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deercountry2022-12-30 03:25 am
opheliac) wrote in deercountry2022-12-30 03:25 am
★ JAN. (CATCH ALL); i look inside myself & see my heart is black
Who: jinx & YOU
When: all of january
Where: all throughout trench
What: things that will happen with her during this month. some will be open & some will be private.
Warnings: jinx suffers from mental illness. such as the following - schizophrenia, hallucinations, PTSD, & separation anxiety. these may or may not happen in this log. BIO, PERMS, & OP-OUT: Here
►TREEHOUSE VISITATION.◄
►THE CLINK N' CLANK.◄
code credit to:thisismanx
When: all of january
Where: all throughout trench
What: things that will happen with her during this month. some will be open & some will be private.
Warnings: jinx suffers from mental illness. such as the following - schizophrenia, hallucinations, PTSD, & separation anxiety. these may or may not happen in this log. BIO, PERMS, & OP-OUT: Here
WEEK 1 (01/01 - 01/07)
█ JINX ➜ 01.01 ➜ TDM EVENT.
WEEK 2 (01/08 - 01/14)
█ VI & MANABU ➜ 01.08 ➜ PRIVATE.
WEEK 3 (01/15 - 01/21)
N/A
WEEK 4 (01/22 - 01/28)
N/A
WEEK 5 (01/29 & 01/31)
N/A
code credit to:
thisismanx
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when the bowl is set, jinx hunches move over the table -- elbows more prop up as she grabs the utensils. she will let her sister talk while she munches down, making sure she isn't slurping too loudly. when vi finishes, jinx quietly huffs again then twirling the utensils around in the bowl. )
So you were locked away and she got you out. Okay, fine. I'll give her that. But you know she won't stop 'till there's somethin' done with me.
The Enforcer in her is gonna be lookin' for — ( airquotes with her fingers. ) "justice" over what I did. She won't care if we're back home or not.
( jinx then resumes on eating; slowly. ) What are you expectin'? She wags her finger at me then we become pals? ( even if that's a possible scenario, like hell she will be friends with an enforcer. )
... There's blood in the waters, Vi. And there's no cleanin' that up.
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he keeps a lid on it, turning away to gather up empty bottles and move them to the back room for sorting; he'll have Jun do a run down to Willful Machine to trade them out for some things - probably more munchies to sit around for Jinx to pilfer. Magnet remains steadfastly at the feet of the girls as they talk, so even if Manabu's ears move out of range, he's got an omen wire-tap here to alert him if he needs to rush in.
his heart squeezes in a bittersweet kind of way...he's glad they're talking, even if it must be something murky; what he wouldn't give to be able to tell his brother he loves and misses him.]
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[not for the kidnapping - she has no idea what happened there, because jinx hasn't elaborated and she hasn't asked. she should have, maybe, but why stir that pot? those waters? they are bloodied - her sister's right about that.]
And no, I don't expect you to become pals. [a bitter snortlaugh at the idea of it: what a picture.] Just maybe like what I had with Silco. A kind of a truce, I guess. You don't have to like each other, just maybe cool it on the punishment.
[she doesn't think cait would want to kill jinx - but lock her up? (she's too far gone) that's a grey area, greying by the day. but. this is second chance alley, yeah?]
Maybe she will care? Maybe I can get her to care. And maybe not. But she's more reasonable than you give her credit for. Besides, if you spend all your time chasing her around, when are we gonna hang out? I like eating noodles with you.
[she sees this, manabu. she's grateful, even if she wonders what this must feel like - being stuck in the middle of this and ...alone, in a sense that can't be helped.]
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as she goes on about how maybe caitlyn will care, she can get her to, or she's reasonsible -- jinx rolls her eyes with a "please kill me" expression on her face. a similar behavior when a typical teen is being scold or has to sit there and listen to a grown-up yammer on about r e s p o n s i b i l i t y . it's probably identical when vi was teen and having to listen to vander. )
( still though, she lowers her head to rest on the bar counter again -- looking up to her sibling then over to her bowl. )
... These are good noodles. ( she mutters this; not really looking forward to call any sort of truce with this enforcer. )
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as he's walking to the far end of the bar to set it down:] If you need more of the soup to dip, I have a bit left; you may as well polish it off so I don't have to throw it out.
[he leaves the crate on the end of the bar so Jun can easily grab-and-go, wiping his hands on his pants and turning his head so he can glimpse the girls over the bridge of his nose with his good eye. with a yea or nay, he'll still be going back there, but an affirmative will have him doing so with a bit more pep in his step.]
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[the words come quick - it's nerves, but that's part and parcel with this whole situation, and it's something she has to stop from boiling over into more words - there's a balance here and she's not sure how to strike it, or if she even can - but that's solved for at least thirty seconds by shoveling more food into her face.
see how normal this is? they can have a completely normal conversation about the touchiest of topics, right?
vi isn't looking forward to talking to cait about this either, but it's the lesser of two ...well "evils" isn't wholly accurate, but - that look jinx gets, the one vi recognizes for what it is - a carbon copy of her own younger face - scowl, eye roll, huffy sigh: all of it.]
Throwing out soup? Say it isn't so. Next time you think of doing that, call me. Or call Jinx.
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and not only vi is wishing for her sister to call truce with her, chizuru is expecting for jinx to do the same. she suggested she should stand down, so to speak, because acting out will just prove caitlyn's point. and her concern of people taking the woman's side over hers will become a reality. this... whole thing truly blows and it's frustrating she can't lay a single finger on her. )
( the younger sibling is half listening to the conversation between her and manabu. she is too busy brooding while gently swaying her legs underneath the counter (she's a tiny thing, you know). and when vi mentions her name, jinx will raise up two fingers -- index and middle. a "yep, you can call on me" confirmation to the soup thing. )
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[he brings the pot out with him, heating it by hand along the way. he quietly pours out the remains into Vi's dish, his expression pensive, but far less strained by the worry of a fight breaking out (and breaking up the bar) now. he's not a man of nuance, so all that simmering unease is over his head: to him, this feels like a safer, neutral space now.]
Thanks for cleaning it out, you two. [and for being present and civil, best as anyone can when so stressed. the older he's gotten, the more he can respect how hard that can be to maintain.]