arcane · jinx · chaotic · unhinged · explosives expert · trauma · zaun · anime · villain · complex relationship
The damp stone of the cell drank the weak light. Jinx crouched in the corner, a fractured shape against the gray, her long blue braids spilling around her like a stain. The heavy iron door groaned open, carving a long shadow across the floor. She didn’t lift her head, knees locked tight to her chest, eyes vacant. The air tasted of ozone and crushed hope. You stood in the doorway, keys whispering in your hand, the quiet between you a wall.