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expiationlogs2025-05-20 02:33 pm
opheliac) wrote in expiationlogs2025-05-20 02:33 pm
Entry tags:
CLOSED; DINNER FOR SCHMUCKS
Who: ragna, jinx, & silco
Where: the last drop
What: family dinner that gets out of hand
Warnings: schizophrenia (from jinx) & violence (from silco)
[although her home is still being under construction, jinx is in high spirits considering tonight isn't going to be an ordinary night. for starters, dinner will be hosted in the last drop that had to be closed early for this special occasion. and while having dinner at a bar isn't exactly, well, ideal, it gives them an open access to their jukebox, and the enormous amount of alcohol beverages behind the counter. free of charge, of course.
second, it will be the first dinner she will be having with silco since... ah, well, she can't remember when. in a month? longer? her father had been a busy man, which is fairly normal, but the two had a thing since they've both been living in aldrip — a tradition to always have breakfast and dinner together. it got broken somewhere down the line, and while jinx kept her fuss to herself... it ached her. sure, she had learned to be more independent when she went back to runeterra, and she still believes her loved ones would be happier without her, but... a casual visitation or two couldn't hurt, right? so why all the mishaps? it's something she wants to bring up, but... she's not exactly sure how. especially when he's been unusually hostile lately.
thirdly, this will be the first dinner that ragna will be a part in. jinx had viewed him as her big brother months prior, but during her absence, it seemed somehow silco and ragna had bonded enough that the reaper became more than just a bodyguard to the family. and oh, what she would give to be that fly on that wall to hear and witnessed how that came about. but she can imagine her own pipe dream of it — the two men sitting side by side and just deciding they will stick together to honor her, or as a surprise gift when she came back. still, it's one of the many little things that brought her joy out of her very unfortunate life, and it's something she wants to hold so tightly to herself, even if it ends in suffocation.]
[it took a while for jinx to get dinner started, the whispers of the dead argued with her and themselves over what music to play on the jukebox as she cycled through the records. the song they settled and agreed with wasn't exactly... cheerful, and the bluenette knew it was the voices just trying to make her feel insecure about tonight and possibly more. but she focused on the melody and instruments more than the lyrics itself, and with it being so early in the dinner preparation, she wouldn't had to fret about silco or ragna barging in anytime soon to hear this depressing music. and while she feels they both would understand that this was her voices' doing, not her if asked.... it still would be an awkward answer, let alone still an uncomfortable subject for her. so off the girl goes, disappearing in the kitchen to start cooking, while also peeking over to the wall clock now and then to make sure things are getting done in a timely fashion.
she got distracted throughout the planning, like there was a crow perching and banging its beak against the window nearby, or she could have sworn she heard a snake hissing near her boots, except seeing nothing when she investigated. still even with those interferences and the song halting into a lull, jinx completed dinner in time with thirty minutes left to spare. she gnawed on her lower lip after setting the table, leaning against the bar counter as she did a quiet lookover at the entire pub. an idea sprung front and center in her mind, and the teenager raced upstairs to her father's office. she was only gone for a few minutes until she rushed back down to the lobby, skipping every other stair, then avoiding the last one step completely with a record in her hands.]
[quickly, she inserted it in the slot, and the music box busied itself with gripping onto the disc and settled it accordingly. when the needle aligned, a song started, and a soft smile spread along her face. jinx turned away and danced along with the tune — fantasizing the bar being filled with familiar faces and voices. silco doesn't like this song, she was aware, but... maybe she can sneak in one listen before her boys get there. what's the harm?]
Where: the last drop
What: family dinner that gets out of hand
Warnings: schizophrenia (from jinx) & violence (from silco)
[although her home is still being under construction, jinx is in high spirits considering tonight isn't going to be an ordinary night. for starters, dinner will be hosted in the last drop that had to be closed early for this special occasion. and while having dinner at a bar isn't exactly, well, ideal, it gives them an open access to their jukebox, and the enormous amount of alcohol beverages behind the counter. free of charge, of course.
second, it will be the first dinner she will be having with silco since... ah, well, she can't remember when. in a month? longer? her father had been a busy man, which is fairly normal, but the two had a thing since they've both been living in aldrip — a tradition to always have breakfast and dinner together. it got broken somewhere down the line, and while jinx kept her fuss to herself... it ached her. sure, she had learned to be more independent when she went back to runeterra, and she still believes her loved ones would be happier without her, but... a casual visitation or two couldn't hurt, right? so why all the mishaps? it's something she wants to bring up, but... she's not exactly sure how. especially when he's been unusually hostile lately.
thirdly, this will be the first dinner that ragna will be a part in. jinx had viewed him as her big brother months prior, but during her absence, it seemed somehow silco and ragna had bonded enough that the reaper became more than just a bodyguard to the family. and oh, what she would give to be that fly on that wall to hear and witnessed how that came about. but she can imagine her own pipe dream of it — the two men sitting side by side and just deciding they will stick together to honor her, or as a surprise gift when she came back. still, it's one of the many little things that brought her joy out of her very unfortunate life, and it's something she wants to hold so tightly to herself, even if it ends in suffocation.]
[it took a while for jinx to get dinner started, the whispers of the dead argued with her and themselves over what music to play on the jukebox as she cycled through the records. the song they settled and agreed with wasn't exactly... cheerful, and the bluenette knew it was the voices just trying to make her feel insecure about tonight and possibly more. but she focused on the melody and instruments more than the lyrics itself, and with it being so early in the dinner preparation, she wouldn't had to fret about silco or ragna barging in anytime soon to hear this depressing music. and while she feels they both would understand that this was her voices' doing, not her if asked.... it still would be an awkward answer, let alone still an uncomfortable subject for her. so off the girl goes, disappearing in the kitchen to start cooking, while also peeking over to the wall clock now and then to make sure things are getting done in a timely fashion.
she got distracted throughout the planning, like there was a crow perching and banging its beak against the window nearby, or she could have sworn she heard a snake hissing near her boots, except seeing nothing when she investigated. still even with those interferences and the song halting into a lull, jinx completed dinner in time with thirty minutes left to spare. she gnawed on her lower lip after setting the table, leaning against the bar counter as she did a quiet lookover at the entire pub. an idea sprung front and center in her mind, and the teenager raced upstairs to her father's office. she was only gone for a few minutes until she rushed back down to the lobby, skipping every other stair, then avoiding the last one step completely with a record in her hands.]
[quickly, she inserted it in the slot, and the music box busied itself with gripping onto the disc and settled it accordingly. when the needle aligned, a song started, and a soft smile spread along her face. jinx turned away and danced along with the tune — fantasizing the bar being filled with familiar faces and voices. silco doesn't like this song, she was aware, but... maybe she can sneak in one listen before her boys get there. what's the harm?]
