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Jinx, the enchanting sorceress who's powerful hexes mean bad luck for her enemies. At first she's quiet, mysterious, most  of the time  speaking   in  mere  whispers.                                                                                         And she's back.

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"Fair enough," he said in reply to her request and he smiled as she called attention to his last name. "Yes, my family name in English is funny," he agreed before crossing his arms behind his back. She was very honest and very opinionated, but either of these traits seemed like a bad thing to him. She, after all, was a kid. Kids are suppose to be rambunctious. 

Daniel laughed at her statement almost surprised at her not knowing him and her hatred of kpop. “I used to be, but now I sing and rap and say to the hip hop realm, if that makes me any better,” he revealed with a wide smile. “How old are you, Miss Jinx?”

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The sorceress held herself back from scoffing and rolling her eyes. Jinx was never a fan of kpop, the forced smiles and the surgery, and the worst part; the rabid fans. Age? Her eyes shot up at him, it was never a question she liked to answer, mostly because she doesn't know when her birthday is. It's something she never cared enough about to investigate, the girl doesn't even know her birth name. She just knows every new year she's a year older. "Didn't anyone teach you that's something you never ask a woman? That and her weight."

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( HEY. HEY YOU GUYS. I'M SUCH A SHIT. I've been in a shit mood lately and I don't like rping while in shit mood, you know?    but I'm feeling a little  better and  I'm  diving  into my drafts right now!      I'm super duper sorry for being inactive, I'm trying real hard ;; sarang )

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" twenty-eight years old, still an outcast. she doesn’t interfere with business that is not her own, she keeps to herself, her mind a wicked paradise. "

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ridley & jinx; // THEN

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She was still fifteen, young and reckless with her powers. Ridley could only smirk at Jinx’s reply, a bit disappointed that she couldn’t witness the fiasco the other was causing in the background. She needed immense focus, her golden feline eyes sparkling brighter and brighter as she kept the guards and all the male patrons under her spell. 

Someday, she wouldn’t have to raise two hands to channel their minds. She’d be like her Aunt Sarafine who was the most powerful Dark caster. All she did was look into their eyes and say the magic word. 

It would have been so hardcore right now. Ridley could here the sound of bodies colliding in walls. Cracks forming in supposed to be sturdy foundations of the establishment. Damn, she thought to herself, her grin growing wider. 

                                     “Ten minutes, right? I’ll be back in six.”

"Have a little mercy and save some..for the children..for the senior citizens." Ridley hollered jokingly. She still wasn’t claimed after all and this just might be her ticket to completely turning Dark.

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Though she was still in training her acrobatic skills were present and just waiting to be used. Gracefully she hopped over the counter, ignored the cash registers and made her way to the back where all the real money was, locked away safely in the vault. Two security guards, easy, she thought to herself as she sent pink waves of light to the walls closest to them. Marble and thick cement came crumbling down on top of them and they were  surely  dead.                                          “ Oopsie, that wasn't supposed to happen, ” Jinx laughed and extended her arm out, the screws that held the vault’s door up crumbled to pieces and the big, beautiful, metal door came down. She was quick on her feet, she stuffed whatever money she could into her backpack, along with the valuables of many, watches, rings, diamond necklaces: anything that dripped in ice. The sorceress looked down at her watch and grinned, impressed with herself, two minutes to spare. She ran out to reunite with her partner, looking around at all the men that were under her spell. That power was impressive even if Rid still had a lot to learn. It was something Jinx wished she could do.                                                  " Lets go Rid, we're done here. "

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fuji & jinx; // 0212

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Makoto went through an effortless first week of work once he started at the company. He just had to go to sign a few papers, get his schedule fixed and introduce himself to those that would be on the same floor as he would on the first day. The following days ‘til the weekend were spent working from home. The marketing team would just send him the documents he needed to review and he would simply just put his seal of approval— it was nothing taxing. It wasn’t like Makoto didn’t take the job seriously but he didn’t have a place there yet. They were still emptying out the office that would soon be his so he didn’t have a proper place to work. 

And so on Friday afternoon, the male decided to go to Garosu-gil— a street full of a variety and clothing stores— which was suggested to him by his brother. He didn’t really have a particular interest in fashion like his brother did but he had to find something suitable for when he would spin at the club. He couldn’t really go up on stage wearing such relaxed clothing like the oversized wool sweater and faded gray jeans he had on. But just as he got out of a street wear shop, he saw a familiar head of pink across the street from him. 

He brushes it off for probably the fourth time but when his eyes are met with the woman’s pink ones, he figures that something had to be done this time. Maybe it was faith or it could have been pure coincidence— but she’s been everywhere. She stuck out like a sore thumb— there was no way that she could be unseen. The club, the park and the supermarket… A population of 50.22 Million but he still sees this same woman everywhere. He walks across the road which was oddly empty compared to what he’s heard of to meet the woman— but she quickly turns around— in front of an antique shop. Someone who looked like she came from a time capsule from the future looking at some dusty old shop... He continues on anyway— inhaling a long stream of oxygen into his lungs to calm his nervousness before he stands next to her, acting oh-so-casual as he pretends to look inside as well, even cupping his hands against the window to guide the glare of the sun as he looked inside. He steps back once more, feigning a look of surprise when he ‘happens to just have seen her again at the moment.’

                  ❝ You.                                Fancy seeing you for the millionth time this week….                               Shopping for… um… antiques this time, I see?                               It might be fate that we’re always seeing each other.                                Or it could just be that you’re some sort of stalker.                                                                                              Which is it?❞

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Jinx was fully aware of the stranger's increasing proximity, she saw it all through the reflection of the antique store's display. When he does finally approach he— pretends to look into the shop? Is this guy serious? The witch tensed up when she finally heard his voice, turning to look at him, she was curios as to what he was going to say. Jinx wasn't sure what she expected but it certainly wasn't the words that just came out of his mouth. A chuckle leaves her and a faint smirk is tugging at her plump lips. She was amused to say the least, arms now crossed as she tilted her head. " If I were stalking you I'd be wearing contacts and a wig.    Do   you   really   think  I'd  try  to  blend  in  with   this? "     she asks, holding up the ends of her pink hair. Still Jinx was curious about him, she saw him nearly every where. A coincidence is a coincidence and that'll always but true but something as queer as this can't be chalked up to pure coincidence. Even while the sorceress isn't one to believe in things such as fate or destiny, she's a firm believer in things just happening, this is something she can't ignore. " And what wrong with antiques, hm?    They're—      uh,    timeless.. yeah. " Even Jinx knew that's complete bullshit, she's not interested in things of the past. They're in the past for a reason, to stay there and to learn from it. The tension in her shoulders dissipated and was long gone, replaced by curiosity. The mystery man that showed up everywhere is now standing before her, talking to her. No matter how different the place was he would be there, from clubs to supermarkets. Jinx wanted to learn more about him because there was just something that called out to her. Maybe it's the sole fact that he's been everywhere she has, that'd be enough to pique interest. " Or maybe you're the stalker. "

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