shakes her head and bites her inner jaw till she tastes blood.]

I'll be up when you get home. I wouldn't be able to sleep with someone I care about and love out isn't here.

[badgirlshenanigans]

But -- everything is better with ice cream.

And it's a REALLY GOOD DRINK.

I've told you that already.

[Don't hurt yourself, Daisy, Jemma will feel awful, like she'll feel the next morning.]

It's safe out here, you know.

[Because, obviously, that's what Daisy is worried about.]