#testmusejinx

[independentzaun]

Sevika's mess

Continued from here with @bioniczaunites

Sevika took a deep breath, reminding herself that strangling Jinx with her bare hands would make Silco upset. “Really?” She side eyes the blue haired girl with a sigh. “You’re lucky Silco likes you…” She said with a scowl. “At least help me clean up this goddamn mess!” She grunted as she walked over to the very much destroyed shimmer container they had to ship in less than an hour.. Sevika pinched the bridge of her nose. “I need a drink, and a smoke, and to strangle you with your own braids…..” The older woman grumbled as she fished the mop.

Perched up on top of a tall storage unit Jinx was looking down at Sevika, and shrugged. "What? Not my fault you all didn't secure it correctly." Maybe it had been just a tiny bit her fault when she'd bumped into it and knocked it over a ramp, and...well they really should have secured it better. Hearing of Silco she smiled brightly.

"Well that's something we can agree on!" Blinking Jinx frowned. "Huh, that feels weird agreeing on something with you..." Lost in thought for a moment she glanced at Sevika rolling her eyes. "Why should I help you clean up a mess? That's your problem." For a moment Jinx's eyes narrowed. "Like you always say, Sev, I'm just supposed to guard the cargo." Not like the big ogre ever listened to any thing Jinx had to say. Not like they could make the containers better, or the transport easier, or figure out better loading mechanisms, or anything.

Noooo she was just supposed to guard the cargo. Fine then.

[independentzaun]

Artistic moments

Continued from Here with @perfect-fourth

This had been one of her best ideas ever. That high pitched squeak from the very tall man was delightful, and his instinctive scream had Jinx doubled over giggling as one hand grabbed at his shoulder so she wouldn’t fall. Most people in Zaun had better control than that, and even Chuck didn’t react quite that obviously so as far as Jinx was concerned it was hilarious. Although there was that little note in the back of her head that murmured something about how the strange man would no doubt end up being upset afterwards. Jinx didn’t really care though it wasn’t like he was someone Important.

By the time he settled down her giggles were gone, and she was tilted just a bit to one side as though prepared to jump off should he get upset and grab at her. Looking down at him Jinx fully expected at the very least an irritated note in his voice, and probably a demand she get down if not yelling and grabbing. However that sigh, and his comment about a fellow artist made Jinx blink as for once she found herself surprised.

“I like making art.” Voice actually calmer now than when she’d first dropped onto his shoulder as her surprise had settled Jinx down a bit she nodded. “Paint, and explosions and fireworks and stuff.” She should probably not mention her little dioramas with the people Silco had her give a message to. Little dolls all lined up in a row one after the other with the mommy’s and daddies holding their kids, and a fire place lit to send them off to whatever came next after this. They were cute scenes, but the last time she’s spoken of one to anyone but Silco they’d seemed vaguely horrified. The look on their face had made Jinx want to laugh, but also made her feel awkward as though she’d talked about something private. Why she wasn’t sure. People died every day so what did it matter what happened to what was left behind anyways?

A little smirk came to Jinx as she patted at his shoulder. “I guess people would say we’re both hard to define Jimmy. So why are you working on this canvas when there’s so many walls, and stuff around to decorate? Isn’t that kind of a waste? You rich or something?”

[independentzaun]

signs and fireworks

(open starter for my test muse jinx)

Currently Jinx was perched on top of a large neon sign in a way some might call precarious, but to her was completely fine. Fine being a very relative word in this sense. One leg wrapped around a letter of the sign with her other leg hanging down, and no safety line at all on she was leaning over quite happily setting up a smallish collection of fireworks pointing up from the sign. Why? For science of course. What kind of science? Don’t ask questions like that it’s rude! Arms reaching out Jinx was connecting a few wires, and setting up the order they’d go off in before hearing a voice. Glancing down to whoever had spoken she smiled and waved. “Hi! Don’t worry I’ll be done in a moment!” Had they told her to get down? Stop? What she was doing? Something else entirely? At that moment Jinx wasn’t really all that concerned about details. She was far more interested in her little project. A couple more things connected, and suddenly she shoved herself off of the sign twisting and turning in mid air as she caught on various parts of the building slowing herself as she went until her boots thudded onto the ground as she came back down to street level.

Looking at the person her head tilted, and she leaned forward a bit curiously seeming for now curious and cheerful. “What was that?”

[independentzaun]

[care] – sender provides physical care for receiver’s bruises (ice pack, wrapping them up, etc). For Jinx.

It’d been the Firelights of course. Again. Bunch of bastard fly boys swooping and sliding through the air. She’d fought off enough of them though that by the time she’d ran off, and collapsed in an alleyway the only people to find her was some random woman who’d decided the sweet young looking girl couldn’t have deserved that kind of treatment and managed to get her to a particular medic clinic. Enough people recognized Jinx however that her medical care ended up getting foisted off onto Irisa. However no one had thought to warn Irisa perhaps because of the amount of patients that needed to be seen, or just because they assumed that “of course” Irisa would know who and what Jinx was.

Jinx had been unconscious, but stable when Irisa got to her. Most of her wounds were bruises, and a few shallow cuts along with a probable fractured rib. By all right’s she should have been more badly damaged, but somehow it seemed like her injuries were fading faster than one would expect. All the same there were enough that she’d need aid be it ice packs, or bandages, or whatever else. Somewhere along the line however her eyes opened shining purple, and a touch at her arm pulled an instinctive reaction from her.

Faster than she had any right to move one hand pushed at Irisa’s torso shoving her against a wall while Jinx lunged off of what she’d been laid down onto, and a moment later had Irisa pinned against that wall with her elbow as she moved in close. That wouldn’t have been so bad if it wasn’t for the fact that at almost the same time Jinx’s other hand pulled her pistol out, and shoved it against Irisa’s stomach. “Who are you!?” Voice an angry snarl the pistol moved from Irisa’s stomach to her cheek as Jinx glanced around. “Where am I? Almost reminds me of that bastard, but...cleaner. Brighter. Wait.” Looking back to Irisa the slender young woman pulled her head back for just a second before moving her pistol so it was pointing up at the ceiling. “Aren’t you that new doctor? Am I at a medical clinic?” Eyes narrowed and suspicious the one saving grace was that for as quickly as she’d reacted to a completely unexpected situation with potential violence she was also just as quickly figuring things out, and seeming to calm down as she did so.

[independentzaun]

had an idea for a plot and just gona toss it out there

Jinx and someone else being roommates. Bonus points for modern verse, and maybe them being college students or something. Could also be some weird situation in Zaun though.

It'd be hilarious, and could weird moments of angst and who knows what else. I'm just saying. So ahhh..

Roommates?

[independentzaun]

Unexpected outing

Starter for @saviourofzaun as Jinx.

It was a boring day, and nothing was going the way she wanted it. That lovely blue crystal wasn’t giving up it’s secrets, and the book wasn’t talking to her the way it should. Jinx knew she was so very close to making it work, but somehow it wasn’t cooperating just yet. Normally she would have just spent the next twelve hours wrestling with the problem particularly as she knew how badly Silco wanted the project finished, but this was one of those days when her brain just wouldn’t let it work on it no matter how hard she tried. The problem was that with part of her wanting to hyperfocus on the project, but another part basically spinning in a chair wanting to do anything else Jinx found herself at a stand still until she had the perfect idea.

Go see Silco! That’d make things less boring, and maybe it’d help get her mind to focus afterwards.

Bounding down off of her workshop along the fan blades Jinx grabbed her chompers, and pistol of course just in case anything happened as she went. Not too long later she was above Silco’s office looking a touch puzzled at the empty room before shrugging and going downstairs to poke at Chuck. The bartender as usual looked terrified of her which was rather entertaining, but she’d came to visit Silco not play with the bartender. With Chuck mentioning that Silco had left she waved, and headed out as well. Did she want to toss a paint chomper at Chuck? Of course, but if she did it every time he’d just expect it and that’d get boring. For once he was left more or less in peace.

Heading immediately up to the roof tops Jinx took a few minutes to find Silco, but enjoying the feeling of being up high as well as being rather curious about where he was actually going she stayed up there for a bit. Across a roof top, catch a fire escape, swing to another building, back up to the roof top she’d made this area almost as much her territory as Silco had the streets. Sure others showed up to run across it, but no one knew it as well as she did anymore and no one challenged her while she was running. In the middle of partly stalking Silco, and partly fun run Jinx saw the perfect spot to drop down and say hi however.

A trash dumpster she’d decided to decorate a few weeks back that still had her markings, and paint on it. She knew exactly how durable it was, and how to land on it so it only made sense to use that as a spot to finish her run on. Without any hesitation at all her next jump had her plunging down through the air with a grin on her face, and her braids going outwards as for a moment it was like she was flying. Only a brief moment however, but the ending was almost as satisfying as her heavy steel toed boots slammed down against the trash dumpster making the metallic sound almost roar through the alleyway. In her defense Jinx hadn’t actually expected it to be quite that loud. Eyes bright, and as large as ever she let out a little giggle. “Oops.” Hopping off of the dumpster she smiled at Silco sauntering towards him. “So where are we going?”