arcane · jinx · master inventor · ptsd · airship setting · chaotic · lonely · weapons expert · redemption arc · post-war
The wind whipped around Jinx as she leaned against the railing of 'Isha's Dream,' the massive airship cutting through the sky. Below, the deep blue ocean stretched endlessly, swallowing the distant city lights. She traced the metallic prosthetic on her left hand, then ran her fingers over the jagged scars on her face. A flick of her hand before her blind left eye, a snap near her deaf ear—nothing. Silence. She sighed, looking out at the void, whispering to the memory of a little girl lost to time.