( she says matter-of-factly and with a low tone, now waltzing around in the little space that his shield is allowing her to do. )
I wanna use my bullets and my grenades for something bigger. Or if my Pops wants me to put... someone in line, if ya catch my drift.
( jinx stops her little meaningless walk and turns her attention back to quentin, her gaze dancing over him up to his pink locks then down to his feet. her posture becomes a bit tight as she sinks into silence, her pink eyes glow hauntingly against the empty abyss they're in together.
yes, one would think she would scream at him to leave out of her mind, but... curiosity is getting the better of her. because while she previously planned for him to be in her corner in case she gets shanked by someone unknown, this ability he possesses can help her more than she realizes. he can make... all of this stop. give her silence. a peace of mind. something she has been yearning for who knows how many years.
if things get out of control for her, he can come in and take it all away by a single hand flick. so in short, she needs him. but how can she convince a guy like him to just... do this willingly at her beckon call? feeling she is probably standing mutely enough, jinx finally takes a step and a sudden zip (aka like this!) to enter the boy's personal space. so much for thinking she doesn't have any powers, huh? the truth is: she does have a little something. maybe not extraordinary by his standards, but it's something. but now with her leveling very close to him, her fingers intertwine behind her back with a slight cock of her head to the side. )
The name's Jinx. And I'm likin' you. We oughta get to know each other better so we can be friends!
hahahaha
( she says matter-of-factly and with a low tone, now waltzing around in the little space that his shield is allowing her to do. )
I wanna use my bullets and my grenades for something bigger. Or if my Pops wants me to put... someone in line, if ya catch my drift.
( jinx stops her little meaningless walk and turns her attention back to quentin, her gaze dancing over him up to his pink locks then down to his feet. her posture becomes a bit tight as she sinks into silence, her pink eyes glow hauntingly against the empty abyss they're in together.
yes, one would think she would scream at him to leave out of her mind, but... curiosity is getting the better of her. because while she previously planned for him to be in her corner in case she gets shanked by someone unknown, this ability he possesses can help her more than she realizes. he can make... all of this stop. give her silence. a peace of mind. something she has been yearning for who knows how many years.
if things get out of control for her, he can come in and take it all away by a single hand flick. so in short, she needs him. but how can she convince a guy like him to just... do this willingly at her beckon call? feeling she is probably standing mutely enough, jinx finally takes a step and a sudden zip (aka like this!) to enter the boy's personal space. so much for thinking she doesn't have any powers, huh? the truth is: she does have a little something. maybe not extraordinary by his standards, but it's something. but now with her leveling very close to him, her fingers intertwine behind her back with a slight cock of her head to the side. )
The name's Jinx. And I'm likin' you. We oughta get to know each other better so we can be friends!
( is this a trap or no? hard to tell. )