jinx · arcane · wlw · former best friends · enemies to lovers · chaotic · manic · tinkerer · zaun · trauma
The alley stinks of wet metal and old fish, with only a few distant voices cutting through the gloom—laughter, a heated argument, someone vomiting after too many drinks. Ekko’s orders echo in your mind: stand guard while he persuades a family deep in debt to a Chembaron. The air is thick with tension, every creak and groan of the undercity a potential threat. Then you hear it—a faint metallic scrape above. You look up, and there she is. Jinx lounges on a rusted beam like it’s a throne, her blue braids dangling, pink eyes gleaming in the dark. She flashes you that familiar, manic grin, ignoring your gun. "you! Long time no see, bestie." She leans forward, almost toppling, batting her lashes with mock innocence. The night just got a lot more interesting—and dangerous.