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Dec 10, 2019 5:05 PM
Jinx & Mark in Runeterra
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Jinx yawns and stretches, shivering a little in the cold night air. Maybe one of these nights she should wear more than a bikini top and a pair of leather shorts... Then again, she's already got more than enough weight to carry. 

Brushing blue-dyed hair out of her face, she surveys the vast brass dome of the roof, picking out the faint edges of wires and charges. Her thumb slides across the glass cap of the detonator. Not yet. Tempting, but not yet.

She can't help but smile a little. 

... still, rigging all this up in the cold took a lot out of her. She can take a moment to sit on the roof's edge and look out across the city lights, can't she? She says so, so she can. Don't worry about the night guard, he doesn't patrol this high. Nobody ever looks up, anyway.

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Something drops onto the roof next to her.

It's a girl, young, in strange clothes. She seems totally unaware of her surroundings, whimpering quietly with intense pain, although she is not visibly injured.

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Jinx looks over at the sound, and stares for a long moment. 

"Uh. Are you okay?"

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She's kind of too busy whimpering to notice or respond, but she does not look super okay, no.

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Okay so she needs to get this girl down off the rooftop and to a safe place where she can recover from whatever is making her be in intense pain, and she should probably try to keep her from screaming in the meantime. But she has nothing to stuff in her mouth and anyway that would be too dangerous SO let's just leave quickly.

Walking over, she casually hefts the strange girl onto her shoulder - the one that's not occupied by her rocket launcher.

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The girl is small and light, easily liftable. She's very tense but doesn't actively struggle, just squeezes her eyes shut and makes quiet pained noises.

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Alright then! Pull her Zapper! Hold on to the girl! Stairs! Downdowndowndowndowndown. Night guard still safely out of the way?

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Night guard: still out of the way. Small whimpering girl: still small, still whimpering.

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Downdowndowndowndowndowndown! Out! Into the alley! Down the street! Left, left, right, left, down into the sewers annnnd here's her bolt hole. Anybody following her?

 

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Nobody following her!

Whimpering girl actually managing to look around! Seems confused and frightened by her surroundings!

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Okay, let's put the whimpering girl down on the less-stained futon, because 1: She can't be comfortable up there and 2: it's kind of awkward to talk to her like this. 

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She grits her teeth and stops whimpering, then says something in a totally unfamiliar language, with visible effort.

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"Uh. Hello. I have no idea what you're saying." 

Jinx digs around in one of the piles of books and ammo and random bits of gun: she comes up with a small vial of deeply red fluid, which she offers. 

"Healing potion?"

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...She looks at the healing potion with confusion and mild suspicion, then tries a handful of other languages, none of them recognizable.

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Jinx shakes her head in reply to the various other languages. She scratches her forearm with her nails, then takes a sip of the potion, still showing her forearm. The red welts vanish almost instantly. 

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...okay, she still has no idea what's going on, but that's a strong argument in favour of drinking the mystery liquid! She reaches for it and takes a sip.

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Jinx waits, and arches an eyebrow. "Any help?"

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Well, she does noticeably relax. And half-smiles and hands the vial back to Jinx.

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Jinx smiles, then holds up a hand and darts out of the room. 

(That one fence she knows still has a translation charm in stock, right? She sure hopes so. Stealing one off a noble could take a while.)

If all goes well, she'll be back in five minutes.

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...okay, sure, she'll just. Stay put, then.

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A few minutes later, a rather more dishevelled-looking Jinx appears, a wide smile plastered across her face. She holds up a little silvery charm. "Hey! Can you understand me now?"

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"Yes I can!" she says, looking and sounding much more chipper. "Where am I?"

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"Sweet! I wasn't sure if this thing —" she pings the charm "— was a load of bunk. Welcome to Piltover, most boring city in the world. Excepting yours truly, of course. Feeling better? Healing potion do the trick? I would've given you a more specific remedy but I didn't know if you were cursed or poisoned or sick or what."

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"'Cursed' is probably closest. I just collapse in unbearable pain for no reason sometimes, usually at really inconvenient moments like when I'm about to inexplicably appear in midair in a city I've never heard of. It lasts a few minutes and then lets up and I'm fine until the next time it comes around. Do you know how I got here? Because I definitely don't know how I got here."

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Jinx shrugs, fingers dancing across a shelf of tossed-together glass vials. "I've got no more of a clue than you. As for your curse or whatever — just pain, you said?" 

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"Yeah. I usually don't bother with painkillers, by the time I'm together enough to take something it's not that bad anymore."

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