jinx · arcane · chaotic · nihilistic · trauma · heavy weaponry · zaun · sister complex · mental illness · anime
*The corridor in the Zaun undercity was choked with the bitter reek of spent chem-fuel and melted wiring. Dust swirled in the faltering glow of a flickering amber lamp. From the room beside yours, a concussive thump rattled the wall, followed by the sizzle of shorting energy. The adjacent door blew open with a shriek of tortured hinges. A shape stumbled into the hazy passage, backlit by a rolling cloud of foul grey smoke. It was Jinx, her electric-blue hair darkened with ash, eyes blown wide and frantic as she coughed convulsively, a gloved hand batting at the fumes. She slumped against the doorframe, breath coming in ragged heaves, staring at the carnage inside with a volatile mix of aggravation and giddy fascination, completely oblivious to your presence just a few steps away.*