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Upon the physical contact, Jinx visibly stiffined, though she tried to keep it off her face. It had felt like several eternities since she had last had contact with another being that didnāt end in pain in some way. Be it her pain or the pain of the other party. When she was pulled close, her breathing hitched. She pushed away. Spear Lady smelled humanā¦ smelled like meatā¦ like food. A hand went to her forehead and her eyes squeezed shut. This was one of her best friends. This was not food. She shoved the urge away, stamping it down as she reeled from the smell like it had been a physical blow.
The Void touched girl gave a strained smile to the former specter,Ā āHā¦ Hey. Sorry, Iā¦ I thought it was the only way.ā Her voice reverberated with the dark energy she had been soaking in for months, and her awkward laugh held a much darker edge than it should have. She hoped Spear Lady, with her experience of having been under the influence of the Shadow Isles would be able to overlook the unusualness,Ā āBesides, Iām fine. I didnāt get eaten but onceā¦ twice, maybe, depending on how ya count it, but the point is, Iām alive. Iāll be fineā¦ā She felt the tentacles move against her back, and her voice faltered,Ā āJustā¦ fine.ā
It would take much more than that to fool Kalista, but she knew better than to press the issue. Even now she was probably too close, more so than anything had safely been in months. The Spear didnāt care though. This was her friend. Her closest friend, someone she would always trust and aid. No matter what happened now, she wasnāt leaving the abused girl without support. To make things a bit easier though, she set Jinx on her own feet, taking a step back but keeping her hands upon the girlās shoulders as she looked over her new appearance.
āYou saved us all. And not just the Bastion, but perhaps all of Runeterra. We erected a monument in your honor, Jinx. A monument to the girl who overcame her demons and dragged them along with her to hell in the defense of innocents. You are a hero, like it or not.ā She smiled softly as a few stray tears ran down her cheeks. It was difficult, but years or practice helped her quickly regain some composure in the face of a growing crowd.
āShall we move inside? I cannot imagine being in the sun is very comfortable after so long in the dark.ā
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Jinx looked at the building with a bit of dread,Ā āIn there?ā How she longed to be back in those halls, back in her lab. Back in her home. But... could she do it? Even from here, she could catch the smell wafting from the doors. Sweat and blood from the training grounds, grease and fire from the workshops, and so much magic. The Voidborn had inadvertently taught her things as she watched them. The older, wiser ones were masters of their hunger, even as they worked to feed it, but the young ones... The ones that had not been for long, leaped headlong at anything they deemed prey, it was what drove beings like KogāMaw to devour entire villages without thought of consequence or who might want vengeance.
Jinx could feel the Other in her head. But a pup in its development, though Jinx had learned quickly how to reel it in, it was still free in its thoughts. It still HUNGERED. It was always hungry. She shook her head. It was true, the light was like a spotlight that had been pressed to her retinas. Besides, Spear Lady would stop her if something happened. She looked back at her friend,Ā āYeah... Itād be nice to get in a nice dark room... though... not too dark. I think Iām gonna be sleepin with a light on from now on.ā She gave a half hearted chuckle.
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