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❝ efficiency? you actually know the definition of that word, jinx? i think you should define it for me. teach the class something, girl. ❞

Jinx rolls her eyes. "Hardy-har. Meanwhile, my inventions get the job done when I want them to so I think I know a thing or two about what I'm talkin' about, mister. Never get anywhere being closed-minded, hmph."

    ❝ ... you know, if you look up, and look really close, you won't see the stars, jinx. but you will definitely see scorch marks. ❞

Her eyes follow his directions against her better judgement just to find herself huffing as he finishes his sentence. This wise guy's really testing her patience. She promptly straightens herself up and playfully shoves his head away. "Given my inventions are usually meant to explode, I'll consider those scorch marks a success, thank you very much." Never mind that some of those scorch weren't from inventions of that variety.

Jinx raises an eyebrow at his requests, her hands landing on her hips as she looks down at him. "Oh, so you go on a tangent making your little jabs at me in retaliation for my alleged hecklin' but ALSO expect a 'little helper' and a smooch? Wonder what it's like living with that much of an ego." she quips, though it probably doesn't have as much of a bite as she'd like.

She does make her way over to the other table to nab the tool he requested, dangling it in front of her as she makes her way back to stand directly in front of him, her free hand resuming its position on her hip, "Now, I can hand the microspanner to you 'cause I'm ready for you to be finished with this, but the kiss? Hmm, I might need a little more convincing~ Ya know, a reason to think you earned it."

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the shop is closed, lights dimmed lightly to avoid catching attention from the streets of the zaun. not that jayce wasn't trusted enough to take care of the shop if something were to happen, it was just policy. besides, he'd rather keep his face intact these days. he always managed to make a little more when fixing old clocks and hair trimmers when he could smile without being in immense pain. so he let's himself settle on the counter in the dim light. he's sitting on far corner, his leg hanging off the side so he can swing it casually. journal on his still thigh as he tries to work out a theory.

when the door of the shop opens, he doesn't even look up. the door had been locked, so he knew e x a c t l y who it was. “ you're late, ” he says, not looking up from his notes

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"ah, you found it. thank you." golden eyes widen in recognition, trailing from the stranger's face down towards familiar custom built cane within the other's grasp. viktor was no stranger to the undercity, it having been his home since he was a young boy. but even if he lived in piltover nowadays, there wasn't anything stopping him from making the journey downward from time to time, be it for research, or perhaps to meet with an old acquaintance.

but even if he'd ventured here many times, he hadn't expected himself to be a victim of theft so blatantly, the vagrants making away with one of his most prized possessions. whilst it wouldn't be too hard to commission a new one, getting back up top without it would be much easier said than done. which is why he was so thankful he'd managed to catch a glimpse of it out the corner of his eye. "i don't know how you managed to get your hands on it, you don't look like one of the ones who'd originally taken it ..."

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@gettnup asked:

[ 6. ] sender whispers, “i’ve thought about this all day,” before pinning receiver against a wall for a searing kiss.

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She really hasn't seen him much today. It's not all that surprising. Jinx rarely manages to pop back into Zaun when he isn't knee deep in one thing or another. He is a busy guy. That never seemed to change. Wouldn't be him if it did.

Besides, Jinx was a girl who knew how to occupy her own time. In the Firelights hideout, she wasn't as much of a boogeyman as she used to be, it seemed. Isha probably had something to do with that. So, she had spent most of her time letting Isha drag her around to hang out with all her friends and finding little ways help to make sure Isha didn't come off as a liar. She had brought little contraptions she had made along the way for Isha anyways, which helped break the ice.

Most of the day had been spent with them before she had managed to take a moment to wander off. She was better at socializing and all that, but it still took it out of her. She wondered if Ekko would mind her crashing in his room for now. It was the only one that she really remembered where it was located. She hadn't gotten a chance to see him really, just the glimpse she had when she got there that let her know he was busy and about to be heading out. She wondered if he even knew she was there yet.

Jinx must have let her mind drift off considerably because she doesn't clock the hand that reaches out from a nearby dark cubby in between some of the structures to pull her in. By the time her instincts kick in and she's about to react, she finds herself up against the wall with a familiar face peering right at her.

“i’ve thought about this all day.”

She isn't given a moment to respond before she finds one of her arms pinned to the side of her, his body flush against hers, and his lips pressed to hers. It isn't long before she's invested in it, too, her free hand snaking up to his neck to pull him impossibly closer. Moments pass of the two lost in the moment, each chasing the other's lips even when they're trying to catch their breath. At some point, Ekko's hand had slid down from her wrist to interlock their fingers instead.

When it finally seems like the need for a breather has taken over, Jinx still finds herself leaning forward towards his lips as he is pulling back. She settles for their lips barely touching as her hand slides down from his neck to take hold of the front of his jacket. Her eyes move up to look into his own and a smirk tugs at her lips.

"Well, hi to you, too," she quips, "I was going to ask if anyone ever told you that you think too much but can't say I mind the direction you were heading in all day."

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@gettnup asked:

“ why won’t you even look at me? ” Prompt

'BECAUSE YOU WILL MAKE ME SECOND-GUESS MYSELF!!!' The thought echoes in her mind. It is loud and resounding and it takes everything in her to not turn around and yell it right at him. It takes everything in her not too think about it too much. To not let his words take space in her mind. If she gives them space, it could undo all her work. It could affect her resolve.

She can't afford to do that.

She's worked too hard to bury that part of her life. It has taken too much effort to drown out Powder like she has— but obviously she hasn't done as good of a job as she thought. Just hearing his voice sends her right back to the surface.

This is the very reason that when he started popping back up, started meddling in Silco's affairs, that she had done her best to avoid having to get into it. Unfortunately, Silco had sensed her apprehension and pushed her right into the forefront of it all.

'If you can't face the ghost of your past and banish them away, you're not going to reach your potential, Jinx.'

Damn him. Damn him and damn Ekko's never-ending nosiness... his never-ending determination.

Jinx brushes her hand over the gun at her hip, contemplating what to do next. She could try and banish him... permanently. He and his new crew had been taken aback at her attack. It's probably the only reason he bothered to say a thing at all. To buy some time. But taking the chance to get rid of him now? That's just wishful thinking. There's a reason she's given her back to him this entire time. She's not ready to face the very alive part of her past that he is. She's not ready to face this ghost yet. He can actually talk back. Well, more coherently than the other ones she used.

Her left hand drops back down to her side as her right reaches for a familiar device. She let's out a sigh before she coaxes the energy to the surface to fit the role she's got. Finally, a chuckle emerges from her lips as her thumb prepared to pull the pin on the smoke grenade she's going to use to leave.

"Ya know, you outta spend your time worrying more about how you're gonna get out of this and less time on whether or not I'm gonna give you the attention you seem to soooooo desperately crave. I figured you were already getting enough of that, boy savior. Maybe next time do somethin' to make lookin' at you worth my time, how about that?"

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@gettnup asked:

sleep would be great.

"I NEED TO STOP AND REST" PROMPTS

Jinx and Ekko had been sitting back to back for a little while now, Jinx having been tinkering with something on his bed when he decided to plop down on the opposite end as soon as he entered the room. He had been grumbling to himself when he had walked in and she could hear him sighing as he leaned forward to rest his face on his hands. It wasn't until he had finally flopped back onto the bed with one arm over his eyes and the other draped over her lap that she figured he was ready to talk.

❝ sleep would be great. ❞

She chuckled. "Ah, has the endless energy leader finally hit his limit?" she lightly teased, dropping her gadget off to the side to finally take a look at him, one finger tracing circles on the arm resting across her lap as she took in his appearance. She couldn't see his face with his arm over it, but there was a lethargy in his demeanor that was evident. The fact he didn't bother to quip back at her for her teasing was only further proof of it.

Jinx reached over to move his arm off his face as she leaned forward, a soft look on her own as she decided to pepper kisses on his weary expression, hoping it would smooth out the furrowed brows and tension in his features— or at least help. She landed one last feather-light kiss to his lips before she resumed looking at him.

"Then sleep, genius," she quietly said, "I promise it's not gonna go all up in flames if you conk out for a few hours. They'll live without your endless wisdom and micromanaging for a bit," she leaned back up and rested her palm beside his waist so she was still hovering over him, "And if anyone tries to interrupt your beauty sleep I'll threaten to beat them within an inch of their life— or ya know, tell them buzz off— your choice. I can do either."

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A smile plays upon her lips where she hid in the rafters. Oh Ekko, they had a colorful history. He hated her. He was one of the few people that actually liked Powder. And she killed Powder, didn't she? All that was left was Jinx. And that must have made him angry, huh? She couldn't blame him. After all, he wanted to be a savior and she no longer needed saving. The time for that had passed a long time ago.

"Fancy seeing you here." She sees him before he sees her. She holds up her hand, making the shape of a gun with her fingers. "Pow!" She mimes shooting. "You're dead. Or you would be... If I wanted to kill you." She drops down in front of him, pink eyes almost glowing in the darkness.

"Looking for me, Mr. Firelight?"