[the sudden movement of her father marginally startles her, and she watches him with perplexity as he shoves his hand through his locks. and with each second passing, the confusion look coils more into concern and worry. maybe she should have kept her mouth shut, because after all, some say,"always go with your gut feeling or your first intuition".
and this seems to be one of those times. her eyes larges the more silco becomes undone, and regardless of him instructing her to stay put, jinx doesn't heed his words. so when he scurries off, his daughter scrambles to climb out of the tub.]
Shit. Shitshitshit!!
[she's so stupid, how could she easily jinx this up? it hadn't even been a full day, and things are already going into turmoil. out of the tub, she snatches the nearest towel she can spot, then hastily wrap it around her physique — giving chase. jinx can thank janna (or herself now, technically?) that her father didn't rush out into the night or barricade himself in his office.
there's a very light relief to see him in the kitchen, but not so much with him retching. the bluenette stands still for a moment or two with her mind racing in maximum speed; thinking as quickly she possibly can. okay, okay. what did isha used to do for her? would it even work for silco? they're the same, but different in so many ways. and yet, his daughter doesn't want to waste too much time with standing stiff, and she zooms swiftly by his side.]
Hey, hey...hey. [ she announces herself, doing her best to keep her voice leveled, and smooth as she rests a hand on silco's back, slouching forward — not at all bothered by the stench of his spew or the sight of it.] — I got you. Shhh, take a deep breath... I'm right here with you, there's no one else but me.
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action; cw: vomit!!!
Date: 2025-01-17 05:58 am (UTC)and this seems to be one of those times. her eyes larges the more silco becomes undone, and regardless of him instructing her to stay put, jinx doesn't heed his words. so when he scurries off, his daughter scrambles to climb out of the tub.]
Shit. Shitshitshit!!
[she's so stupid, how could she easily jinx this up? it hadn't even been a full day, and things are already going into turmoil. out of the tub, she snatches the nearest towel she can spot, then hastily wrap it around her physique — giving chase. jinx can thank janna (or herself now, technically?) that her father didn't rush out into the night or barricade himself in his office.
there's a very light relief to see him in the kitchen, but not so much with him retching. the bluenette stands still for a moment or two with her mind racing in maximum speed; thinking as quickly she possibly can. okay, okay. what did isha used to do for her? would it even work for silco? they're the same, but different in so many ways. and yet, his daughter doesn't want to waste too much time with standing stiff, and she zooms swiftly by his side.]
Hey, hey...hey. [ she announces herself, doing her best to keep her voice leveled, and smooth as she rests a hand on silco's back, slouching forward — not at all bothered by the stench of his spew or the sight of it.] — I got you. Shhh, take a deep breath... I'm right here with you, there's no one else but me.