[Jinx not coming home for a few days was not unusual in Zaun, and there was plenty of trouble in the way of gambling, parties and games that one could be lost in. After her run in with Jerry and the Council, he expected that she would need an escapism in order to reorient herself and focus again. She was now eighteen, so by all standards, she was an adult capable of making all the decisions that came with that role.
If anything, her absence motivated him to slide back into the comfort of working long hours. He was making connections with some of the locals and setting up the businesses that had been abandoned to continue operation smoothly. If he wasn't working on one of the three locations, he was bringing his work home in order to continue there in the comfort of the house. All reminders of the assault by Jerry was long gone, cleaned and repaired. The place was neat and tidy as he always liked it, and as was never truly able to remain that way with a teenager.
He walked in the door with books stuffed with paper under his arm before stopping at the usual presence of Jinx in the place. A quick glance up as he passed through the house to the rafters allowed him to identify her, and he set his books down on the table.]
( at the sounds of her father coming home, jinx swings herself out of her stretching position to sit upright. her smile beams down at him as she swings back and forth along the hammock. thank goodness these things are made for it, otherwise the whole thing would just come down and they'll have to get another ceiling. )
Yeah!! I'm so starving...! — What are we cooking together tonight?
( while the two of them differ in interests, cooking has become a thing they share together. and it's been rather lovely and homey to make food with him -- even though sometimes she cuts herself on accident or slices something too thick or too thin. )
[She was in a good mood. That's as he expected given she was keeping - mostly - out of trouble, wandering about the city doing whatever, and enjoying partying. She seemed as excitable as ever, and that meant any issues with the Council were simply simmer until he could hopefully make inroads in the city to allow them a safe and fortified strike against them.
He shrugged out of his jacket and hung it on the back of a chair before he was folding up his sleeves up his forearms.]
Fresh catch from today and something with potatoes.
[He was already walking to the kitchen to start the prep. He knew that Jinx would join him because this was something that they could work together on and benefit from.]
( she does one more swing for good measure before hopping off her mound -- landing a bit ungracefully but whatever. and as predicted, jinx does follow behind to the kitchen with a light wobble/limp to her step but behaves as if it's nothing out of the ordinary. she had gotten use to the soreness from her hips to her thighs and she stopped whining about it a day or so ago when it was a bit worse. )
Oh, I think it's going preeettty swell...! I know some people and Fishbones said somethin' about making a boat and blahblahblaaaaah. — But I thought what about makin' a machine thing that'll have snacks and drink in it. Ya know for the poor saps that can't afford anything. One coin can give ya what you want.
[Silco was already setting aside the potatoes that he had decided upon, using a knife to begin to peel them. He, of course, kept the skins because he was not one to waste food given how he had grown up. While he didn't mention it, he noted the wobble in Jinx's step but for the moment, he decided it wasn't worth being questioned. There were plenty of explanations.]
Yes, the Council has prompted some to consider fleeing rather than fighting. They mistake the idea that things will be better anywhere else.
[He nodded his head for her idea of how to work off the debt that the Council set. It was her choice how she decided to do so, and he was already using her contribution as a gauge of how stringent this place would be when it came to assisting in the development of this place.]
We shall see how successful it will be in the future then. You found enough metal for you to create such a machine?
Oh, yeah yeah!! ( she says enthusiastically as she takes one potato from the stack to help him with the peeling. )
A new friend at the party gave me a present. It was a bag filled with all sorts of gears and scraps.
( jinx opens a drawer with the kitchen tools to rummage through her own knife to use. ) I'll even have enough leftover to work on our monkey friend.
( but will that friend become a butler and be a living thing? that's... debatable. although, she hadn't done a thing with the hexgem crystal since she was brought here. maybe she should attempt to mess with it for once. )
Good. Supplies are still hard to come by, but with your junkyard, we can look into changing that.
[It was interesting to hear her talk about friends. Most of the people that worked for him either didn't like Jinx all that much, or they were afraid of her chaos. Of course, those same people appreciated her being on their side in a conflict much of the time as she was effective if she had time to plan her explosives and set necessary traps.
Still, friends were not something that he encouraged actively. It wasn't for selfish reasons so much as he knew the dangers of friendship, and the war wounds he carried from them basically had him swearing off of them. She was fully capable of taking her own risks.]
Are you going to utilize the gemstone's energy? If you need something specific to engage it, I can seek what you might need.
( finding the knife of her choosing, she begins to peel the potato. in...which doesn't look smooth at all, the potato is looking rather jagged with her accidentally cutting too deep but it's whatever. )
Once I fixed up our butler, I'm thiiiiinnkkinnng jamming the gemstone in him. As ya know, a test. See how they work together. If that's good, then maybe if I just play my cards right, the Council will give us more hextech.
( finishing with one potato, she grabs another. )
They gotta be the ones giving us our stuff, right? If they're handing us Shimmer, why not the crystals too?
[He took his time with the potato in his hand, his knife moving deftly to remove the skin. Once the peel was off, he moved on to the next potato in the group, turning and rotating it in one hand.]
Are you certain the gemstone won't cause it to explode?
[He shook his head at the idea of the Council giving them hextech.]
Imagine them giving them the seeds of their own future destruction. I am not convinced it is them, though I could think them signing off on the requests.
[On to the next potato.]
After all, aren't we here to be rehabilitated or repent for our crimes?
( she says, doing a light arm bump to him. which she shouldn't do cause they're both holding knives and can nick themselves. but her father isn't a clumsy buffoon so therefore, it's perfectly okay to do this. )
It's not gonna explode at all. Just a teeny tiny lil' tap to wake it up and it oughta stay stabilized. Not like I'm going in with an axe or somethin'.
( and even then, it should still stay in tact and do it's thing. supposedly. )
And I guess we are but if they're trying to convince we did something wrong, then they got rocks for a brain. Bringing independence to our people was a good thing.
( finished with her jagged potato, she drops in the pile with silco's -- clearing her throat a little. )
Oh and uh, I got something to tell you over dinner. Once we eat. I'm sure you got a lotta stuff to tell me too! Like how work's been going and... things.
( is this casual sounding enough? making it sound what she has to tell him is an every day thing and not anything huge or life changing. because it isn't life changing!! everything is going to stay the exact same except... an additional person being in her life. no big. )
[He didn't even move with the bump from her, and his hands remained steady as he peeled the poles of his potato before setting it with the others and began to peel the last one. Normally he didn't use knives like this, but he had gotten quite versatile since he had arrived in this place.]
Ah yes, because none of your little past experimental projects have gone awry, have they?
[He hummed in agreement. It shouldn't have mattered the sacrifice that was needed to force Zaun into it's own light, to exist outside of the shadow of Piltover's iron fist. At least he had thought that way for much of his life. Then he realized there were limits to a dream, and he paid the ultimate price for it. He hadn't allowed himself to acknowledge how he and Vander had stumbled over the same thing, another parallel to their lives.]
Their opinion on our activities is based on their own bias. Perhaps they would take Piltover's side and remain the chains around our necks.
[He paused at the pole of his potato at her attempt at casualness. He knew her well enough to know that tactic, and his blue eye skated over to watch her from the corner for a few seconds.]
Or you could tell me while we make dinner. Is there such a difference?
( she supposes he has a point. parents do have roles and just like their children do, and fathers especially are meant to worry for their daughters. )
Nnnnoooo... they haven't! ... Lately. They've been fine.
( although her only project so far had been the monkey and the vending machine since she's been here. her toy monkey still jitters once it turns on and she is still figuring out why the door doesn't shut in her vending machine. )
— And there is a difference. It's better to, uh, talk when we're sitting and not slicing things up or slapping this baby on the stove. Less work for the brain.
( is she stalling a little bit? yes. because while she wants to tell silco about quentin, she hadn't figured out how exactly. the whole relationship between the two of them happened in such a rocket speed that jinx is still fumbling to catch up. but silco doesn't need to know that little nugget of information though.
she can make it seem as if the two of them had been chatting for a while.... — although the timing won't line up so well given her heartbreak over ekko (which she's still getting over, by the by. boy, what a messy girl she is, huh? having a crush on two guys, made out with both, slept in both of their beds, but had sex with one of them. all in the matter of what, 2 months apart?). but no, no! she can make this look good. jinx just needs to make to sure this math equation makes sense and all the variables are in the right place.)
[Silco made a low hum from his nose that state that he didn’t entirely believe her declaration. It seemed to him that progress with mechanics and inventions required something to break, explode or fall apart at least once. It wasn’t as if this place had a good supply of discarded junk either after all, so she was likely having to put her items together with subpar items.]
And what do you consider ‘lately’, hmm?
[He inclined his head slightly at her, watching from the corner of his eyes as she deflected him. He was a naturally patient man as he had to be in order to survive as long as he had. However, he was also an aggressive opportunist as well, and sometimes those two personality traits came into conflict with one another.
However, he also knew that pressuring her now wouldn’t be worth the effort. She wanted him to wait, and there didn’t seem to be harm in that. After all, her tone and evasiveness made it clear that it was some kind of announcement. Cooking left him with plenty of time to consider what it was that would require him sitting, and there were honestly a small handful of subjects that would fall into that category.]
So sitting and slicing rather than standing a slicing. Very well. I will wait.
[He set down the last potato and moved to the small stovetop to light the burner and set a pan on top so that he could sear the catch of the day – a yellow-skinned fish. He added some spices to the top of the fillet and set it down in some hot oil. He had no issue with raw, but he was also far more interested to see if Jinx would hold her silence on the announcement for the entirety of cooking.]
( but hey! at least he agreed to wait and with that, jinx will be forever grateful. it will by her a little more time to try and word everything right in her head. although, it's a bit hard to do when the voices are ripping apart her inner rehearsal and sticking their own versions in -- which are just as awful if not worse.
but anyhow, fast-forwarding this roleplay just wee bit -- jinx continues to help her father cook everything and she darts off to set the table. alcohol for him and juice for her (except maybe she should down the hatch too). again, she's not scared to tell him, it's more so... she isn't sure how he would react. the teen knows silco, sure, but sometimes he can be pretty tricky. with the table, food, and drinks all ready to be eaten and sipped away, jinx makes her way to her side of the table. except when she takes her seat, she does it extremely carefully and in a tiny wince before she can settle right. okay, maybe she is still a little sore from her... adventure. )
This all looks so good!! I can't wait to dig into this.
[He restrained his curiosity as they cooked and set out the meal on the table. He had a top three reasons why she had to wait and what was so important that he needed to be occupied to hear whatever news she had. He wiped his hands on a towel before he moved to join Jinx at the table. He took his seat and reached for his drink first, taking a sip.]
Off you go then, Jinx.
[He was slower to dig into his meal, instead savouring his drink over the food for now.]
( almost immediately, she shoves the potatoes straight in her mouth -- chowing down her usual barbaric way that she can't necessarily help. it's the shimmer to blame really. it makes her behave so rabid when it comes to food, but thank goodness people don't seem to mind too much when she's out eating with them. humming happily, she looks up to her father with a big smile and mouth full: )
[He watched bemused as she dug into the food, and that was so perfectly normal that he was satisfied. After her run in with the Council, he had been concerned that Shimmer's effects wouldn't work on her any longer and they would have to run through all of the withdrawal effects. She had all the manners of a well raised Zaunite.
He picked up his fork and cut into the potatoes, nodding in agreement as he took a bite and chewed.]
( after taking a few more bites, jinx wipes her mouth with her forearm then leans a little more into her chair -- clearing her throat. it's either now or never, right? )
Yeah, ahem. So! — Silco. Uhm. Ya know... us doing this. Cooking... being together and stuff? We'll always have this, right?
( she flashes him a smile despite it having some anxious flare to it. ) No matter who comes in and outta our lives, we will have this.
It'll never change and we're still gonna do all the things we are settin' out to do here. 'Cause we're family and... — and you're important to me. And you know, I'll never ever leave you or betray you.
( jinx peers down at her meal, tapping her fork lightly against the plate. )
I-I know that's what your fear is. But that'll never come true. That I can promise definitely...
[As soon as Jinx launched in her declaration with an interesting and well-intended introduction, Silco set down his utensils and leaned back in his chair. He watched her steadily, following the words and narrowing down his list even further: the sister or a boy. That's what it came down by the time she hit the mid-point.
Ekko wasn't back in town from what he could tell, so this had to be someone new if it was a boy. Given what he knew about her, she had likely flung herself bodily into any relationship.
The sister always remained a threat, but until the enforcer and the other roommate stepped away, it wasn't as if Jinx would be moving into there. He had no doubt they were trying to find common ground in their relationship, but he didn't have a spy network to determine how that was going so he based that assessment on Jinx's moods.
He finally leaned forward in his seat so that he could rest his elbows on the table and steeple his finger tips together. Yet, unlike some long-winded underlings dolling up a conversation to put themselves in a better light where he would cut through the situational thesis, he let her have the room.]
( it's hard to read his mood or what's going through his mind. but thingd seem to be swimmingly and his expression appear seemly calm? although, silco is very good at wearing masks than she could ever pull off. but jinx has faith he wouldn't wear one around her -- especially right now. )
Right, YES! Me too! Super important. So, we're good. We have really nothing —
( well. that's one way to get to the point. she can't fault quentin for texting that to her, and she is going to either. but what rotten timing for that to be blared out. she is crawling in her own skin and wincing over it before granting her father a wary smile. )
Eh, heh, heh. Uh, guess I don't have to say the rest?
[He made a noise in his throat at the sudden input from her charm, and all of his suspicions seemed to come true. His fingers steepled further as his mismatched eyes flicked from her to the charm nearby then slowly returned to her. A boy, indeed.
He eased himself back from the table to lean into his chair. His expression was a practiced neutral as he considered the words; it seemed as if this one was going to make assumptions that he was going to have to dissuade in the very near future.]
No. I would be far more interested in knowing more about the boy.
( shoving the potatoes in her mouth quickly and vigorously cutting a piece of her fish, her gaze stays down to her plate. maybe if she just focuses on her meal more, this will be a little easier. but it doesn't make silco's stare on her burn any less than it is. )
Sure. Uh, what you wanna know?
( she asks, mouth so full that he may need to strain his hears just to hear her fully. )
[He shifted his weight on his chair so that he could reach into his vest to pull out his silver case holding his limited amount of cigars. He pulled a half-smoked one out, tapping the end on the table before he brought it to his lips and lit it with his lighter.
He took a long drag from his cigar and blew the smoke from his nostrils.]
Let's start with a name, an age and what skills he has, shall we?
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Date: 2023-10-21 03:22 am (UTC)If anything, her absence motivated him to slide back into the comfort of working long hours. He was making connections with some of the locals and setting up the businesses that had been abandoned to continue operation smoothly. If he wasn't working on one of the three locations, he was bringing his work home in order to continue there in the comfort of the house. All reminders of the assault by Jerry was long gone, cleaned and repaired. The place was neat and tidy as he always liked it, and as was never truly able to remain that way with a teenager.
He walked in the door with books stuffed with paper under his arm before stopping at the usual presence of Jinx in the place. A quick glance up as he passed through the house to the rafters allowed him to identify her, and he set his books down on the table.]
Home again, I see. Are you interested in a meal?
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Date: 2023-10-21 03:29 am (UTC)Yeah!! I'm so starving...! — What are we cooking together tonight?
( while the two of them differ in interests, cooking has become a thing they share together. and it's been rather lovely and homey to make food with him -- even though sometimes she cuts herself on accident or slices something too thick or too thin. )
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Date: 2023-10-21 04:05 am (UTC)He shrugged out of his jacket and hung it on the back of a chair before he was folding up his sleeves up his forearms.]
Fresh catch from today and something with potatoes.
[He was already walking to the kitchen to start the prep. He knew that Jinx would join him because this was something that they could work together on and benefit from.]
How is your city restoration going?
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Date: 2023-10-21 04:19 am (UTC)( she does one more swing for good measure before hopping off her mound -- landing a bit ungracefully but whatever. and as predicted, jinx does follow behind to the kitchen with a light wobble/limp to her step but behaves as if it's nothing out of the ordinary. she had gotten use to the soreness from her hips to her thighs and she stopped whining about it a day or so ago when it was a bit worse. )
Oh, I think it's going preeettty swell...! I know some people and Fishbones said somethin' about making a boat and blahblahblaaaaah. — But I thought what about makin' a machine thing that'll have snacks and drink in it. Ya know for the poor saps that can't afford anything. One coin can give ya what you want.
( aka a vending machine. )
AND!! I can get a lil' back. Everyone wins!
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Date: 2023-10-21 01:42 pm (UTC)Yes, the Council has prompted some to consider fleeing rather than fighting. They mistake the idea that things will be better anywhere else.
[He nodded his head for her idea of how to work off the debt that the Council set. It was her choice how she decided to do so, and he was already using her contribution as a gauge of how stringent this place would be when it came to assisting in the development of this place.]
We shall see how successful it will be in the future then. You found enough metal for you to create such a machine?
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Date: 2023-10-21 01:58 pm (UTC)A new friend at the party gave me a present. It was a bag filled with all sorts of gears and scraps.
( jinx opens a drawer with the kitchen tools to rummage through her own knife to use. ) I'll even have enough leftover to work on our monkey friend.
( but will that friend become a butler and be a living thing? that's... debatable. although, she hadn't done a thing with the hexgem crystal since she was brought here. maybe she should attempt to mess with it for once. )
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Date: 2023-10-22 03:52 pm (UTC)[It was interesting to hear her talk about friends. Most of the people that worked for him either didn't like Jinx all that much, or they were afraid of her chaos. Of course, those same people appreciated her being on their side in a conflict much of the time as she was effective if she had time to plan her explosives and set necessary traps.
Still, friends were not something that he encouraged actively. It wasn't for selfish reasons so much as he knew the dangers of friendship, and the war wounds he carried from them basically had him swearing off of them. She was fully capable of taking her own risks.]
Are you going to utilize the gemstone's energy? If you need something specific to engage it, I can seek what you might need.
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Date: 2023-10-22 04:06 pm (UTC)( finding the knife of her choosing, she begins to peel the potato. in...which doesn't look smooth at all, the potato is looking rather jagged with her accidentally cutting too deep but it's whatever. )
Once I fixed up our butler, I'm thiiiiinnkkinnng jamming the gemstone in him. As ya know, a test. See how they work together. If that's good, then maybe if I just play my cards right, the Council will give us more hextech.
( finishing with one potato, she grabs another. )
They gotta be the ones giving us our stuff, right? If they're handing us Shimmer, why not the crystals too?
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Date: 2023-10-23 05:42 am (UTC)Are you certain the gemstone won't cause it to explode?
[He shook his head at the idea of the Council giving them hextech.]
Imagine them giving them the seeds of their own future destruction. I am not convinced it is them, though I could think them signing off on the requests.
[On to the next potato.]
After all, aren't we here to be rehabilitated or repent for our crimes?
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Date: 2023-10-23 02:30 pm (UTC)( she says, doing a light arm bump to him. which she shouldn't do cause they're both holding knives and can nick themselves. but her father isn't a clumsy buffoon so therefore, it's perfectly okay to do this. )
It's not gonna explode at all. Just a teeny tiny lil' tap to wake it up and it oughta stay stabilized. Not like I'm going in with an axe or somethin'.
( and even then, it should still stay in tact and do it's thing. supposedly. )
And I guess we are but if they're trying to convince we did something wrong, then they got rocks for a brain. Bringing independence to our people was a good thing.
( finished with her jagged potato, she drops in the pile with silco's -- clearing her throat a little. )
Oh and uh, I got something to tell you over dinner. Once we eat. I'm sure you got a lotta stuff to tell me too! Like how work's been going and... things.
( is this casual sounding enough? making it sound what she has to tell him is an every day thing and not anything huge or life changing. because it isn't life changing!! everything is going to stay the exact same except... an additional person being in her life. no big. )
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Date: 2023-10-24 01:19 pm (UTC)[He didn't even move with the bump from her, and his hands remained steady as he peeled the poles of his potato before setting it with the others and began to peel the last one. Normally he didn't use knives like this, but he had gotten quite versatile since he had arrived in this place.]
Ah yes, because none of your little past experimental projects have gone awry, have they?
[He hummed in agreement. It shouldn't have mattered the sacrifice that was needed to force Zaun into it's own light, to exist outside of the shadow of Piltover's iron fist. At least he had thought that way for much of his life. Then he realized there were limits to a dream, and he paid the ultimate price for it. He hadn't allowed himself to acknowledge how he and Vander had stumbled over the same thing, another parallel to their lives.]
Their opinion on our activities is based on their own bias. Perhaps they would take Piltover's side and remain the chains around our necks.
[He paused at the pole of his potato at her attempt at casualness. He knew her well enough to know that tactic, and his blue eye skated over to watch her from the corner for a few seconds.]
Or you could tell me while we make dinner. Is there such a difference?
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Date: 2023-10-24 02:26 pm (UTC)Nnnnoooo... they haven't! ... Lately. They've been fine.
( although her only project so far had been the monkey and the vending machine since she's been here. her toy monkey still jitters once it turns on and she is still figuring out why the door doesn't shut in her vending machine. )
— And there is a difference. It's better to, uh, talk when we're sitting and not slicing things up or slapping this baby on the stove. Less work for the brain.
( is she stalling a little bit? yes. because while she wants to tell silco about quentin, she hadn't figured out how exactly. the whole relationship between the two of them happened in such a rocket speed that jinx is still fumbling to catch up. but silco doesn't need to know that little nugget of information though.
she can make it seem as if the two of them had been chatting for a while.... — although the timing won't line up so well given her heartbreak over ekko (which she's still getting over, by the by. boy, what a messy girl she is, huh? having a crush on two guys, made out with both, slept in both of their beds, but had sex with one of them. all in the matter of what, 2 months apart?). but no, no! she can make this look good. jinx just needs to make to sure this math equation makes sense and all the variables are in the right place.)
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Date: 2023-10-30 03:33 am (UTC)And what do you consider ‘lately’, hmm?
[He inclined his head slightly at her, watching from the corner of his eyes as she deflected him. He was a naturally patient man as he had to be in order to survive as long as he had. However, he was also an aggressive opportunist as well, and sometimes those two personality traits came into conflict with one another.
However, he also knew that pressuring her now wouldn’t be worth the effort. She wanted him to wait, and there didn’t seem to be harm in that. After all, her tone and evasiveness made it clear that it was some kind of announcement. Cooking left him with plenty of time to consider what it was that would require him sitting, and there were honestly a small handful of subjects that would fall into that category.]
So sitting and slicing rather than standing a slicing. Very well. I will wait.
[He set down the last potato and moved to the small stovetop to light the burner and set a pan on top so that he could sear the catch of the day – a yellow-skinned fish. He added some spices to the top of the fillet and set it down in some hot oil. He had no issue with raw, but he was also far more interested to see if Jinx would hold her silence on the announcement for the entirety of cooking.]
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Date: 2023-10-30 03:54 am (UTC)( but hey! at least he agreed to wait and with that, jinx will be forever grateful. it will by her a little more time to try and word everything right in her head. although, it's a bit hard to do when the voices are ripping apart her inner rehearsal and sticking their own versions in -- which are just as awful if not worse.
but anyhow, fast-forwarding this roleplay just wee bit -- jinx continues to help her father cook everything and she darts off to set the table. alcohol for him and juice for her (except maybe she should down the hatch too). again, she's not scared to tell him, it's more so... she isn't sure how he would react. the teen knows silco, sure, but sometimes he can be pretty tricky. with the table, food, and drinks all ready to be eaten and sipped away, jinx makes her way to her side of the table. except when she takes her seat, she does it extremely carefully and in a tiny wince before she can settle right. okay, maybe she is still a little sore from her... adventure. )
This all looks so good!! I can't wait to dig into this.
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Date: 2023-10-30 04:43 am (UTC)[He restrained his curiosity as they cooked and set out the meal on the table. He had a top three reasons why she had to wait and what was so important that he needed to be occupied to hear whatever news she had. He wiped his hands on a towel before he moved to join Jinx at the table. He took his seat and reached for his drink first, taking a sip.]
Off you go then, Jinx.
[He was slower to dig into his meal, instead savouring his drink over the food for now.]
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Date: 2023-10-30 04:53 am (UTC)This is sooooo good!!
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Date: 2023-10-30 05:12 am (UTC)He picked up his fork and cut into the potatoes, nodding in agreement as he took a bite and chewed.]
Well made, yes.
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Date: 2023-10-30 05:23 am (UTC)Yeah, ahem. So! — Silco. Uhm. Ya know... us doing this. Cooking... being together and stuff? We'll always have this, right?
( she flashes him a smile despite it having some anxious flare to it. ) No matter who comes in and outta our lives, we will have this.
It'll never change and we're still gonna do all the things we are settin' out to do here. 'Cause we're family and... — and you're important to me. And you know, I'll never ever leave you or betray you.
( jinx peers down at her meal, tapping her fork lightly against the plate. )
I-I know that's what your fear is. But that'll never come true. That I can promise definitely...
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Date: 2023-10-30 01:23 pm (UTC)Ekko wasn't back in town from what he could tell, so this had to be someone new if it was a boy. Given what he knew about her, she had likely flung herself bodily into any relationship.
The sister always remained a threat, but until the enforcer and the other roommate stepped away, it wasn't as if Jinx would be moving into there. He had no doubt they were trying to find common ground in their relationship, but he didn't have a spy network to determine how that was going so he based that assessment on Jinx's moods.
He finally leaned forward in his seat so that he could rest his elbows on the table and steeple his finger tips together. Yet, unlike some long-winded underlings dolling up a conversation to put themselves in a better light where he would cut through the situational thesis, he let her have the room.]
Loyalty is important to me, yes.
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Date: 2023-10-30 02:20 pm (UTC)Right, YES! Me too! Super important. So, we're good. We have really nothing —
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Date: 2023-10-30 02:26 pm (UTC)"hey you gonna tell your dad about your hot boyfriend lololo qq"
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Date: 2023-10-30 02:34 pm (UTC)Eh, heh, heh. Uh, guess I don't have to say the rest?
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Date: 2023-10-31 03:11 am (UTC)He eased himself back from the table to lean into his chair. His expression was a practiced neutral as he considered the words; it seemed as if this one was going to make assumptions that he was going to have to dissuade in the very near future.]
No. I would be far more interested in knowing more about the boy.
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Date: 2023-10-31 03:37 am (UTC)Sure. Uh, what you wanna know?
( she asks, mouth so full that he may need to strain his hears just to hear her fully. )
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Date: 2023-10-31 03:56 am (UTC)He took a long drag from his cigar and blew the smoke from his nostrils.]
Let's start with a name, an age and what skills he has, shall we?
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