[He would eat whatever she put in front of him, and he wouldn't mind the change over. He was scribbling notations in his accounts book while he could hear Jinx cooking in the kitchen, unaware of her accidents with the knife at this time. He would discover those little accidents soon enough once he rose from the couch.
He lifted his head from where it was over his book at her question, slowly closing the pages and cover together so that he could put it aside on the coffee table.] I'll eat at the table with you.
[He pushed himself to his lightly bandaged feet and made the short journey to the kitchen after looking at the dining room table. It took him longer than usual still, but he leaned on the door leading into the kitchen first.] Do you want me to set the... where is that blood coming from?
[His mismatched gaze looked over her fingers, and he moved further into the room, reaching out to take his hands.] Let me see, Jinx.
[ she turns to him with a perplexed look on her face, and then follows his gaze down to her fingers. the shimmer blood coating her padded her fingertips, and jinx blinks a few times with slight bafflement. ]
Oh... huh. Guess I did that without knowing.
[ the next she knows, her father is now close to her with his hands extending out for examination. ]
Oh, pffft! It's not a big deal. I'll just wash it off in the sink or whatever.
[ in spite of her nonchalant response, though, jinx allows him to see for himself that her cuts aren't that severe. or maybe, in her opinion, it isn't. she's been through far worse incidents than this. ]
Distracted, it seems. Do you want me to finish cooking?
[He took her hands in his hand and brought them up closer to examine the damage to her fingers. It wasn't deep enough to require stitches, but they would need to be washed and tended. Of course neither of them could be healthy right now, could they?]
Wash them in the sink. I will get the medical kit and we will tend them. Scrub with soap then rinse well.
[He nudged her towards the sink to wash her blooded hands, and he moved to the living room where the medical kit was stationed thanks to the bandage changes still necessary for his feet. He picked it up and brought it back to the kitchen with him to set on the counter where she wasn't currently preparing food.
He opened the kit and pulled out some simple band-aids.]
[ jinx sighs, feeling rather guilty of having her father suggesting to finish up dinner and retreating to the living room to fetch for the kit. she'd protest if it weren't for silco already disappearing, so instead, she does what she is told and cleans her fingers with water in lukewarm temperature. when he returns, she mutely wanders over while drying off her hands and pick out the band-aids (particularly the ones with funny designs). ]
I'm sorry.
[ she mutters finally, fastening the gauze on one finger and then the next. ]
I'm making you work more again. ... But really, I can finish cooking.
[He only set out band-aids with bright and colourful designs, knowing that those would be the ones that she would preference. He unwrapped them from the paper and allowed her to apply them unless she made indication that she wanted him to do it like when she was small.]
You don't have to apologize.
[He stepped in to kiss her lightly on the forehead then he went to cleaning up the kick, shifting his weight from one foot to the other.]
Were you distracted for any given reason? And I'll set the table.
[ the kiss to the forehead stills her heart for a millisecond, and her pink pupils gleam to match the light blush spreading across her cheeks. but quickly, she swallows down the bashfulness and resumes the cooking, and thankfully, all that needs to be done now is to pour the crab meat salad onto their loafs.
she wants to shake her head and tell him everything is fine, but again, that would be dishonest. but would lying to her father be okay if it means it's for the greater good? he deserves to be happy, and he is a way older adult and should be allowed to do whatever he wants.
even if it means things grow dire for her. but it'll be whatever, because silco knows best. he always does. no matter what. so there's no point in questioning or have doubt. but then why does she feel so uncomfortable about this new change? why is she so nervous about it? maybe she just... needs time to adjust? maybe that's it. or maybe she has a right to be cautious because of her curse and the way her life seems to enjoy toying with her. ]
I was just... [ a pause. ] — listening to my head. That's all.
[ because her thoughts and her voices are colliding to make one big ruckus in her noggin. and frankly, they haven't silenced since the treehouse. ]
[With the kit packed up, he moved it out of the kitchen to the living room again on the coffee table where it had been for days now. That task completed, he returned to the kitchen to open the necessary drawers and cupboards to retrieve cutlery and plates for the meal, though his mismatched eyes observed Jinx as she continued her own activities.
He paused from leaving the kitchen at her admittance, and he was able to easily surmise the kinds of comments would be coming from that dead snide little brat, Mylo. He signed from his nose, stepping out long enough to deposit the kitchen ware on the table so his hands were free as he returned and approached her to stand close without touching.]
And what are they saying?
[He found it best to let her tell him what she wanted to rather than pull it out of her. She could tell him as much or as little as she liked.]
[ with dinner finally done, she carefully sets the sandwiches on a plate to be carried to the dining table. she hadn't expected when she turned on her heel to have her father standing close, and she averts her gaze to hide her fluster while rolling a shoulder in an unconcerned shrug. ]
Oh, you knoooooow, this and that. Here and there. "You stink", "You're dumb", just every day stuff.
[ while that is what some are saying (the weaker ones, so to speak), jinx is purposely leaving out the stronger voices who are standing in the front of the line. his daughter side-steps around silco to set the sandwiches perfectly in the middle, but not without granting him a smile. ]
You'd think they'll come up with something else by now, huh?
[He hummed at the comments, watching her even as she moved around him with their meal for the night. He stayed where he was for the moment, and he remained stoic to idea that she was hiding actual relevant information from him. Still, she would tell him in her own time unless he found that she was greatly affected and then he would step in to assist.]
Their creativity remains childish at best, but considering they are still children, it does makes sense.
[He finally followed her to the kitchen table and pulled out a seat for her before he moved to take one for himself. He propped his feet up under the table on his heels, causing him to lean back in the chair more.]
As long as they aren't trying to twist you on what I disclosed earlier. Let them keep their paltry insults.
[ she takes the seat when he pulls it out for her and scoots her in, although when he mentions their discussion over via text, jinx sags in her chair faintly and her lips thin in order to keep her silence. she won't say they're not filling her with ideas and scenarios, and she also won't say they are.
but maybe she doesn't need to when her dejected expression and body language is more blinding than their kitchen light. her pinks dip away from her father's face, and more so onto his attire and his hands. to imagine he possibly touched someone's cheek with them besides her own makes her stomach twist within itself. but quickly, jinx mentally shoves that image in the back corners of her mind, because silco said so himself that there's no attachment.
... although, jinx was expecting the same thing with quentin at the start, and look how that turned out for her. she just wanted to have fun with him at scott's housewarming party and during her birthday, but came out having a boyfriend somehow.
and she can't help but to worry silco will trip over the same wire as her. what if he gets obsessive and behave like a lost puppy over this mystery person, like vi is with caitlyn? people act in so many different ways when that kind of intimacy comes into play. and she's never witnessed silco being in love or googly-eyed with another person, so it makes the unknown even more frightening.
jealousy is beating along with her heart too, seeing the chosen coupling with each other (emotionally attached or not) makes her feel so undesirable. with that feeling swelling, she, too, shoos it away with the image of silco being intimate. jinx doesn't need to spiral down that rabbit hole.... again. at least not now, anyway.
but tonight, she'll do what she always do when she's feeling down. and that is to prowl through the quiet streets and enter homes of lovely local couples and hurt them so severely that they will look and feel undesirable, too. that way, she won't feel so alone in this. with her muscles relaxing just a touch about her after dinner plans, she straightens up in her chair, grabs a hold of her sandwich finally. ]
[He could have both of his eyes removed, and he would still be able to sense how her mood was troubled and twisted up. As much as people in their world liked to think it, Silco was no fool to how many of his actions affected those around him for better or worse. There were times when sacrifices needed to be made, but those that remained a loyal part of his faction he did what he could to keep them safe and provided for. That was the cost of loyalty to him.
But Jinx had been special. It hadn't meant to be that way honestly, as much as he had experienced a connection through similar life experiences when they had met. She had slipped passed his defenses without him intending for it to occur, and she stayed there, rooted in the closest sphere of his life as he encouraged her and provided her education and opportunities. She had always been special to him.
And he had seen how the sister had destroyed all that fragile confidence with the enforcer. It hadn't taken much - never did - but he knew. His actions would cause ripples, and her attitude despite her best efforts to hide it made it clear that her abandonment issues had risen to the surface. The timing likely didn't help after a month of her ignoring him and within weeks of them coming to a resolution, he had to admit that he had found comfort with another person.
And he would continue to do so as long as he and Richard found benefit in the trust they had developed with one another. He didn't expect it to last after all. Why would anyone associate with a monster like him for any length of time? This was his first non-monetary sexual relationship he had had since... no, he wasn't thinking about that.
Instead, he pulled his chair in further from the table and picked up the sandwich in his hands. He took a small bite and chewed thoughtfully as he determined the differences between this one and previous iterations.]
It is good. I enjoy the changes you made. [He wiped the corner of his mouth with the pad of his thumb.] You are aware you can talk to me about anything, yes?
[ relief washes over her from his approval, and a faint smile dances on her lips while she chews. finally her cooking seems to be showing some promise and maybe her bakery know-it-all won't be in shambles after all. though still, she holds her gaze down to her meal and her bandaged fingertips — using it as an excuse for her short replies. ]
I know.
[ she says, gulping down then wiping her mouth by using her forearm instead of a handkerchief. but the teenager knows that an answer like that won't be sufficient, so she adds a little more to make it lengthy. ]
Just don't have much to say tonight, I guess.
[ and that's because everything is based on her feelings than words, and what can she say that doesn't make her sound like she is starving for his attention, or she wants him to only see her and only her? it'll just prove mylo's point on what a freak she is. ]
[He nodded his head, accepting that she could talk to him knowing that his priority remained with her. If he could juggle this many businesses and have time for his daughter, he was confident that he could manage finding his way to Richard's bed now and again. If anything, perhaps he would be a touch less of a workaholic to balance his time better.
He took another bite of the sandwich, taking his time to chew the mouthful. He decided to let the topic drop, seeing that little nudges were urging her to open up. Perhaps she needed time to process more, and that was perfectly acceptable. Never before had Jinx been put in a situation where he ventured to anyone's bed. Time would make it clear he would not forsake her.
Swallowing, he set his sandwich back down so he could rise from his chair so that he could make his way back into the kitchen for a whiskey.] Do you have plans after dinner then? Also, do you want something to drink perhaps?
[ now that, she answers fairly quickly and is probably the first thing she has said so far that holds some strong confidence. ]
And no thanks, I wanna remember what I'm doing.
[ ominous? of course, and her eyes shift over to the drawer where all their knives are kept, then a swift glance to her father to just observe how well he's be faring with his recovery. ]
Your gang or someone else you're planning on playing with?
[He could suspect that she was going to act out any emotions that she was hiding behind those purple eyes where her voices egged her on. He never condoned her violence unless it was in a place where he had set boundaries; otherwise, he let her do mostly as she pleased.
He poured himself a whiskey and returned back to the table with his tumbler. He eased himself down into his seat and stretched his legs out to again so he could put his heels on the floor rather than the flats.]
Keep it tight and quiet, as always. Let me know if clean-up services are necessary.
[ which adds on more to her frustration and sorrows, it's like the council is trying to limit all of her escapism, or at least that's how it feels like to her.
she can tinker, sure, but what good is that if she can't aim her firearms on people? at her father's instructions, she frowns for the first time and snaps the loaf of bread into miniature pieces with her hands. ]
What's the point? The big wigs will know what I did anyway. And I don't want to be quiet.
A temporary problem. Find others to fit the same purpose for you until they return to you.
[There were other ways to find connection to fill those voids if and when they existed in her. He had to wonder if it would be smart to remain home tonight in case this situation was bombastic enough to require his immediate intervention with bribery and clean up.
He raised his eyebrow, giving himself time to consider his answer to her reply as he sat back further into his chair.]
I don't want you to invite Chosen intervention to your activities. Remove them from town then if you want noise. [He lifted his tumbler to his lips for a sip of whiskey.] Or I will cover your activities with something grander.
[Perhaps make up for the fact that he had put her in this position to act out like this in the first place. He had only been sentenced once, and the punishment of being dragged across the desert had been far worse than the pitiful community service.]
[ it is a temporary problem, but she is in no mood to try and find replacements, either. to find another ethan, abigail, william, and tabitha among the thieves just to spend time with her sounds too much of a chore, and they're the best in burglary besides herself. so to that suggestion, she makes no comment, but to the other his daughter flashes him a light flat expression before popping the bread into her mouth. ]
I'm hitting a lot of houses, Silco. Dragging every couple outside of town, then go back in again, takes too much time. It's easier to just do it in their houses and hop to the next. Who's gonna miss these losers anyway? They don't mean anything.
[ she takes a break to chew more, then starts: ]
You don't have to cover for me. Your plate's already full of so many things, don't let what I'm doing stop you.
[It seemed that this was going to be an all night torture and murder frenzy then, was it? He preferred to focus those tendencies towards work and missions, but for now, he was still building their little empire and didn't need anyone to guard cargo. Aside from Jinx herself, moving goods was laughably easy to do. Perhaps he would have to make more efforts to focus her outbursts of violence.]
Depends if this place is determined to try to pull on the heartstrings of other Chosen to interfere. Hence why I am saying keep it tight and quiet.
[He swirled his whiskey and watched her for a quiet moment, sensing some teenage rebellion in her words.]
Are you pushing me away, Jinx? I don't care to be at arm's length, if that's the case.
So what? Let them try and interfere. I'll give them a little present, too, so they won't feel left out.
[ her nostrils does flare a little at the question, but she breathes out for a second before speaking. she isn't going to do the same mistake twice and let her emotions get the better of her (even though it's prodding her already). jinx straightens her spine and lifts her chin, so her words can flow through her tongue easily. ]
I'm not pushing you away. I already told you that I'm not going to walk away from you ever again. And I meant that. I'm just [...] preparing. That's all.
[So caution was going to the wind... Well, he would prepare his own resources to provide her the necessary protections that he could.]
It would not serve us well to start a war between the Chosen at this time.
[He measured her response, but there was a definitely disparity between her stance, her words and the emotions he surmised that she was experiencing. He set down his drink and leaned forward so he could rest a forearm on the table as he turned to face her, drawing his legs towards himself again.]
Preparing for what exactly? Do you not believe that I will continue to make you my priority?
[ keeping her posture the way it is, she scoots her meal aside from now and grants her father a little staredown while maintaining her tone as cool as she can. ]
Oh, I believe you, I just know people. And people change and do crazy things when it comes to sex. Especially if it's not a hit it or quit it sort of thing. So I'm just prepping.
[He maintained eye contact with her steadily. His own meal and now drink was abandoned as he focused the full weight of his attention on her. His mind was following along her words and dissecting what she might mean by then.
He wondered if she claimed to know the change in behaviour as she was basing what he might do on her sister or even herself. He sighed from his nose.]
You perhaps have lost faith in me then to compare me to the way your sister treats you over her enforcer. Have I made you question my loyalty so much in the past?
[ she scoots herself away from their table and gathers to her feet, pacing slowly to move around with her bandaged fingertips dragging along the surface. soon, her slender fingers meet his sleeve, and they climb steadily to the curve of his shoulder until she is fully behind him.
his daughter hunches forward, her arms draping over each of his shoulders as she lowers her head to press her cheek to his. and when she speaks again, it's barely above a whisper -- like she is sharing a dark secret that's so sinister that not even the walls should listen in. ]
Your pet will force their way between us. They will use their body or whatever power they have to warp your mind when you least expect it... whether you want it to happen or not. They'll make you give into their every temptation, bend into their will, and it'll be so big that you can't fight it off. And if I try to break you from their spell, it'll mean what we have together will crumble forever.
[ her tone weakens and she moves her head ever so slightly so he can feel her lips part with each syllable. ]
You'll be lost... and I won't be able to reach you. ... And what will I do then?
Edited (Tagging with work phone is pain) Date: 2024-07-16 01:21 am (UTC)
[He remained seating as she rose, yet he was poised and tense as she came around to touch his arm then up to his shoulder. He lost sight of her as she moved behind him, yet he turned his head to the right as he felt her arms slide over his shoulders. It was then that he relaxed into her loose embrace, the trepidation fading as his daughter whispered her concerns into his ear.
While he had complete confidence in his ability to not lose focus on his priorities, he couldn't deny her points either. It hadn't been his lover's body at first to hold his attention beyond the scarring, but instead, he had been deeply curious of the tortured soul that was a fish out of water. When he had been at the bottom most point of his loneliness, it had been Richard he had gone to expecting nothing and receiving more than he ever bargained for.
He leaned back in his chair, into his daughter's draped arms and reached back with a hand until he could cup the back of her head. He was, perhaps, more free with some of his affection.] I won't let that happen, Jinx. We have found comfort in sharing some intimacy, nothing more, nothing less.
[He closed his eye, considering her question seriously.]
What I do here, I do for us, for you. Taking someone to my bed will not change that fact. I will not allow this addition whether it is short term or long term addle my mind so that I am neglectful of you.
[He was so determined on his own point of view of the world and himself that he didn't believe his foundation could be shaken.]
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Date: 2024-07-15 02:50 am (UTC)[He would eat whatever she put in front of him, and he wouldn't mind the change over. He was scribbling notations in his accounts book while he could hear Jinx cooking in the kitchen, unaware of her accidents with the knife at this time. He would discover those little accidents soon enough once he rose from the couch.
He lifted his head from where it was over his book at her question, slowly closing the pages and cover together so that he could put it aside on the coffee table.] I'll eat at the table with you.
[He pushed himself to his lightly bandaged feet and made the short journey to the kitchen after looking at the dining room table. It took him longer than usual still, but he leaned on the door leading into the kitchen first.] Do you want me to set the... where is that blood coming from?
[His mismatched gaze looked over her fingers, and he moved further into the room, reaching out to take his hands.] Let me see, Jinx.
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Date: 2024-07-15 03:40 am (UTC)Oh... huh. Guess I did that without knowing.
[ the next she knows, her father is now close to her with his hands extending out for examination. ]
Oh, pffft! It's not a big deal. I'll just wash it off in the sink or whatever.
[ in spite of her nonchalant response, though, jinx allows him to see for himself that her cuts aren't that severe. or maybe, in her opinion, it isn't. she's been through far worse incidents than this. ]
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Date: 2024-07-15 04:00 am (UTC)[He took her hands in his hand and brought them up closer to examine the damage to her fingers. It wasn't deep enough to require stitches, but they would need to be washed and tended. Of course neither of them could be healthy right now, could they?]
Wash them in the sink. I will get the medical kit and we will tend them. Scrub with soap then rinse well.
[He nudged her towards the sink to wash her blooded hands, and he moved to the living room where the medical kit was stationed thanks to the bandage changes still necessary for his feet. He picked it up and brought it back to the kitchen with him to set on the counter where she wasn't currently preparing food.
He opened the kit and pulled out some simple band-aids.]
Let's dry them off and get them bandaged up.
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Date: 2024-07-15 04:10 am (UTC)I'm sorry.
[ she mutters finally, fastening the gauze on one finger and then the next. ]
I'm making you work more again. ... But really, I can finish cooking.
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Date: 2024-07-15 04:24 am (UTC)You don't have to apologize.
[He stepped in to kiss her lightly on the forehead then he went to cleaning up the kick, shifting his weight from one foot to the other.]
Were you distracted for any given reason? And I'll set the table.
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Date: 2024-07-15 04:43 am (UTC)she wants to shake her head and tell him everything is fine, but again, that would be dishonest. but would lying to her father be okay if it means it's for the greater good? he deserves to be happy, and he is a way older adult and should be allowed to do whatever he wants.
even if it means things grow dire for her. but it'll be whatever, because silco knows best. he always does. no matter what. so there's no point in questioning or have doubt. but then why does she feel so uncomfortable about this new change? why is she so nervous about it? maybe she just... needs time to adjust? maybe that's it. or maybe she has a right to be cautious because of her curse and the way her life seems to enjoy toying with her. ]
I was just... [ a pause. ] — listening to my head. That's all.
[ because her thoughts and her voices are colliding to make one big ruckus in her noggin. and frankly, they haven't silenced since the treehouse. ]
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Date: 2024-07-15 03:56 pm (UTC)He paused from leaving the kitchen at her admittance, and he was able to easily surmise the kinds of comments would be coming from that dead snide little brat, Mylo. He signed from his nose, stepping out long enough to deposit the kitchen ware on the table so his hands were free as he returned and approached her to stand close without touching.]
And what are they saying?
[He found it best to let her tell him what she wanted to rather than pull it out of her. She could tell him as much or as little as she liked.]
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Date: 2024-07-15 04:27 pm (UTC)Oh, you knoooooow, this and that. Here and there. "You stink", "You're dumb", just every day stuff.
[ while that is what some are saying (the weaker ones, so to speak), jinx is purposely leaving out the stronger voices who are standing in the front of the line. his daughter side-steps around silco to set the sandwiches perfectly in the middle, but not without granting him a smile. ]
You'd think they'll come up with something else by now, huh?
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Date: 2024-07-15 04:53 pm (UTC)Their creativity remains childish at best, but considering they are still children, it does makes sense.
[He finally followed her to the kitchen table and pulled out a seat for her before he moved to take one for himself. He propped his feet up under the table on his heels, causing him to lean back in the chair more.]
As long as they aren't trying to twist you on what I disclosed earlier. Let them keep their paltry insults.
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Date: 2024-07-15 07:23 pm (UTC)but maybe she doesn't need to when her dejected expression and body language is more blinding than their kitchen light. her pinks dip away from her father's face, and more so onto his attire and his hands. to imagine he possibly touched someone's cheek with them besides her own makes her stomach twist within itself. but quickly, jinx mentally shoves that image in the back corners of her mind, because silco said so himself that there's no attachment.
... although, jinx was expecting the same thing with quentin at the start, and look how that turned out for her. she just wanted to have fun with him at scott's housewarming party and during her birthday, but came out having a boyfriend somehow.
and she can't help but to worry silco will trip over the same wire as her. what if he gets obsessive and behave like a lost puppy over this mystery person, like vi is with caitlyn? people act in so many different ways when that kind of intimacy comes into play. and she's never witnessed silco being in love or googly-eyed with another person, so it makes the unknown even more frightening.
jealousy is beating along with her heart too, seeing the chosen coupling with each other (emotionally attached or not) makes her feel so undesirable. with that feeling swelling, she, too, shoos it away with the image of silco being intimate. jinx doesn't need to spiral down that rabbit hole.... again. at least not now, anyway.
but tonight, she'll do what she always do when she's feeling down. and that is to prowl through the quiet streets and enter homes of lovely local couples and hurt them so severely that they will look and feel undesirable, too. that way, she won't feel so alone in this. with her muscles relaxing just a touch about her after dinner plans, she straightens up in her chair, grabs a hold of her sandwich finally. ]
Let me know how you like it, okay?
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Date: 2024-07-15 07:40 pm (UTC)But Jinx had been special. It hadn't meant to be that way honestly, as much as he had experienced a connection through similar life experiences when they had met. She had slipped passed his defenses without him intending for it to occur, and she stayed there, rooted in the closest sphere of his life as he encouraged her and provided her education and opportunities. She had always been special to him.
And he had seen how the sister had destroyed all that fragile confidence with the enforcer. It hadn't taken much - never did - but he knew. His actions would cause ripples, and her attitude despite her best efforts to hide it made it clear that her abandonment issues had risen to the surface. The timing likely didn't help after a month of her ignoring him and within weeks of them coming to a resolution, he had to admit that he had found comfort with another person.
And he would continue to do so as long as he and Richard found benefit in the trust they had developed with one another. He didn't expect it to last after all. Why would anyone associate with a monster like him for any length of time? This was his first non-monetary sexual relationship he had had since... no, he wasn't thinking about that.
Instead, he pulled his chair in further from the table and picked up the sandwich in his hands. He took a small bite and chewed thoughtfully as he determined the differences between this one and previous iterations.]
It is good. I enjoy the changes you made. [He wiped the corner of his mouth with the pad of his thumb.] You are aware you can talk to me about anything, yes?
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Date: 2024-07-15 08:25 pm (UTC)I know.
[ she says, gulping down then wiping her mouth by using her forearm instead of a handkerchief. but the teenager knows that an answer like that won't be sufficient, so she adds a little more to make it lengthy. ]
Just don't have much to say tonight, I guess.
[ and that's because everything is based on her feelings than words, and what can she say that doesn't make her sound like she is starving for his attention, or she wants him to only see her and only her? it'll just prove mylo's point on what a freak she is. ]
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Date: 2024-07-15 08:33 pm (UTC)He took another bite of the sandwich, taking his time to chew the mouthful. He decided to let the topic drop, seeing that little nudges were urging her to open up. Perhaps she needed time to process more, and that was perfectly acceptable. Never before had Jinx been put in a situation where he ventured to anyone's bed. Time would make it clear he would not forsake her.
Swallowing, he set his sandwich back down so he could rise from his chair so that he could make his way back into the kitchen for a whiskey.] Do you have plans after dinner then? Also, do you want something to drink perhaps?
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Date: 2024-07-15 09:10 pm (UTC)[ now that, she answers fairly quickly and is probably the first thing she has said so far that holds some strong confidence. ]
And no thanks, I wanna remember what I'm doing.
[ ominous? of course, and her eyes shift over to the drawer where all their knives are kept, then a swift glance to her father to just observe how well he's be faring with his recovery. ]
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Date: 2024-07-15 09:18 pm (UTC)[He could suspect that she was going to act out any emotions that she was hiding behind those purple eyes where her voices egged her on. He never condoned her violence unless it was in a place where he had set boundaries; otherwise, he let her do mostly as she pleased.
He poured himself a whiskey and returned back to the table with his tumbler. He eased himself down into his seat and stretched his legs out to again so he could put his heels on the floor rather than the flats.]
Keep it tight and quiet, as always. Let me know if clean-up services are necessary.
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Date: 2024-07-15 09:41 pm (UTC)[ which adds on more to her frustration and sorrows, it's like the council is trying to limit all of her escapism, or at least that's how it feels like to her.
she can tinker, sure, but what good is that if she can't aim her firearms on people? at her father's instructions, she frowns for the first time and snaps the loaf of bread into miniature pieces with her hands. ]
What's the point? The big wigs will know what I did anyway. And I don't want to be quiet.
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Date: 2024-07-15 09:50 pm (UTC)[There were other ways to find connection to fill those voids if and when they existed in her. He had to wonder if it would be smart to remain home tonight in case this situation was bombastic enough to require his immediate intervention with bribery and clean up.
He raised his eyebrow, giving himself time to consider his answer to her reply as he sat back further into his chair.]
I don't want you to invite Chosen intervention to your activities. Remove them from town then if you want noise. [He lifted his tumbler to his lips for a sip of whiskey.] Or I will cover your activities with something grander.
[Perhaps make up for the fact that he had put her in this position to act out like this in the first place. He had only been sentenced once, and the punishment of being dragged across the desert had been far worse than the pitiful community service.]
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Date: 2024-07-15 11:23 pm (UTC)I'm hitting a lot of houses, Silco. Dragging every couple outside of town, then go back in again, takes too much time. It's easier to just do it in their houses and hop to the next. Who's gonna miss these losers anyway? They don't mean anything.
[ she takes a break to chew more, then starts: ]
You don't have to cover for me. Your plate's already full of so many things, don't let what I'm doing stop you.
[ ah, there it is. finally a little crack. ]
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Date: 2024-07-15 11:33 pm (UTC)Depends if this place is determined to try to pull on the heartstrings of other Chosen to interfere. Hence why I am saying keep it tight and quiet.
[He swirled his whiskey and watched her for a quiet moment, sensing some teenage rebellion in her words.]
Are you pushing me away, Jinx? I don't care to be at arm's length, if that's the case.
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Date: 2024-07-15 11:46 pm (UTC)[ her nostrils does flare a little at the question, but she breathes out for a second before speaking. she isn't going to do the same mistake twice and let her emotions get the better of her (even though it's prodding her already). jinx straightens her spine and lifts her chin, so her words can flow through her tongue easily. ]
I'm not pushing you away. I already told you that I'm not going to walk away from you ever again. And I meant that. I'm just [...] preparing. That's all.
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Date: 2024-07-15 11:56 pm (UTC)It would not serve us well to start a war between the Chosen at this time.
[He measured her response, but there was a definitely disparity between her stance, her words and the emotions he surmised that she was experiencing. He set down his drink and leaned forward so he could rest a forearm on the table as he turned to face her, drawing his legs towards himself again.]
Preparing for what exactly? Do you not believe that I will continue to make you my priority?
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Date: 2024-07-16 12:07 am (UTC)Oh, I believe you, I just know people. And people change and do crazy things when it comes to sex. Especially if it's not a hit it or quit it sort of thing. So I'm just prepping.
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Date: 2024-07-16 12:16 am (UTC)He wondered if she claimed to know the change in behaviour as she was basing what he might do on her sister or even herself. He sighed from his nose.]
You perhaps have lost faith in me then to compare me to the way your sister treats you over her enforcer. Have I made you question my loyalty so much in the past?
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Date: 2024-07-16 01:00 am (UTC)[ she scoots herself away from their table and gathers to her feet, pacing slowly to move around with her bandaged fingertips dragging along the surface. soon, her slender fingers meet his sleeve, and they climb steadily to the curve of his shoulder until she is fully behind him.
his daughter hunches forward, her arms draping over each of his shoulders as she lowers her head to press her cheek to his. and when she speaks again, it's barely above a whisper -- like she is sharing a dark secret that's so sinister that not even the walls should listen in. ]
Your pet will force their way between us. They will use their body or whatever power they have to warp your mind when you least expect it... whether you want it to happen or not. They'll make you give into their every temptation, bend into their will, and it'll be so big that you can't fight it off. And if I try to break you from their spell, it'll mean what we have together will crumble forever.
[ her tone weakens and she moves her head ever so slightly so he can feel her lips part with each syllable. ]
You'll be lost... and I won't be able to reach you. ... And what will I do then?
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Date: 2024-07-16 01:25 am (UTC)While he had complete confidence in his ability to not lose focus on his priorities, he couldn't deny her points either. It hadn't been his lover's body at first to hold his attention beyond the scarring, but instead, he had been deeply curious of the tortured soul that was a fish out of water. When he had been at the bottom most point of his loneliness, it had been Richard he had gone to expecting nothing and receiving more than he ever bargained for.
He leaned back in his chair, into his daughter's draped arms and reached back with a hand until he could cup the back of her head. He was, perhaps, more free with some of his affection.] I won't let that happen, Jinx. We have found comfort in sharing some intimacy, nothing more, nothing less.
[He closed his eye, considering her question seriously.]
What I do here, I do for us, for you. Taking someone to my bed will not change that fact. I will not allow this addition whether it is short term or long term addle my mind so that I am neglectful of you.
[He was so determined on his own point of view of the world and himself that he didn't believe his foundation could be shaken.]
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