moon song.

stepping into the bar, kai easily noticed an odd tension in the air. music still pumped through the old jukebox, but all eyes were on the movement near the bar counter. the authority in his sister’s tone as she stomped off to a customer was enough to worry kai, quickly approaching her. lifting her petite body, he sprung her around, placing her behind him before returning to the man. “— apologize,” was all kai said, shaking his head in disappointment when the man scoffed but lost it when he threw a vulgar comment at his sister’s way. “time to take out the trash, i guess,” kai’s fingers curled around the man’s shirt, dragging him outside before tossing him onto the metal trash cans. looking at his sister, however, his expression softened. “you’re okay?”

jaina was about ready to throw another punch before realizing it was her brother who lifted her off the ground now. there was no doubt in her mind the guy wasn’t going to apologize so she didn’t as much as flinch while she watched kai take him outside and return without him. “i had that, by the way.” if people kept seeing kai take care of things for jaina, no one would take her seriously--- but she loved him too much to tell him that. after years and years of help she couldn’t just tell him to stop. 

It was one of those weeks. Her daughters were staying with their father and Nora found herself spending most of her time alone. Sure, she could always call a friend or even start a new hobby - a big city like Chicago had plenty of activities she could try - but none of it really appealed to her after a long day of work. Lost in her thoughts as she looked around the bar with some interest, Nora only returned to reality when she heard the bartender raising her voice. “Hey, what’s going on here?” she questioned, eyeing the man with clear disdain. “I think it’s time for you to leave.” 

Jaina stood almost proudly behind the official looking woman--- no stranger to those types stepping in to help her in Chicago. “I gave D-bag here a good time once and he thinks he’s entitled.” She glared at the man, hands on her hips. His eyes shifted between the two women before finally getting up to leave. “I think I should start carrying a badge or tell people I’m a doctor or whatever--- those are the only ones who get these guys to shut the hell up.”

“— you don’t have to worry about that, I am not a gossippy kind of person – in fact, I don’t even talk all that much, in general,” well, unless the situation calls for it, that is. She’s been known to be able to bite her tongue in the most dangerous situations, but some people were bringing out the worst of her, and God only knows what would’ve happened if she ended up doing something, instead trying to talk it out first.

“This ‘pretty lady’ also has a shiny badge that she…” she trailed off, patting the place she’d usually have it pinned down, “… left at home, apparently.” Misha added, shrugging it off, because it didn’t really matter, now, did it? “I am surprised no one else moved and helped you out with that arsehole – I saw plenty of familiar faces the moment I stepped in,” she commented. “Lazy twats, let me tell ya’.”

“thanks.” jaina nodded in relief--- she wanted to prove she could take care of herself too, her boss was already skeptical of how often people got in fights at the bar. “you sure you don’t want anything though? our chili fries might look like they’ll make you sick but they got the highest rating on the block when the critic came by.” jaina teased.

benjamin’s chuckled, closing his eyes as he attempted to rest for a moment, but jaina’s voice kept interrupting the action, he sighed. “— someone in your neighborhood will wake up to a surprise in their front yard then.” slowly, he cracked open an eye to peek out at her, an impish grin spreading across his lips. “it’s five o’clock somewhere?” he attempted a joke.

“great. can’t wait to explain that one.” she sighed, moving her laptop onto her desk from the edge of her bed and stopping the music that as playing. “that hasn’t work on me for months.” jaina told him with a raised brow. “i can get you coffee-- we can at least attempt to sober your ass up before you go drinking again.”

She had to lift her head up just to look at the man who was basically towering over both of them; still, she liked to think she had a bit of an advantage when it was coming to making some damage to his body. After all, these years she spent on training in her parents’ military base didn’t go to waste – she was able to take down just about anybody if she tried hard enough. 

“Wasn’t quite loud enough for me to think it was an acceptable apology, but I did have a good day, so I’ll let you get the fuck out without causing you any harm,” Misha commented, her signature right eyebrow lift made an appearance, “— no need.” After the woman turned to the barmaid, she kindly declined her offer. “Do tell, do those kinds of things happen often ‘round ‘ere? I might want to start visiting this place more often, to unwind.”

Jaina took a few self defense classes here and there, and Kai taught her a couple moves being the over protective brother he is--- but Jaina still hadn’t managed the strength to take on someone bigger than her who was really trying to hurt her. Maybe she’d consider going to the gym now..

as soon as jay saw the exchange he was up and across the floor with his beer long forgotten. he had been watching the culprit all night but had made no move to step in, he didn’t want to overstep his mark with the establishment staff, but now he had gone too far and jay had thrown his previous stance out of the window. “think about your next words very carefully,” he warned, stepping in between the shorter female and her target. “before i break your arm and make it look like an accident.” instead of heeding jay’s words as a warning, they were taken as challenge and the older male approached. before he could even reach out to the detective, jay had already closed the distance and shoved him towards the door. “next time i will let her get you.”

It wasn’t often that Misha could be found at a bar, much less one with people who didn’t know how to keep their mouths shut. She saw a rather tiny figure inching closer and closer to the highly intoxicated man and moved her head to the side, squinting, just to be able to take a better look at the situation before it gets too heated.

The agent quickly downed the rest of her drink and pushed herself off the stool; her eyes still trained on the person who’s causing the scene. “— no, no,” she interruped, gently placing her hand on the woman’s shoulder. “Let me take care of this.” Adding, she didn’t even wait a second before getting her approval and shoved the guy. Technically, she couldn’t do anything else, but there was no way she’s going to let him interrupt everyone’s else night out. “It’s your lucky day, mate — you’ll get to choose your own destiny,” she spoke up, “You can either apologize to the lady, or you will collect your teeth off the floor after I beat the shit out of you for disrespecting her…”

Jaina crossed her arms as she stood behind the other woman, she was no stranger to other people intervening for her own safety. Jaina was tiny and she’d gotten hit trying to stop fights before so most people wanted to keep her safe and not send her to the hospital for stitches again. 

there’s some info & wanted connections under the cut but like this and i’ll hit you up for all the plots xx

Is that ZOEY DEUTCH? No, it’s just Chicago’s own JAINA BRASHER. Their identification will tell you that she is TWENTY-ONE and that she is a BARTENDER. She is known for being ATTENTIVE and CARING but catch them on a bad day and she is STUBBORN and IMPATIENT. (meg/18/pst)