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Post by Deleted on Jan 11, 2015 16:36:48 GMT
04:51 Shadow Sanctum September 23rd 2017
In the hallway that lead down towards the living quarters, in a split second appeared a pink flash followed by a small amount of pink smoke-like dust would occur as one of the newest recruits of the Shadow Squad appeared; Safira. Whilst it was late, it wasn’t at all odd for the assassin to be still awake and roaming around at this hour of the morning. The other members of the Shadow Squad perhaps had something of a less hectic schedule, for if Safira was not busy with a Shadow Squad task then she was out doing the bidding of the League of Shadows.
Such was the case tonight, as one would be able to tell by the appearance of the assassin. She appeared geared up, hooded. In one hand she held her bow, whilst the quiver on her back had just the one lonely arrow left – the rest left in the body of whoever she had been instructed to hunt down prior to arrival. The Sanctum was dark though, no lights were on as the members of the squad who reside within the Sanctum were most likely asleep, or otherwise occupied elsewhere.
Safira took a few moments to analyse her surroundings, and well. It was quite evident that the Light spared no expense on this place. Safira would then proceed down the hallway and move into the lounge area. As she entered, Safira flicked the light switch on and the room was flooded with light in a split second. Safira moved over towards one of the chairs in the lounge, and would throw down her bow – quickly followed by the quiver and the balaclava she wore as well. Alas Safira’s face could be seen, and her mood was hard to tell. A fatigued look about her, Safira wasn’t able to rest just yet. As Safira walked towards the doorway, she let down her hood and brushed out her dark brown hair behind her shoulders as she headed out into the hallway, towards the kitchen to grab something to drink. Hmm.
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Post by Jinx on Jan 20, 2015 3:31:27 GMT
Twilight is the illumination of the Earth's lower atmosphere. It is when the Sun itself is not directly visible because it sits below the horizon. It is at this time that dark magic flourishes, that moment before the sunlight touches the earth and certain spells were at their most potent. This was the time the young magic user was experimenting. Twisting the energies to her will in practice for more grander scale spells.
Within her hand once more lay an open book; a large and gnarled leather bound thing that looked as old as time. The vellum of the pages seemed heavy and coloured with age; not the usual pages the way it flapped when turned seemed to move differently seeming less papery. There were whispers it was some kind of hide or skin but Jinx never answered them either way as to the make of her grimoire's pages. She wasn't overly concerned with the medium so much as the message within nor did she care what others thought of the creepy nature of her or the book. It acted as a deterrent most times preventing people from approaching her, after all who would want to talk to the 'Creepy Dark Girl' with the Grimoire made apparently of some dead thing's hide? Oh if they only knew what it was really made out of, but it was neither here nor there now.
She was working on a spell with when it was one of her wards were disturbed; subtle and undetectable unless one had a sensitivity to wards. As soon as the seal was broken she felt it upon her skin, like the prickles of ice on skin. Someone was in the mansion, someone as of yet unknown, at least to the young magician who left wards upon the grounds to warn in case of intrusion and such was the case now. And so it was she slunk into the shadows and headed down the corridors to the disturbed ward, crouched upon the broken seal a foot print materialized with a wave of her hand; the foot that broke the seal.
Jinx followed the trail into the lounge wherein she found weaponry and a mask shed and set aside. There was a sound further down a rustling of sorts she moved towards the sounds her fingers crackling with dark energy. The lights flickered in the room where Safira was, a soft distended voice speaking.
"To kill... A slice of a blade...An pierce of an arrow's head... An unstopable disease. There are many ways and methods." the young magician said as she twirled the assassins lone arrow in one hand while violet electric energies played on her other. "But to kill without killing though, is more difficult a feat..." The young Magician with pink hair and violet eyes stared down at the stranger before her.
Cryptic as her words were they belied an underlying threat. "There are no guests welcome within these dark halls only those that belong...to the light."
She warned.
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Post by Deleted on Jan 20, 2015 19:52:30 GMT
The kitchen quarters would be where Jinx had stumbled across the League Assassin. The fridge door was held open wide, as Safira leaned in somewhat to gaze at the fridges inner contents. It was quite full really, filled with all types of food and some meals already made that had small notes upon them to state who it was that they belonged to. It was the drinks that Safira was more interested in; alcohol, juice, milk – there was something for everyone.
Jinx’s voice caught Safira off guard a little, she didn’t jump, but it was certainly not expected. A smile grew across the face of Safira as Jinx spoke, quickly realising that whoever it was behind her was misinformed, thus fun could be had here. Safira would grab the carton of milk, opening the top as she turned around to lay eyes on her accuser. She seemed… odd. ”Does this smell off to you? Hmm”. Safira would say having had a slight sniff of the carton of milk before holding it out for Jinx to sniff. Clearly, she was in no rush to respond to the accusation just yet.
”Ehh, I’ll go with something else”. Safira said, flashing a smile at Jinx before turning around again and placing the carton of milk back in its spot. ”Hmmmm”. Now came the difficult decision of deciding what to go with next. ”You can put the arrow down, I’m not an enemy”. Safira would add, trying to converse as she continued her search through the fridge. At last Safira elected to go with orange juice. She grabbed the juice carton and stood up straight, closing the door as she turned around. Initially she shook the carton, and from the sound of things there didn’t appear to be much left, but there was enough. Safira moved towards one of the counters and sat back against it. ”Unless of course you want to piss off the ‘Demon Head’”. Safira would say before drinking straight from the carton, only a small sip, as she then smiled brightly towards Jinx – almost in a joking like manner.
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Post by Jinx on Feb 5, 2015 5:40:28 GMT
Jinx watched as the young woman grabbed a carton of milk, opened the top as she turned around to lay eyes on her then spoke.
”Does this smell off to you? Hmm” the stranger said causing Jinx to smile knowingly as the other had a slight sniff of the carton of milk before holding it out for Jinx. The young sorceress smiled a malevolent smile.
"It should, there's guano in it." she stated matter of factly. The owner of that carton had previously tried to steal her book in jest and well Jinx didn't appreciate the humor, in fact some said she didn't really have a sense of humor. The young magic wielder would argue the fact or actually no, she wouldn't; she didn't care.
”Ehh, I’ll go with something else”. Safira said, flashing a smile at Jinx who did not return the smile but rather simply watched the young woman as she turned around again and placed the carton of milk back in its spot.
"Wise decision."
”Hmmm." the other had said as she seemingly looked for something else to drink. ”You can put the arrow down, I’m not an enemy”. Safira would add, trying to converse as she continued her search through the fridge.
With a sly smile Jinx watched as the other grabbed the juice carton and stood up straight, closing the door as she turned around shaking the carton, and from the sound of things there didn’t appear to be much left, but there was apparently enough for the young woman as she moved towards one of the counters and sat back against it. ”Unless of course you want to piss off the ‘Demon Head’”
"Demon Head?...really?" Jinx's face contorted into a scrunched up 'seriously?' look of disbelief. Though it quickly changed to a wily smile and a glint of mischief in her eyes she whispered foreign sounding words at the arrow her fingers briefly crackled in pink/purple light as she threw it onto the counter before her, the arrow striking the surface and instantly flopping into the form of a slithering black snake.
"You are a strange one." Jinx said matter of factly.
There was irony in that statement considering who was the one making said observation.
==== OOC: Sorry, my post is 'meh'...I am having a hard time getting into Jinx's head space for posting tonight.
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Post by Deleted on Feb 6, 2015 11:27:02 GMT
Safira’s eyes followed the arrow, drawn to it by the allure of sorcery. It was ever so present, the crackle of magic as Jinx held the arrow. Safira looked on, placing the carton down on the counter beside her as she watched the arrow be flung down onto the countertop as well. It seemed instantaneous, as the arrow changed shape, adopting the look of a snake.
‘You are a strange one.’
”Says the girl who just turned an arrow into a snake…”. Safira would say in response to Jinx, a faint chuckle following on. If this was some form of an intimidation technique, it didn’t particularly work. Snakes were nothing to be fearful of. In fact, they had a certain level of elegance about them, with the way they moved, the way they killed. It was a creature that Safira could only admire, not fear. Safira would move her hand toward the Snake, reaching to touch it. But upon contact, the snake disappeared – an apparition, nothing else. ”Best party trick I’ve ever seen”. She added. It really was rather impressive. Picking up the carton of juice once more, Safira gave it another little shake. It appeared empty, or near enough. A simple throw of the carton would see it land within the bin. ‘Yes!’ – Safira muttered under her breath, a small feeling of accomplishment having been so precise. ”I suppose I better explain why I am here, right?”. Safira would push herself off from the counter, and took a step closer towards Jinx as she appeared ready for the customary introductions.
”Safira – League of Shadows member, servant of the Demon…”. Everything was pretty self-explanatory, and Safira held out hope that Jinx could piece together the puzzle herself. Of course from the mere reference towards Ra’s Al Ghul, a member of the Squad should be able to realize that Safira is very much friend, and not foe. The assassin would extent her hand forward, offering Jinx a handshake. ”And your newest teammate”. Safira would add with a smile, hoping that her hand would not soon become a snake as well.
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Post by Jinx on Feb 10, 2015 5:03:26 GMT
”Says the girl who just turned an arrow into a snake…”. Safira would say in response to Jinx, a faint chuckle following on.
"What's so strange about that?" Jinx replied with a sly smile. She watched as the young woman eyed the snake, with not fear but rather admiration perhaps? Jinx continued to watch as the stranger moved to touch the snake and upon contact the illusion disappeared leaving only the arrow in its original form on the counter.
”Best party trick I’ve ever seen” the stranger added.
"You should have been here for the small fire drake." Jinx smirked. "There was no illusion with the fire it spit."
”I suppose I better explain why I am here, right?”
"It'd be wise."
Jinx watched as the stranger pushed herself off from the counter, and took a step closer towards her. Her violet eyes watchful as the young woman appeared ready herself for the customary introductions.
”Safira – League of Shadows member, servant of the Demon…And your newest teammate”. Safira extended her hand at Jinx and smiled.
Jinx made another funny face, scrunching it in a strange and contorted way for a fraction of a moment and then relaxed to her usual state of aloofness.
"He's not a Demon." she said simply as she looked at the young woman's extended hand. "The League of Shadows huh?" another smirk and an appraising look.
Jinx gauged it for a moment skeptically. People never liked to shake her hand or want anything to do with her so the action was a little 'off' for her. She eyed the hand cautiously and before offering one of her own only, she muttered a soft word in an archaic tongue and her hand started to emit small tendrils of light purple arcs rippling through it.
It was a bounce back spell, similar to her jinx factor. Essentially if ill intent was meant and any harm should befall Jinx from the handshake, her aggressor would find themselves at the receiving end of said attempt as it would bounce back from Jinx back onto the instigator . However there would be no ill effects should it turn out to be a simple handshake.
Regardless of whether Safira accepts the hand or not, Jinx would still say:
"We already have an assassin..." Jinx stated matter of factly. "What can you do that's so special?"
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Post by Deleted on Feb 10, 2015 16:30:30 GMT
Safira’s eyes widened ever so slightly as she peered down towards the hand of Jinx. Jinx didn’t exactly do much to hide the sorcery, it was rather obvious. Yet despite the small light purple tendrils, Safira decided to show no fear. They were teammates, or at least they were supposed to be. Trust was needed, and while Safira’s head told her not to, she still reached out to shake the hand of Jinx – a normal handshake, no harm involved.
“We already have an assassin…”
That… was something that Safira had already been made aware of. Something Safira was told almost right away to her by Jager before her ‘test’ to get in. It was great, really. The role of ‘Token Assassin’ wasn’t one that Safira was at all familiar with.
“What can you do that’s so special?”
This seemed to be nearly routine now. No matter the member of the team, they all were eager to know one thing; what can you do? It was as clear as day by now that each person had their own party trick which they brought to the table. No doubt, Jinx’s was sorcery, or acting odd – hard to tell. It did bring a smile to Safira’s face, an invitation to show off. ”You’ve got your tricks…”. Then in an instant, Safira disappeared in a puff of pinkly colored smoke. It was as though she vanished from existence, though that was not the case. In fact, she had reappeared a moment later, behind Jinx - who Safira would now lean towards, to whisper in Jinx’s ear. ”I’ve got mine”. Safira would then stand up straight, a smirk appearing across her face as she crossed her arms, folding them across her chest. ”There’s more to it, of course. But you look like a smart girl, I’m sure you’ve caught on”. Teleportation – what more needs to be said? It was likely something Jinx had encountered before, probably has a spell for it even.
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Post by Jinx on Feb 20, 2015 3:13:09 GMT
”You’ve got your tricks…” Safira had said and then in an instant, she disappeared in a puff of pinkly colored smoke.
Jinx blinked at the sudden disappearance of the young woman. It was as though she vanished from sight though and instinctively Jinx motioned with the arrow as it went sailing the direction of where the girl once stood. The arrow settled with a 'THUNK!' as it proved to go through air and strike the wall telling Jinx that the other girl didn't just go invisible; she was literally gone.
Her mind raced that fraction of a moment considering a locator spell and the trouble she'd be in if that girl wasn't really who she said she was and not a welcome guest. Then just as quickly though, she had reappeared a moment later, behind Jinx only knew it to be the case as the young woman's voice whispered into her ear. ”I’ve got mine”.
Violet eyes widened and her body stiffened at being snuck up on. Easily that could have been the killing blow. The fact that it wasn't told her something, and also reminded her to keep a better guard up. The magic user turned her attention back around to Safira with an appreciative smirk matching the assassin's as Safiras she crossed her arms, folding them across her chest.
”There’s more to it, of course. But you look like a smart girl, I’m sure you’ve caught on”
"Clever." the pink haired witch said with a smile.
"A nightmare without a vanishing point visits from the abyss of darkness..." Then a Cheshire smile creased her lips. "I can see now why you would interest them."
There was a crackle of energy that arced and snaked her fingers once more. "Do you like games?"
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Post by Deleted on Feb 20, 2015 10:06:39 GMT
”Clever.’
For a moment there did the League Assassin feel pretty smug about herself having crept up on Jinx – there was nothing quite like catching a magic user off guard. And while it may not have been quite as impressive or lacking in the flair that Jinx’s magic had. It did prove to be a perfect sneak peak at what Safira was capable of, and clearly showed just how dangerous it could be with an assassin being the one to use it. There was plenty of time there for Safira to take advantage of, to land that killing blow. It can be a dangerous game leaving yourself so open to attack, something that all those who shared a similar disposition to the Light had to be more aware of. One blip in focus can be costly.
But then the oddness of Jinx just had to kick in again. It appeared the snake wasn’t nearly enough, and that what was needed was for Jinx to offer up a few words, followed by more that were certainly much more reassuring. It was nice to know when you had impressed someone, or at least made them take note of why you belong.
”It tends to be more useful than turning inanimate objects into snakes”. Safira said in reply, a playful smile having appeared across her face as she stood before Jinx. ”Ummm, it depends…”. Safira would say as she averted her gaze from the magic crackling about Jinx’s fingers to look towards the young witch. ”…on the game”. Safira added. Partly due to the use of magic, and partly due to the rather creepy aura Jinx had about her made Safira a little wary of what a game may entail. She figured that Jinx didn’t mean Strip Poker, or Tag. It was most likely something to do with magic and that always requires caution. ”What do you have in mind?”. Said with some reluctance, the League had taught her to be extra vigilant when it comes to unfamiliar magic.
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Post by Jinx on Mar 1, 2015 16:50:58 GMT
”It tends to be more useful than turning inanimate objects into snakes”. Safira said in reply.
"If you say so." Jinx's lips creased into a malevolent smile. Her hand raised towards the impaled arrow and it returned to her hand the crackle of violet and pink magic ran through her fingers and down the arrow until it changed once again to a snake and it coiled itself around her wrist and hand as it stuck out its tongue as if to sense the air around it. Jinx stuck out her tongue at the snake in a similar manner at the thing as she looked at its beady little eyes, and asked if Safira liked playing games; a sly smile creasing her lips when she asked.
”Ummm, it depends…”. Safira said as she averted her gaze from the magic crackling about Jinx’s fingers rising to arc and snake about her hand. Jinx looked at her counterpart when her eyes fell upon her as if to ask 'what?' when Safira looked towards the young witch.
"Upon what?" Jinx asked as she continued to play with the black snake in her hand even as the other hand crackled with magical energy. She looked up briefly at the assassin, curious that she didn't just answer like most did and jump at the chance of a 'game'. This one was a cautious one.
”…on the game...What do you have in mind?”. Safira had said with some reluctance. The slight hesitation was noticed.
The young magic user picking up on the other girl's reluctance and smirked. "I thought you said you served the Demon's Head and the offer of a game makes you uneasy?"
She let down the snake as it uncoiled in her hand and slithered on the floor towards the shadows. The young woman smirked and walked around the small island gathering a small bowl and a knife. "It's just a game..." she had said when a sudden and sharp squeak was heard in the corner hidden in shadow. With a sly smile Jinx walked around the small island once again and crouched down curiously as she picked up the now straight and hardened shaft of Safira's arrow she transformed earlier into a snake, the arrow now impaled a rodent. "This will do..."
She walked over again to the empty bowl and hung the dead thing upside down to allow some of the blood to drip into it. its thick ichors slowly dropping into the pristine bowl. Looking back up at Safira Jinx arched a brow at the assassin as if still waiting upon the answer she asked earlier.
"It's just a little game..." she said and for the first time the girl looked innocent as if that's all it really was, only her face then shifted to a sly edge just as quickly. "Don't tell me you're scared?"
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Post by Deleted on Mar 2, 2015 22:03:16 GMT
Safira stood and watched as Jinx released the snake onto the floor of the kitchen. Paying no mind towards the witch, her focus remained fixed upon the snake as it slithered its way across the cold tiles of the kitchen floor. In a few mere seconds did it disappear out of sight, consumed by the shadows in one corner of the room. A sudden, yet sharp shriek could be heard. It was hard not to yet the imagination wander a bit when there was magic in play here. Fortunately, it wasn’t left a surprise. For Jinx went on to reveal where the shriek had come from, revealing a small rodent - now dead, impaled by the arrow.
”Don’t tell me you’re scared?”
And there it was - a silly notion that matched the unorthodox antics of the pink haired witch. There was little to no room for fear within an assassin’s psyche, as fear only served to be a source of weakness. Safira was not afraid, not by a long shot. ”I’m not scared, okay?”. Safira would say back quickly in response, wanting to crush any further thoughts on the subject. ”I’m just… cautious”. She added. Magic was very much an unknown entity, at least to the mass majority. That didn’t make it something to fear, but to be aware of. Magic could do many a thing, for good or for worse.
”Call me old fashioned, but. I… like my arrows just the way they are; inanimate, and without fangs”. Safira would say as a faint smirk appeared spread across her face. Her eyes were drawn to the bowl, the bowl that was collecting the crimson red blood of the dead rodent. Safira couldn’t help but turn to look at Jinx, an eyebrow raised. ”You know most games don’t start with a dead rat, right?”. Jinx seemed just about odd enough to not be aware of that. ”We need to get you out more”. Safira muttered under her breath, though she didn’t much care if Jinx was to pick up on it. A trip out would do the witch a world of good, though getting one or two others to tag along may help halt any further snake summoning.
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Post by Jinx on Apr 12, 2015 3:11:04 GMT
”I’m not scared, okay?”. Safira would say back quickly in response, wanting to crush any further thoughts on the subject.
"Ok." the young mage replied in a nonchalant manner even if she did quirk her one brow at the assassin for her rather quick response back. Of course there could be something said about not having any hesitation.
”I’m just… cautious” The assassin added.
"Semantics." Jinx shrugged indifferently as she started to work on something utilizing a mortar and pestle; adding things into the bowl and crushing it with the small stone like handle. "but ok."
She hung the dead thing upside down to allow some of the blood to drip into it. its thick ichors slowly dropping into the pristine bowl. Looking back up at Safira Jinx arched a brow at the assassin when she spoke next.
”Call me old fashioned, but. I… like my arrows just the way they are; inanimate, and without fangs”.
"Now where's the fun in that?" Jinx asked as if legitimately not understanding how the other person would not want such a mundane thing. Her smirk creeped to an amused smile when she noted Safira's eyes drawn to the bowl, the bowl that was collecting the crimson red blood of the dead rodent.
Safira couldn’t help but turn to look at Jinx, an eyebrow raised. ”You know most games don’t start with a dead rat, right?”
"That's why those games aren't all that fun." she stated matter of factly as if that was some universal truth. She continued to work dripping the last of the animal blood into the mortar and pestle then snapped her fingers to cause a small spark that she flicked into the stone bowl which caused a bit of purple flash and light lavender smoke to puff briefly before she started pressing and mixing the dark red ichor into a paste like substance. She sniffed at the contents of the bowl, "Smells almost like guano now." she held the bowl out for the assassin to sniff. "Smell..."
”We need to get you out more”. Safira muttered under her breath.
"Everyone says that but the places they take me to are boring and the games even more lame." Jinx made a face that actually made her look all of 13 as she half stuck out her tongue to loll in that so bored its killing me look.
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Post by Deleted on Apr 12, 2015 10:27:43 GMT
”No need”. Safira said in response as she lightly batted the bowl away. ”I can smell it from here”. She added, and it was most certainly not the fondest of smells either. It was however, perfect for a little Shadow Squad prank should the opportunity arise. Pop in to see Rose and get her to taste the vile blend – classic. ”It smells like it looks”. Safira knew full well that Jinx may take that the wrong way. To Safira, it was a disgusting smell. But something about Jinx gave off the vibe that they may not share that opinion. It’s more likely a compliment. Safira would then proceed to take a seat up on a counter nearby. She maintained a bit of distance, wanting no splash from Jinx’s mixing.
“Everyone says that but the places they take me to are boring and games even more lame.”. Jinx made a face that actually made her look all of 13 as she half stuck out her tongue to loll in that so bored its killing me look.
”Let me guess… they drag you off to some bar or club, right? Or a party”. Safira said in reply, sounding as though she herself was speaking from experience. ”Somewhere public, with lots of people. Where you have to be on your best behaviour”. It was very much like being in the presence of a member of the Light. There was no room to be you or misbehave. It was all very strict. ”And… that of course means you have to put the brakes on your powers”. Safira added. It was clear to see that this was more a problem for some more than others. In this case, Safira reckoned Jinx wasn’t too fond of turning the ‘safety’ on for her powers. ”Or… you know, the whole ‘being a bit odd’ act you got going on”. She said with a faint smirk appearing across her face, looking over at Jinx. ”I’ve had that to”.
”But I’m not talking about somewhere like that. I mean more… atop a snowy mountain, on the sandy shore of a beach of some tiny island somewhere”. It was like reading right off of a travel brochure. ”Somewhere to just, express yourself, your powers… have fun, free from rules and consequences”. It was quite the paradise that Safira had painted. Her own personal reasoning for signing up with the Shadow Squad was to spend time away from the League. Where she didn’t need to be a soldier all the time, where Safira could be herself, more. ”Ever been dragged somewhere to just, cut loose?”. There were plenty of occasions in which Safira needed to let loose and spend time away from the League of Shadows. It’s a strict regime, an exhausting one without a break. You can’t chill out with Ra’s Al Ghul looming about.
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Post by Jinx on Apr 20, 2015 7:31:45 GMT
"No need”. Safira said in response to Jinx's request to sniff the bowl. The assassin lightly batted the object away. ”I can smell it from here”. She added, looking rather disgusted at the pungent ordor. ”It smells like it looks”
Jinx simply shrugged and took the bowl back and continued to finish up with the concoction as Safira proceeded to take a seat up on a counter nearby though Jinx noticed the assassin maintained a bit of distance, no doubt to avoid the smell if not the potential splash back from her mixing. Then came the young mage's confession about being taken to places lame and boring by others in an effort to 'educate her' on the world.
“Everyone says that but the places they take me to are boring and games even more lame.” Jinx made a face that actually made her look all of 13 as she half stuck out her tongue to loll in that so bored its killing me look.
”Let me guess… they drag you off to some bar or club, right? Or a party”. Safira said in reply, sounding as though she herself was speaking from experience and causing the young magic wielder to look up at the young woman and for the first time looked up at her with a keen sense of interest as if suddenly noticing the young woman for the first time.
Jinx nodded.
”Somewhere public, with lots of people. Where you have to be on your best behavior”
Another small but wordless nod.
”And… that of course means you have to put the brakes on your powers”. Safira added.
Another nod ensued. Jinx wasn’t too fond of turning the ‘safety’ or dialing down her powers and some of it she couldn't control like the bits of precog she got that caused her to talk in fragmented words as the short visions assaulted her at the most inconvenient of moments at times.
”Or… you know, the whole ‘being a bit odd’ act you got going on”
"What act?" Jinx asked innocently, truly not knowing what the girl meant. She was totally normal, it was the other people that were strange and acted more like cattle than sentient individual beings.
”I’ve had that to” Safira admitted
"That's because people are sheep." Jinx replied even if her answer to the assassin probably made no sense unless you read into the young mage's mind and followed her thoughts. "They don't want to upset the herd"
Jinx then made a sound reminiscent of a sheep bahing to make a point of her tedium at the common folk and their supposed preoccupation of 'fun' and 'getting out'. There wasn't really any real freedom in that.
”But I’m not talking about somewhere like that. I mean more… atop a snowy mountain, on the sandy shore of a beach of some tiny island somewhere” Safira said as if reading right off of a travel brochure.
"Yes." Jinx replied softly stopping her mixing for a moment as her lips curled into the slightest hint of a smile.
”Somewhere to just, express yourself, your powers… have fun, free from rules and consequences”
"Yes." she said a bit louder this time and adding a nod to her one word response. It was quite the paradise Safira had painted and yet it was exactly that. The place in question coming to Jinx's mind and was the perfect segue to the game earlier she was suggesting.
”Ever been dragged somewhere to just, cut loose?”
"Have you?" Jinx asked turning the words back on the assassin. Her small smile curling to a larger impish and devilish one making one wonder if the set up for this little jaunt was made by the assassin or played by the mage. "Ever been to Bana-Mighdall?"
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Post by Deleted on Apr 22, 2015 9:49:31 GMT
”Have you?”. Jinx asked turning the words back on the assassin. Her small smile curling to a larger impish and devilish one making one wonder if the set up for this little jaunt was made by the assassin or played by the mage.
”Of course”. Safira said back in response. One of the more recent incidents would of course be the initial meeting with Jager to join the Shadow Squad. A Vegas casino? Come on! That blows.Then came up the mention of a place that Jinx referred to as; Bana-Mighdall. Safira had been to many places the World over, as one would with a career like hers and a power to match it. But not once had she been to this Bana-Mighdall, or heard of it even. ”Never heard of it…”.
”You from there? What’s it like?”. Safira would add. It was only a guess about Jinx being from there. Even so, it seemed like they were beginning to learn a few things about one another… sort of. That’s what the Light needs; team bonding. OOC: Sorry about the rather lame reply :/
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