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[hexcope]

And what would that prove?

[zauneyete]

[ He's almost surprised that there's no traps, or explosions, but seeing Jinx more focused on papers than gadgets certainly leaves a... confused, sour taste in his mouth. Was there something she was researching, or was it —

Hm. ]

Did you know what time it is?

[ He asks. His hands are behind his back. ]

[jinxs]

are you reading my diaries?

cw injections/needles in this thread

[jinxs]

... Did you really talk to Aurora?

(Fucking finally. His eye looks horrible, and she might have to sneak in a few more drops to help it heal. There's relief in her eyes as she moves to the bed, patting the space next to her so she can get to it.)

[hexcope]

All it proves is you read my journal and learned what you did without any observation skills. No more skilled at "knowing" me than a typesetter at a newspaper.

[jinxs]

HAH what observation skills does it take to talk to my dads

[hexcope]

I didn't get most of what I know from them. Do you really think Silco would tell me anything about you?

[jinxs]

i think silco would drown you.

but i think you have eyes, that's all. go back to being fun, jayce

[hexcope]

You know what's wrong with you?

You don't know how people work. You don't try to. There's you, and there's the people you like, and there's everyone else as cheap baubles you poke at for fun. We're not people with complex minds or actions- we're toys. "Wind up Jayce and watch him run around." Our reactions are your entertainment.

And if I'm not "fun" anymore? Now you're mad. I'm not doing the thing you want me to do. A loss of control.

I'm pretty good at knowing how people work. You didn't have to care about what people thought of you to get where you are. I did. A lot. You don't get anywhere in Piltover without being able to predict the thoughts of whomever is sponsoring your next project and make yourself as appealing as you can to them.

So no. I'm not going to "go back to being fun." I don't need to appeal to you.

[zauneyete]

I did.

[ He says, with all of the annoyance of a parent that was told that he wasn't taking care of himself. ]

She may still take this as an opportunity to undo what I expect she considers a mistake. [ Bringing him back, obviously. ]

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[cantilevers]

I've volunteered for the Solmara mission, and it sounds like a desolate infiltration job. In case things hit the fan, I just wanted to say that I love you and I'm proud of you. These couple of weeks working the bar with you has been a highlight of my stay here. Maybe hold off gunpowder in drinks though.

Take care of yourself and have fun at camp. Think of it like when we used to make blanket forts when you and Vi were little. Take care of the old man too; I expect he'll be more miserable than usual.

See you later. Lots of love.
- V.

[jinxs]

Undo what? Bringing angry trenchers and rabid topsiders to hold hands and save the world? Pffft, I'm pretty sure she is enjoying it, like a sadist holo--whatever she is.

(No hesitation in standing and pulling Silco further into her room so he can sit. If he had been taking care of himself, well, he wouldn't have to get annoyed, but noooo. Jinx tries, okay. She puts food in her daily rotation for him, tries her best to see if he has eaten, keeps track if he is sleeping, etc.

MAYBE take better care of yourself, old man.)

Give me.

[jinxs]

i
DON'T like this vander
stop talking like you're about to eat dust
i don't want to HEAR THAT
you're coming back FINE
OK??????

i am taking care of everything.

love you too.

DON'T SAY STUFF LIKE THAT AGAIN

[jinxs]

thank you, always wanted to know exactly where i went wrong
very enlightening.

this was fun! bye, jayce.

[cantilevers]

It is a desolate wasteland, so I do expect to be chewing on some dust while we're there. I wanted to make sure you were aware that I was going and it is dangerous. I want to know you're being provided for, that's all.

You're such a special person. Love you.

[jinxs]

you won't. i left stuff with sevika, dad. she's not
she is
horrible
but she is not gonna

(She won't let Jinx go through this again.)

you'll be OKAY. PROMISE ME

[cantilevers]

I'll see that she makes it back safely then, or as best I can.

I can't make that promise; we both know you don't like untruths. I don't know what is going to happen, but I do promise I'll do my best to see the mission through and return.

[zauneyete]

She certainly had her pick of the options. Yet she chose us.

[ He thinks it says something. Perhaps that Aurora didn't actually want them to succeed.

It's something he thinks about often. Winds around it, turns it this way and that in his head. It would answer many questions he had. Why him. Why Jinx. Why Vander, or Sevika, or the topsiders?

He hates it. He hates being here. With every distraction, every person, everything that wasn't Jinx, that was trying to pull her away from him just as assuredly as everything else. He was dead. He liked being alive, but the price was still due. He still had to live in this place to survive.

Perhaps death hadn't been the worst fate. ]

Alright, alright. Here.

[ He hands it over, letting her drag him along. He'd lost weight, muscle mass (was there any left to lose?) in the past weeks. He even looks tired.

It's difficult, without something driving him. ]

[jinxs]

what no sevika can take care of herself

it's you that i

do you HAVE to go

[cantilevers]

I'm capable of taking care of myself, her and Caitlyn.

I volunteered, so yes, I intend to go. I'm doing this for you and Vi to give you both a future if I can.

[And there were a few selfish reasons in there.]

[jinxs]

... don't go.

[cantilevers]

Jinx, I never mean to upset you. You're my priority here, I promise. I love you very much.

However, I have to go. I've been chosen.

[jinxs]

i'll talk to aurora. i'll go instead

you just sit your humongous self! i'll fix it.

[jinxs]

You think she rigged us? Huh! Great minds do think alike.

(She thinks exactly that, actually. An illusion of choice, considering the fact they all have to work together, and if she knows who they are, the uphill battle is going to be for all of them to band together for anything at all. There's just too much involved, personally, politically, morally in the group they chose to save the damn world that it feels almost impossible.

But she has to try, as much as she thinks it's a worthless exercise. She's got something going, and she can't just let it go and ignore all she's been building on the off-chance she can't do it.

She can fix it. She has to.)

Silco, you look like crap, and that's rich coming from a Trencher. You sick?

('Course not. But, it's easier to think he is than that he is taking shit care of himself. This is her dad. She can't leave him like that. She climbs to his lap, crossing her legs in a crooked lotus position as she spins the injector on her index finger, the other hand checking his temperature.)

[cantilevers]

Jinx, I'm going.