( she shakes her head as the trickling sound of juice pouring in her glass fills the room. although her body language seems peaceful, her motions not so much. the half-full carton gets placed crudely on the counter and when she pulls out her chair, it screeches louder than it needed to be. it's almost as if she can't help but to do things in such an aggressive way.
and all the while as she settles at the table, the dark markings crawl ominously another two inches up her skin. it's like watching a spider moving along the wall -- there's elegance within it, yet also unsettling with the way the darkness swallows her pale complexion. and jinx remains unfazed by the change, and simply lifts her fork and knife to cut away at her meat a bit savagely. the mask is still on her face, she's aware of this -- but she'll remove it in due time, once all of her meat is cut up the way she likes it. )
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and all the while as she settles at the table, the dark markings crawl ominously another two inches up her skin. it's like watching a spider moving along the wall -- there's elegance within it, yet also unsettling with the way the darkness swallows her pale complexion. and jinx remains unfazed by the change, and simply lifts her fork and knife to cut away at her meat a bit savagely. the mask is still on her face, she's aware of this -- but she'll remove it in due time, once all of her meat is cut up the way she likes it. )