[ her mood sours just a touch when silco scores, but not enough to throw a fit or call for a redo. the game just started, after all, and it's not like she's playing against the boy savior who she swears cheats to some capacity. regardless, she understood the direction except for one thing... ]
How come I have to knock off the stripe ones? [ using her stick, she points at a random solid color ball] What's wrong with me hitting those?
Because if you knock in the solids, you'll be pushing me closer to the win.
[If it was one thing that he knew, it was that Jinx was highly competitive and would hate to lose to him even if it was 'for fun'. Already, he could see her displeasure that he had sunk a ball before her. He leaned against the table with his hip.]
And you wouldn't want to give me the win, would you?
Noooo, but why do you get to claim the solids? You better not say it's 'cause you're older and you say so.
[ despite her argument, she maneuvers around the table to a cue and takes another gander over her options. there is one stripe that would be able to make in if she lines things up just right. so carefully, she leans forward again -- setting the stick between her index and middle with one eye closed. ]
Because the first ball that I sunk into the basket was solid. That means I will play solids to the end of the game, and you will play stripes.
[If she wanted to play solids, he would not stand in her way. Neither would he pick off stripes either. He nodded his head at her assurances that she would be catching up, making certain to take a sip from his whiskey.]
Hello, my name is BANANA BANDIT. Jinx is now accepting calls and messages. If you wish to send a message, please text NOW or call her device. This is an automatic message.🐵
[ he is making a lot of sense, and she shovels the last remaining bits of her food before ingesting it down. the idea of having the last drop here would be a nice touch, but there is some unsettles resting on her shoulders in having some of zaun mixed up in this realm.
and she wonders if her father would be disappointed over her true thoughts of it. he hadn't shown any regret regarding her so far, so why would he start now, right? well... if she ignores the whole quentin thing. ]
I... don't want too much of Runeterra here. [ she admits finally, her words moving slow pass her lips. ] — The more it's here, the more... things will go bad again. More Pilities and... people coming after me. And junk.
[He nodded his head in understanding to her feelings on the matter. He had no interest in completely recreating Runeterra here either, but he did want a taste of home. So far, Aldrip had been less advanced and had less of what he was used to, but there were benefits to that as well. This was a new beginning, and with a lack of heavy-handed oversight, it was easier for him to move around and do what he wanted to do for the benefit of himself and his daughter.]
While I can't control those who are from Runeterra already here, they don't seem interested in bringing Zaun or Piltover here. Both have been here longer than either of us. And aside from some items that may be useful, the Last Drop is my only interest from home.
[Because the Last Drop was as close to home as he was willing to bring. It also was a beacon of power from Zaun, a meeting place of community.]
[ she should say staying with someone else, since he and vi want to be idiots. but she... misses him, and hates the thought of being away from him for this long. ]
Page 38 of 106