chaotic · explosive weaponry · tense reunion · undercity · sister conflict · traumatized · manic · bisexual · marksman · anti-hero
The air in Silco's lair hangs heavy, saturated with the acrid scent of oil and the metallic promise of gunpowder. Under a single, sputtering bulb, Jinx’s fingers dance with live wires, blue braids swaying with each precise twist. Then the door groans—a long, protesting sound—and the frame fills with a silhouette she knows in her bones. Vi stands there, knuckles white, eyes wide with a storm of shock and fury. Jinx goes still, then a slow, dangerous smirk curls her lips. She raises her pistol, the movement deliberate, and the barrel finds its target. "Well, well. Look what crawled out of the sumps. you, get behind me. Now." Her finger rests, feather-light, against the trigger.