pow ur dead now

✘✘ // well ain't that philosophical ?? there was no need , no purpose to her chaos aside from a bleary warning to stay clear . its ostentatiousness was a deterrent for anything and anyone decent .

" oooooh , are you an annoying piece of shit too ?? good thing the old gods are all dead . " jinx sneered .

there were pockets who mouthed off , claiming her to be a second coming sent to save the undercity . yeah right bucko , and if she was ( which she wasn't ) she'd abandon them too !!

... if it was juice, she wanted it was juice she would get. With a silent step, he glided towards a cabinet of various fruity remains to concoct what may perhaps calm the wild thing. If they had been in Asgard, her age would not be much of a question to him. ( Thor had begun alcoholic consumption far younger than she appeared to be. ) However, he had to acquire a "license" for this job that was not to be tested.

The glass thumped onto the table in front of her, an umbrella upon the corner of the glass that shielded a bright red cherry in the center. It was indeed juice. Primarily Strawberry with swirls of lemon, but not a single drop of drink.

✘✘ // " i won't say i didn't warn ya' . "

yeah . . . but she was expecting something a little less fancy , but who was she to turn down a free shank ?? pulling the umbrella from the lemon wedge , jinks wielded the sharp edge , poking it into the air whilst nestled between her fingers like another vice .

" sooooooooooo , is this the part of the show where i start dumping all my childhood trauma on the bartender as you pretend you give half a shit , or do we just skip to getting kicked out for kicking the ass of one of your regulars that leaves mediocre-but-consistent tips ?? "

poke - poke ; jinx's eyes slim , catching aim between the barkeep's eyes like an imaginary target . don't give her sharp objects . not like she was going to do anything . . . but accidents happen .

and then it was just a kid. Kidding, as the lady puts it. "You SCARED me!" She knows what that means at least and hence the little laugh.

✘✘ // " hit anything enough times and it'll dent eventually . " simple . maybe it was less-so the paint's doing ( persistence could be a bitch ) . but seeing all the colors dripping down , mixing into a glob of thick , splattered paint that gooped up was pretty satisfyingly messy . it was just interesting to look at .

but that didn't really matter .

Oh wow. Whoever this girl was, she was able to push his buttons. Not exactly in the ways that Vash could, but in new found, even more annoying ways. With an annoyed twitch of his nose, he scoffs and speaks up again.

“ Freaky? Weirdest thing I do is look for bugs and reptiles. And so what if I bake! Pinstripes?! Yer just runnin yer mouth. “

He’d taken to baking since…well, back at home. Though he rarely had time for it. But now, in a place like this? Where he could settle down? It may not be everyone’s first choice, but he’d taken quite a love for the ‘domestic’ life now that he was afforded it.

“ . . . Fine. I’ll give ya some. “

✘✘ // oh shit . that was too easy . he bends to her will a little too quickly . . . which makes it seem like maybe he'd actually believed her . the idiot . as if jinx could make jack shit in the kitchen that wasn't erring on the side of hazardous .

no , bombs were more her style . jinx was going to make a sick-ass bomb . and this guy was going to be her accomplice !!

" its just different . wasn't expecting it . you think i know many muffin men ?? no way . i only know boogie men . the pinstripes i deal with always made shit like . . . i don't know : drugs . or guns . or guns with drugs . not . . . birthday cakes and chocolate chippers . "

jinx was a product of her environment , and she prefered to just be alone .

Huh. What an unusual question. He was going to play it off, act like he hadn’t even heard it, but as he turned to look at the speaker—

“ Oh, you. “

His eyebrows furrow a pinch.

“ Flour—I ain’t flourless! I bake…occasionally! What the hell do ya need it for anyway? “

✘✘ // " well color me surprised . " and she is , genuinely . he doesn't strike her as the sort . " i thought you were into something a little freakier . you're telling me that you bake bread and cakes and stuff in pinstripes ?? "

although , she had to give it to him : there were some deceptively domestic people out there . not her . but , there were some people who didn't . . . mind rolling dough and greasing pans .

✘✘ // " paint : the forbidden candy . " jinx pulled out a singular pellet of pink paint encased and rolled it between her finger and thumb , marveling at its spherical magnificence : " saw a guy with a raccoon between his tires and he asked for some help , so i thought ' what the hell i've touched worse dead things ' . so i YOINKED that sucker out . guy gave me two cases of these bad boys for it . "

...

...

But Jink is a funny person. She's amusing.

✘✘ // " well , duh you're fucking broke . smelly can't buy soap . " jinx rolled her weight back and forth thrice before coming up with an idea for actual collateral , " but what's a man without a leg ?? someone from . . . bilgewater -- you know : if you know , you know . you probably don't know . bummer . well now you know , so remember . "

but stealing badou's leg would be more mess than anything . she was crazy . . . but she was no sadistic freak . so amputation wasn't entirely on the table ( nor off ) . but what was on the table were --

" i'm shuffling this time . "