💥 OPEN; "I buried the unseemly urges"

[opheliac]

Who: jinx + YOU
Where: outside of pessiria forest for prompt 1, in aldrip for prompt 2.
What: meanwhile while the event has been going on, jinx was in rumpitur this entire time so she... missed everything. but now she is back in town and trying to do an errand but... there are some difficulties.
Warnings: mention of drugs, spoilers of arcane, and aggression side-effect.

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All thieves & lovers are faithful admirers of sin. By that design, I'm a player of your violin.

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A. ❝ I cast on your heartstrings a spell. ❞ (cw: mention of drugs + spoilers of arcane)

( when she makes it out of the PESSIRIA FOREST, her knees buckle and she sinks down into the grass; dead weight. her long pool of her azure locks shields her from the sunlight above her as her forehead plops against the earth. her calves are burning and her feet ache of pins and needles from the non-stop sprinting between here and RUMPITUR. jinx didn't think about stopping the entire way through, because it's a way for her to really see just what this new shimmer body of hers is really made of. they say it takes a full day to travel from one village to the next, but the teen enjoys a challenge and with her inhuman speed, she believed she could half that -- maybe less. and well, it didn't take her the whole day. but who truly knows when she doesn't have a sense of time at all with no watch or clock on her person.

swallowing up air to fill her lungs, jinx tosses herself back to lie on the grass -- holding onto a brown sack of goods. during her time in RUMPITUR, she got talked into doing an errand for a local who stated if she completed this delivery to ALDRIP for him, he will pay her handsomely. jinx was never the one who cared for money, but what got her interested was the scrap he was prepared to give up. and to her, that's worth way more than anything. the poor girl hadn't built a thing since she got here, and she's becoming rather restless about it. tinkering is one of the many things that can calm her thinking (besides causing destruction). and if she is going to make new sunglasses for scott, she's going to need materials. )

( but now that she's out of the woods, maybe she should take this time to freshen up somewhere. jinx's been living rather... poorly to say the least. her hair no longer in those twin braids but now wild and free with knots, twigs, and leaves. her attire is completely different too; a complete contrast of what she came here when she arrived. and not to mention, she's been starving all month and jinx can't seem to figure out why that is. she's been eating the same amount as everyone else in the world, but... it never seems enough for her. nothing is filling and it makes no sense to her. could it be the shimmer's doing? no. no that can't be it. there are no side-effects with the serum... that she's aware of. it's not like she stopped and had a lovely chat with singed after the surgery. but maybe her constant hunger isn't anything worth concerning and hey, as long as there's food in her belly, it's whatever! )

( she should get a move on, she reminds herself but instead, jinx continues to lie peacefully as the sun kisses against her pale complexion; eyes shut. it's not every day that a zaunite had such luxury to feel the green grass tickling one's skin and get any rays of sunshine. the air is still something she is getting use to, sometimes finding herself breathing a bit too hard than she should. )

'It's nice getting above it all, huh?'

( her sister in a much younger age rings in her ears, in which she can't help but to scuff up a tiny chuckle. )

Yeah...

B. ❝ & all you must do now is swear... ❞ (cw: minor side-effect of drug including: aggression)

( she is getting side-track, jinx is very much aware of this. but her hunger is really getting the best of her and she can't seem to focus on anything with her stomach screeching. and this is the second fruit she stole and scoffed down -- and yet... it's still not fucking enough. the frustration is boiling, and with the sack over her shoulder, the teen stomps through the town while purposely bumping shoulders with whoever is in her path. the thought of wanting to shoot the first person she sees for no good reason is lingering more than it should, and she very well might do it if she doesn't get a damn meal in her in the next ten minutes. the teen throws a death threatening glare at every person she sees, gritting her teeth at the sight of locals looking rather content with themselves. how dare they look so fucking jolly and fine when she's here practically starving to death?!

unable to keep her temper at a minimum, jinx turns on her heel behind a building -- throwing the sack of goods as far as she can (thank goodness it didn't bust). the teen yells out her tantrum as she kicks and punches the establishment nearest to her. what the hell is wrong with her? this shouldn't be such a big deal, but somehow it is. and all she can think about now is to tear the entire world apart because what else is she suppose to do with this feeling? how else is she suppose to get rid of it besides being violent right now? then before jinx realizes it, a pink tear drips down her cheek with her nose stuffing up that she needs to sniffle through to breathe. why is she being like this? feeling suddenly defeated, the girl presses her forehead against the structure with her eyes closed.... with her stomach still growling. )

C. ❝ That you'll fall right into my arms. ❞ ( WILD CARD )

these two prompts aren't doing it for you but you want to do something with jinx? this is the place to do it. feel free to PM me, hit me up @ discord (bunchew), or @ plurk buttlet

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comes back in here 13 days late

[grappler]

[... ah. there's a moment where Vi violently remembers that encounter, and goosebumps form on her arms as her heart stutters in her chest. no... they were actually getting somewhere.

she takes a step in between Jinx and Caitlyn, holding her hands up in an attempt to calm her sister.]

Let's not. Maybe we should all just take a breather.

[the attempt is being made.]

No one needs to be on the ground, or tied up.

[bulleting]

[The reminder of the torture they faced before coming here doesn't sit well with Caitlyn either, but Jinx seems to love bringing it back up. She crosses her arms, inadvertently making herself smaller as Vi steps between them to speak.]

Given the state of her, she's probably been out in the woods. She may be dehydrated. You might want to take her to a healer, Vi.

[Not that her current behavior isn't exactly how she always has acted, but Caitlyn's mostly saying this for Vi's sake. She's most certainly not going to acknowledge any of the insanity coming from Jinx's mouth right now. There's no point. Whatever she says and does it just going to set Jinx off even more.]

[opheliac]

D'aww, how adorable of you to care for me. Just like an Enforcer, doing the greater good for all of us.

( the sarcasm is so thick that maybe not even a knife can cut through it. a sword might be a more suitable tool to rip that tension apart. and when jinx speaks up again, her tone dips slow and she articulates her words so very carefully. )

Never letting a single person grow hungry or makin' us fight to survive.

( jinx's grin twists so spiteful, but still getting such a kick out of this whole interaction. )

— How does it feel... wearing a uniform knowin' people had died on the streets 'cuz you people believe we Zaunites weren't up to your standards? Just how do you look at yourself in the mirror every day? ... Prreettty screw up of ya, I say.

( the teen snorts as she readjusts the sack over her shoulder then examines her nails with her free hand. )

Heh, and people say I'm terrible. Yyyessh, I'm nothin' compared to you.

[grappler]

Enough.

[Vi steps closer to Jinx, holding out her hand. it was so conflicting, being around the two of them... knowing that both of them kind of wanted her to choose.

but she couldn't. she wouldn't.]

Here. Let's get you to a healer... okay? I don't want you to get more sick.

[bulleting]

[Jinx's insults are nothing unexpected. It's there's one good thing about Jinx, is that she's consistent with her rants. All the same, her jaw tightens as she lets the girl say her peace, not bothering to interject. It never does any good. Arguing helps nothing.

She hates putting Vi in this position. She doesn't mean to. While she will never be a fan of Jinx, for Vi's sake, she's trying to keep the peace.

It's not working so well, though.

She sighs, shaking her head slightly before touching Vi's arm to get her attention.]

Take care of your sister. I'll see you later, okay? [Because it seems like the best option is just leave and let Vi handle it. At least, that way, Jinx can be seen to without more conflict.]