[ well shucks, he beat her. she hoped to make coffee for him, but it's not a big loss or issue. can't win them all, they say! another yawn blasts through her lips as she makes her way to her father, leaning in to plant a gentle kiss to his temple (the side he is not applying make up to). ]
Mmmwah, thank you, and one cup of morning breath to you...!
[ she teases and smiles as she straightens up again, a hand moves to the back of her neck to scratch. ]
Imma shower, grab a cup, then make breakfast. Eggs and tooooast?
[ hopefully that will suffice for him while she makes herself an even bigger meal for her morning. ]
[She looked remarkably refreshed for someone that struggled for years with normal sleep habits. He supposed he did as well more consistently, since his own squeeze on the side clung to him in bed for sleeping. More sleep should make them better people, but honestly, he preferred a touch of sleep depravation to keep from over thinking sometimes. No matter.
He wrinkled his nose as she kissed his cheek, morning breath rather obvious. Thankfully his sense of smell had been destroyed over the years of living in the depths of the Undercity, so it was only a faint whiff that didn't last long.]
You're in a good mood. Any particular reason?
[He paused to take a sip from his own mug of coffee, watching her out of the corner of his eye. Nothing was different to the routine between them. They had both spent years developing ways to appear relatively normal with one another.]
That's fine. [Three square meals was not his normal, but he ate breakfast and dinner for her.]
[ she blinks at his question, but then shrugs quickly after, with the smile still on her face — if not having a little sheepish glow to it. ]
I dunno. I mean, I got my café all set up! Just need to advertise the place and get people. And the INX and I have been brainstorming some great stuff, so that's going well.
But eggs and toast it is! Don't cheat and sneak a snack without me. I won't take long!
[ she always says that, but given the fact her hair is the length of a waterfall, it will always take longer than she really wants it to. ]
[He noted the sheepish undertone of her look. She'd never been a good liar nor someone that hid her feelings for long. She hadn't yet learned that restraint, and honestly, he had never tried to instill it in her either. His own close-to-the-chest behaviours would never be good in her; they were good for her, a restraint that she lacked.
He returned to applying the foundation to his temple with the make-up sponge.]
It seems everything is falling into place then. That is something to be in a good mood about.
[INX where he did not contribute but the boy did. He wasn't jealous as it wasn't in his nature, but he did feel the prickle of threat the closer those two seemed to be.]
I won't snack. Off you go. I'll wait until you return.
[ beaming big, she retreats off to the bathroom to refresh up, but not without given herself one more full inspection of herself once the door is shut behind her. she hadn't viewed herself in a nude state, and she probably should have before leaving ekko's home. but she was in a time crunching manner at the time, so she couldn't look over the "damage". and the conclusion being is, as long as she wears long pants and a shirt that won't expose more than her neck, she's good to go. for how long? whose to say, and time will tell on that.
so off she finally goes to do that showering, and jinx is in there for as long as one would expect with her hair and needing to wash it properly. but soon after drying off and blowing drying her locks, she does exit out of the washroom with hair balled up in the most laziest way possible — now looking and feeling more refreshed and alive. his daughter roams to the kitchen to retrieve that coffee he brewed for her, and begins to head up the stove and grabbing all the cooking supplies she needs to make them breakfast. ]
[By the time she had emerged from the bathroom washed and dried, Silco had completed his make-up, put away all of his items for the day, finished the newspaper and instead switched his attention to a book on commerce. He was already half way through the large tome, meaning that he had picked it up days before and had been picking away at it between his heavy work schedule and other priorities.
His eyes lifted from the book when she emerged, nodding his head before he returned to reading. It was still early enough where nothing significant would be open and his offices would be dark. However, the forge would be operational to stoke the fires early and consider the orders.
Yet, he felt no urge to hurry as she began to cook breakfast. Rushing was the act of disorganization, and this place hardly challenged him in that regard.]
[ she hums merrily in the kitchen, occasionally taking sips of her coffee as she stews (doing his first breakfast since it's quicker and less). time quickly passes and with all the meal making done, she calls out to silco to let him know everything is ready and for him to start making his way to the kitchen.
whenever he comes in, he will spot her setting the table — giving him a plate of eggs and toast like he wanted. for jinx, she also has eggs (scrambled though) and toast, but there's also sausages, blueberries, and green grapes. it goes to show just how highly she thinks of breakfast than all the other meals.
lunch and dinner, she is completely fine with eating all things that are unhealthy, but breakfast? that is something she will always make sure is the well-balanced and nourished. after all, in order for a genius to stay a genius, they must have their brain working. ... even though her brain is working in an entirely different direction than many.
anyhow, his daughter marches over to her side of the table, and she eases herself carefully to sit in her chair before scooting herself in. ]
[He finished the current page that he was reading once Jinx called to him and then set his bookmark, closed the tome and set it on the coffee table. He rose after grabbing his half-drank mug of coffee and headed to the kitchen and making note of her efforts as he took his usual seat. Thankfully she didn't make him a large amount for him to try to get through.]
Thank you for making breakfast.
[He picked up the fork - having learned some manners over the years - and moved some of the eggs onto his toast as was his little tradition at this point. It sped up the whole eating process and it gave a better mix of texture when eating.]
What's your plan for today? [He took a bite of eggs and toast, chewing slowly as he watched her.]
[ she starts on her meal too (eggs first), and then contemplates as she chews. that is a pretty good question, and in retrospect, she has a lot to do regarding her flock and traveling around town to make sure her possible future people are faring okay.
although, the raven's been soaring around aldrip every day now since her grand speech, and her wings are growing stiffer by the day. the prodigy sends her fork down, but to replace it with her cup as she answers. ]
Think I'm going to take it easy today. Check and feed all my animals, then I guess laze around town. You?
[He nodded his head slightly in acknowledgement to her plan or lack there of. She had been doing well with her momentum, but such energies were not sustainable long term. It was good she was taking time for rumination or passiveness; they all needed it. There was nothing odd or unreasonable about the plan, and he didn't let himself think of anything deeper about it.
Jinx was her own person more than ever here. She did not need to rely on him as much as before; he didn't provide as many missions or demands on her time. He didn't focus her, and that meant she was finding her own way however she chose.
He swallowed his mouthful and shrugged his shoulders a little.] What I must. It's close to month end so there is plenty of work to do for that. Otherwise, I have my next venture put the finishing touches on, same as you.
[ she hums around her cup as a response while she sips, probably should have known that would be his schedule for today. her imagination begins to run a little wild as she visualizes her father doing something else beyond working. what if one day he will just say,"i am off to go on a shopping spree" and comes home with an overflowing bags of goodies. or what if he decides to go to the docks in a boat to become a fishmen? is that a skill her father knows how to do? would he be the type to sail the seas for hours on end to try and trap as much fish as he can?
her silly daydream gets interrupted rather suddenly when she hears her phone singing out a notification chime in the bathroom. it looks like she forgot to tow it with her when she left there, and she cranes her neck to peek outside the kitchen doorway. she shouldn't get it, she thinks. not if it's just one sound. one sound doesn't mean anything and can wait, but if it's continuously... then something is up, and it's probably urgent. so jinx settles a little more back in her chair and returns her attention to silco, shoveling more scrambled eggs to her silverware. ]
Your next thing isn't going to be too dangerous, is it? Do you need me to do anything for it?
[Silco turned his head slightly at the sound of her phone notification, aware of where it was located based on the distance of the sound. He also noted that she seemed rather keen for it as well, but for now, she kept her seat and their breakfast tradition intact. He took another bite of eggs and toast, again chewing slowly before washing it down with more coffee.
Things would have to be busy for the next few weeks, especially with the distinct lack of assistance from the native population as usual. No matter, it only stretched timelines, but the funds and progress would continue regardless.]
No more than any other I've endeavored on, though considering how much my activities are being tracked these days... [He trailed off, sighing from his nose.] A minor inconvenience of which I am used to. Considering it's a brothel, I don't think your explosive skills will be necessary this time. What you are doing is parting their attention, and that's greater assistance than I could ever ask for.
[ jinx almost choke on her own food and spit when the word "brothel" leaves his tongue, and she blinks at him a few times in disbelief. but the shock of it wears off very quickly, and she takes the news in a more comedic route, smirking impishly with a tiny snort to follow. ]
Deciding to be the next Madame Babette, huh?
[ quirking her eyebrow in amusement, she twirls the fork between her two fingers before spearing it down to her sausage. ]
Sorry to break it to ya, Pops, but you're a little too tall to be her. And not enough...Yordle.
I could hardly fill such small shoes, when she bothered to wear any. Such a niche was never my forte, but there is a sore lack of such options in this place.
[As long as everything was consensual, this would be a fine new venture. Perhaps if the Chosen were screwing someone else, they would have less willingness to meddle in his business or screw over each other. Either way, it served a far more profitable purpose for him whether it was popular or not. After all, profits were a matter of the numbers and nothing more.]
There won't be a large announcement for it; it simply will exist and more grassroots word of mouth advertising. Perhaps Jerry will finally take a load off when he returns from vacation.
[ she snorts again, but then chuckles gaily right after. because what he says is rather true, a lot of times she didn't bother with wearing her heels despite how filthy the lanes can be, although, the hag was old and probably lived too much of an adventurous life to care. ]
People are going to go nuts when they see it! Hope you're ready to see a lot of gross butt naked men, and saggy woo has.
[ taking a bite from her sausage instantly reminds her that she forgot to fetch the ketchup and mustard to go with it. some might find it strange, but for her, it brings out flavor and excites her tastebuds. so still giggling over what she said, her daughter raises to her feet while silently wincing in the process. ]
— You're definitely going to need bouncers for THAT place, and we got a lotta prudes in this joint.
[ she points out with her mouth still full as she swiftly makes her way to their fridge. ]
[Considering the Madame's brothel was on the main strip of the Lanes, there was no shortage of 'prudes' from Piltover that came to explore the options. He expected that it would be the same here, though the idea of nudity had never bothered him. People should be confident in their own skins, though guard their flesh all the same in case parts were removed.
They didn't have nearly the same level of augmentation and modification that had begun to thrive under his rule. Still, business was business and the Council would allow it, so why not do it?]
I doubt I will be spending much time there, but no doubt the press of the flesh will cause some to lose their heads and make a scene. That's the nature of pleasure at times.
[He would protect his investments. He always did.]
Prudes who will probably shamefully wander in regardless. Those who hate themselves the most need it far more than anyone else.
[ she lifts her head out of the fridge, and her doe shaped eyes widens in slight bewilderment. and her pitch increases more on excitement side than it should to be. ]
Maybe only once. Just to see how it'll look. I don't need it for anything.
[ she feels her own cheeks heating and quickly dives back in the fridge in hope the chilly breeze will cool her skin. but jinx doesn't dawdle for too long as she yanks out the two condiments before returning to the table. ]
[He set down his toast back on his plate and used a napkin to wipe his mouth, leaning back in his chair as he watched her for a long quiet moment. He supposed they had been heading in this direction regardless, so may as well get it over with and see if she lost her temper with him.]
You haven't been sleeping in the house the last handful of days.
[ now settling back at the table, she picks the ketchup first and pours a small pool of it on the corner of her plate, then sprinkles it over her scrambled eggs (ew?). his daughter does the same with the mustard and mixed the two sauces into one big weird mess before finally returning to her poor neglected sausages. ]
What makes you think that?
[ she asks, attempting to keep the conversation light, mature, and civil. how long it'll stay that way is up to debate as she takes a bite of her meal again. ]
[If he thought that it would be worthwhile to hold the silence, he would have. Such tactics didn't work on Jinx though, and he knew better than to circumvent what he had to say with her either. After all, he had made a point to come clean to her and not withhold information since they had come here, willing to take that step to preserve their relationship and build trust.
But trenchers were still products of their own upbringing and the generations before them. Weakness was not tolerated.]
Because looking in on your empty bed upstairs tells me you aren't sleeping here. Nor in your hammock. Nor in the rafters. Let's be candid, shall we? You're with the boy.
[ jinx is rather grateful that there's still so much leftover in her plate to consume, because she is definitely using it to her advantage to stretch out her quiet. but of course, that can only work but for so long, so when her mouth is no longer full, she says slowly with her gaze fixating on her grapes. ]
... I've been trying to find someone who can help me with my nightmares. You like sleeping in your chair. Or used to, I guess. And Fishbones tried finding me a "cuddle buddy" or whatever he called it through the network, and... got no bites.
[ a beat, picking up her toast to combine it with her eggs — similar to what her father did earlier. ]
[He understood her nightmares, what they did to her. It wasn't as if he wasn't supportive in finding solutions, but she had outgrown where he slept in the chair and it hit a point of no longer being comfortable for either of them years ago. He hadn't had intentions of switching back to a bed where he was more vulnerable and the vastness of it reminded him of an emptiness filled to the brim with purpose instead.
He steepled his fingers together, watching her over them.]
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Date: 2024-08-25 03:41 pm (UTC)Mmmwah, thank you, and one cup of morning breath to you...!
[ she teases and smiles as she straightens up again, a hand moves to the back of her neck to scratch. ]
Imma shower, grab a cup, then make breakfast. Eggs and tooooast?
[ hopefully that will suffice for him while she makes herself an even bigger meal for her morning. ]
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Date: 2024-08-25 04:03 pm (UTC)He wrinkled his nose as she kissed his cheek, morning breath rather obvious. Thankfully his sense of smell had been destroyed over the years of living in the depths of the Undercity, so it was only a faint whiff that didn't last long.]
You're in a good mood. Any particular reason?
[He paused to take a sip from his own mug of coffee, watching her out of the corner of his eye. Nothing was different to the routine between them. They had both spent years developing ways to appear relatively normal with one another.]
That's fine. [Three square meals was not his normal, but he ate breakfast and dinner for her.]
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Date: 2024-08-25 04:13 pm (UTC)I dunno. I mean, I got my café all set up! Just need to advertise the place and get people. And the INX and I have been brainstorming some great stuff, so that's going well.
But eggs and toast it is! Don't cheat and sneak a snack without me. I won't take long!
[ she always says that, but given the fact her hair is the length of a waterfall, it will always take longer than she really wants it to. ]
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Date: 2024-08-25 04:18 pm (UTC)[He noted the sheepish undertone of her look. She'd never been a good liar nor someone that hid her feelings for long. She hadn't yet learned that restraint, and honestly, he had never tried to instill it in her either. His own close-to-the-chest behaviours would never be good in her; they were good for her, a restraint that she lacked.
He returned to applying the foundation to his temple with the make-up sponge.]
It seems everything is falling into place then. That is something to be in a good mood about.
[INX where he did not contribute but the boy did. He wasn't jealous as it wasn't in his nature, but he did feel the prickle of threat the closer those two seemed to be.]
I won't snack. Off you go. I'll wait until you return.
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Date: 2024-08-25 04:38 pm (UTC)so off she finally goes to do that showering, and jinx is in there for as long as one would expect with her hair and needing to wash it properly. but soon after drying off and blowing drying her locks, she does exit out of the washroom with hair balled up in the most laziest way possible — now looking and feeling more refreshed and alive. his daughter roams to the kitchen to retrieve that coffee he brewed for her, and begins to head up the stove and grabbing all the cooking supplies she needs to make them breakfast. ]
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Date: 2024-08-25 04:49 pm (UTC)His eyes lifted from the book when she emerged, nodding his head before he returned to reading. It was still early enough where nothing significant would be open and his offices would be dark. However, the forge would be operational to stoke the fires early and consider the orders.
Yet, he felt no urge to hurry as she began to cook breakfast. Rushing was the act of disorganization, and this place hardly challenged him in that regard.]
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Date: 2024-08-25 05:11 pm (UTC)whenever he comes in, he will spot her setting the table — giving him a plate of eggs and toast like he wanted. for jinx, she also has eggs (scrambled though) and toast, but there's also sausages, blueberries, and green grapes. it goes to show just how highly she thinks of breakfast than all the other meals.
lunch and dinner, she is completely fine with eating all things that are unhealthy, but breakfast? that is something she will always make sure is the well-balanced and nourished. after all, in order for a genius to stay a genius, they must have their brain working. ... even though her brain is working in an entirely different direction than many.
anyhow, his daughter marches over to her side of the table, and she eases herself carefully to sit in her chair before scooting herself in. ]
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Date: 2024-08-25 05:37 pm (UTC)Thank you for making breakfast.
[He picked up the fork - having learned some manners over the years - and moved some of the eggs onto his toast as was his little tradition at this point. It sped up the whole eating process and it gave a better mix of texture when eating.]
What's your plan for today? [He took a bite of eggs and toast, chewing slowly as he watched her.]
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Date: 2024-08-25 06:36 pm (UTC)although, the raven's been soaring around aldrip every day now since her grand speech, and her wings are growing stiffer by the day. the prodigy sends her fork down, but to replace it with her cup as she answers. ]
Think I'm going to take it easy today. Check and feed all my animals, then I guess laze around town. You?
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Date: 2024-08-25 06:47 pm (UTC)Jinx was her own person more than ever here. She did not need to rely on him as much as before; he didn't provide as many missions or demands on her time. He didn't focus her, and that meant she was finding her own way however she chose.
He swallowed his mouthful and shrugged his shoulders a little.] What I must. It's close to month end so there is plenty of work to do for that. Otherwise, I have my next venture put the finishing touches on, same as you.
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Date: 2024-08-25 08:08 pm (UTC)her silly daydream gets interrupted rather suddenly when she hears her phone singing out a notification chime in the bathroom. it looks like she forgot to tow it with her when she left there, and she cranes her neck to peek outside the kitchen doorway. she shouldn't get it, she thinks. not if it's just one sound. one sound doesn't mean anything and can wait, but if it's continuously... then something is up, and it's probably urgent. so jinx settles a little more back in her chair and returns her attention to silco, shoveling more scrambled eggs to her silverware. ]
Your next thing isn't going to be too dangerous, is it? Do you need me to do anything for it?
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Date: 2024-08-25 08:25 pm (UTC)Things would have to be busy for the next few weeks, especially with the distinct lack of assistance from the native population as usual. No matter, it only stretched timelines, but the funds and progress would continue regardless.]
No more than any other I've endeavored on, though considering how much my activities are being tracked these days... [He trailed off, sighing from his nose.] A minor inconvenience of which I am used to. Considering it's a brothel, I don't think your explosive skills will be necessary this time. What you are doing is parting their attention, and that's greater assistance than I could ever ask for.
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Date: 2024-08-25 08:52 pm (UTC)Deciding to be the next Madame Babette, huh?
[ quirking her eyebrow in amusement, she twirls the fork between her two fingers before spearing it down to her sausage. ]
Sorry to break it to ya, Pops, but you're a little too tall to be her. And not enough...Yordle.
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Date: 2024-08-25 09:02 pm (UTC)[As long as everything was consensual, this would be a fine new venture. Perhaps if the Chosen were screwing someone else, they would have less willingness to meddle in his business or screw over each other. Either way, it served a far more profitable purpose for him whether it was popular or not. After all, profits were a matter of the numbers and nothing more.]
There won't be a large announcement for it; it simply will exist and more grassroots word of mouth advertising. Perhaps Jerry will finally take a load off when he returns from vacation.
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Date: 2024-08-25 09:21 pm (UTC)People are going to go nuts when they see it! Hope you're ready to see a lot of gross butt naked men, and saggy woo has.
[ taking a bite from her sausage instantly reminds her that she forgot to fetch the ketchup and mustard to go with it. some might find it strange, but for her, it brings out flavor and excites her tastebuds. so still giggling over what she said, her daughter raises to her feet while silently wincing in the process. ]
— You're definitely going to need bouncers for THAT place, and we got a lotta prudes in this joint.
[ she points out with her mouth still full as she swiftly makes her way to their fridge. ]
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Date: 2024-08-25 09:31 pm (UTC)They didn't have nearly the same level of augmentation and modification that had begun to thrive under his rule. Still, business was business and the Council would allow it, so why not do it?]
I doubt I will be spending much time there, but no doubt the press of the flesh will cause some to lose their heads and make a scene. That's the nature of pleasure at times.
[He would protect his investments. He always did.]
Prudes who will probably shamefully wander in regardless. Those who hate themselves the most need it far more than anyone else.
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Date: 2024-08-25 09:45 pm (UTC)Wait, you won't?
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Date: 2024-08-25 09:50 pm (UTC)[He took another bite of his toast and egg, shrugging his shoulders. Yet, his gaze watched her at the fridge.]
Can I take it you will visit if I'm not there, hmm?
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Date: 2024-08-25 10:00 pm (UTC)[ she feels her own cheeks heating and quickly dives back in the fridge in hope the chilly breeze will cool her skin. but jinx doesn't dawdle for too long as she yanks out the two condiments before returning to the table. ]
But, uh, that's cool!
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Date: 2024-08-25 10:03 pm (UTC)[He set down his toast back on his plate and used a napkin to wipe his mouth, leaning back in his chair as he watched her for a long quiet moment. He supposed they had been heading in this direction regardless, so may as well get it over with and see if she lost her temper with him.]
You haven't been sleeping in the house the last handful of days.
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Date: 2024-08-25 10:26 pm (UTC)What makes you think that?
[ she asks, attempting to keep the conversation light, mature, and civil. how long it'll stay that way is up to debate as she takes a bite of her meal again. ]
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Date: 2024-08-25 10:36 pm (UTC)But trenchers were still products of their own upbringing and the generations before them. Weakness was not tolerated.]
Because looking in on your empty bed upstairs tells me you aren't sleeping here. Nor in your hammock. Nor in the rafters. Let's be candid, shall we? You're with the boy.
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Date: 2024-08-25 10:45 pm (UTC)... I've been trying to find someone who can help me with my nightmares. You like sleeping in your chair. Or used to, I guess. And Fishbones tried finding me a "cuddle buddy" or whatever he called it through the network, and... got no bites.
[ a beat, picking up her toast to combine it with her eggs — similar to what her father did earlier. ]
He offered.
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Date: 2024-08-25 11:01 pm (UTC)He steepled his fingers together, watching her over them.]
You could have told me.
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Date: 2024-08-25 11:18 pm (UTC)[ she works her lips again, trying to shrug the whole thing off as if it's a no big deal, but her tone makes her words sound the opposite. ]
... He's just helping me get more sleep, that's all.
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