[ now that everything is tucked away, she slings the strap over her shoulder and hums to confirm his answer. the only thing missing is a disguise, but keeping her identity confidential is not on the for front of her mind. quite frankly, jinx doesn't care at this point if the locals spread rumors of tonight's terror (that is, if she feels merciful tonight to let them live) nor if the council discovers her evil doings.
if anything, this will be her way of speaking to silco's mystery whoever. cross her and you'll become her finger painting canvas. and who knows, maybe by doing this will keep everyone who is involved on script. if her father is insisting on having a pet, fine, but she's going to orchestrate how this play will go from start to finish. what's that saying again? curiosity kills the cat? and whoever this cat is will respect its manners and her domain, or she'll have to give them a private lesson about following and obeying the hierarchy. ]
[ jinx shuffles out of the kitchen, ignoring her boots resting in the corner, and her way to the front door. she swipes her set of keys to stuff in her pocket, then glances over her shoulder to her father. the words, "i'm leaving" doesn't sit right for her to say given what happened between them last month. in fact, she half wonders if her father seeking out for a lover was a result of her being such a rotten daughter, just like how vi got pushed to caitlyn because she was an awful sister. she tenses over that thought, but forces the two words to pass her lips: ]
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Date: 2024-07-16 05:10 pm (UTC)if anything, this will be her way of speaking to silco's mystery whoever. cross her and you'll become her finger painting canvas. and who knows, maybe by doing this will keep everyone who is involved on script. if her father is insisting on having a pet, fine, but she's going to orchestrate how this play will go from start to finish. what's that saying again? curiosity kills the cat? and whoever this cat is will respect its manners and her domain, or she'll have to give them a private lesson about following and obeying the hierarchy. ]
[ jinx shuffles out of the kitchen, ignoring her boots resting in the corner, and her way to the front door. she swipes her set of keys to stuff in her pocket, then glances over her shoulder to her father. the words, "i'm leaving" doesn't sit right for her to say given what happened between them last month. in fact, she half wonders if her father seeking out for a lover was a result of her being such a rotten daughter, just like how vi got pushed to caitlyn because she was an awful sister. she tenses over that thought, but forces the two words to pass her lips: ]
... See you.