"Neither will I, Pops."

"Okay, okay, I'll be more careful!" Her expression softens enough, only for him and certain others. Because that's her father. "I promise," she mentions with a nod.

She's laughing and covering her mouth with her hand to hide the maniacal giggles that's she's soon turned herself into. "What can I say? Sorry!"

"Same. You're my Father and you're stuck with me whether you like it or not."

That simple act, albeit, made her genuinely happy and smile deep down. She slowed down so miniscule you'd have to be looking to see it. "I'm not gonna leave you behind. I'd never.."

"Unfortunately." She replies grumbling but once she's down she takes a few steps more back and brings her hands up and out in front of her. Taking in the view. Whelp! It works for her! "That's why we have each other. We'd [NEVER] betray each other."

"Tch, you're not THAT old, but I will [try] to be more gentle." Now less talky and more moving!

"I will. Pfft—— it wouldn't be THAT bad but it WOULD look weak, like, super weak. The last thing we need is everyone coming out of the woodwork to overthrow us."

(Grumbles) Tired of being sick.. damnit..

“ɪ ᴀᴍ ᴀ ᴅᴇᴄᴏʀᴀᴛᴇᴅ ᴏғғɪᴄᴇʀ, ʟᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ ᴏғ ʜᴏᴜsᴇ ᴋɪʀᴀᴍᴍᴀɴ. ᴀᴅᴅʀᴇss ᴍᴇ ᴡɪᴛʜ ʀᴇsᴘᴇᴄᴛ ᴏʀ ᴋᴇᴇᴘ ʏᴏᴜʀ ᴍᴏᴜᴛʜ sʜᴜᴛ” ~ ᴄᴀɪᴛʟʏɴ ᴋɪʀᴀᴍᴍᴀɴ ~ ᴀʀᴄᴀɴᴇ ᴠᴇʀsᴇ ~ ʟᴇsʙɪᴀɴ ~ sʜɪᴘs ᴡɪᴛʜ ᴄʜᴇᴍɪsᴛʀʏ ~ ᴄʀᴏssᴏᴠᴇʀ ғʀɪᴇɴᴅʟʏ ʀᴇᴘᴏsᴛs ᴀɴᴅ ʟɪᴋᴇs ᴀʀᴇ ᴀᴘᴘʀᴇᴄɪᴀᴛᴇᴅ

Breakfast! Just don’t look in the kitchen.

“I didn’t want you to hate me, now you hate me more then I could’ve ever assumed”

Well /someone’s/ got to keep this place alive and buzzing! Oooo—! Spill it, sis, what have you been up to that’s made you sooo busy?

Oh you know the same ole stuff I always do. Cause chaos, blow some stuff up, paint all over the inside of Silco’s office because I’m bored out of my mind.

𝑭𝒐𝒓𝒈𝒆𝒅 𝒊𝒏 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒔𝒉𝒂𝒅𝒐𝒘𝒔 𝒕𝒐 𝒃𝒆𝒄𝒐𝒎𝒆 𝑮𝒐𝒕𝒉𝒂𝒎'𝒔 𝒔𝒖𝒏𝒍𝒊𝒈𝒉𝒕 ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ --- ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ The Signal, Duke Thomas

Peeking her head out from around a nearby corner. Geez, where’s the funeral? It’s so quiet—

𝑩𝒍𝒊𝒏𝒅 𝒃𝒂𝒏𝒅𝒊𝒕 𝒃𝒓𝒂𝒘𝒍𝒆𝒓 𝒐𝒇 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒖𝒏𝒅𝒆𝒓𝒈𝒓𝒐𝒖𝒏𝒅

What better way to start a new day than with waffles. She needs the energy to bring about chaos after all.

She's heeeere~!

( POP! ) A mural is in order perhaps? Hm. She’ll be standing before the empty wall with one hand on her hip and the other shaking the can of spray paint slowly.

Why thank you!

Your snake loving, paint splattering menace has officially returned~!

Jinx is standing in the middle of absolute /carnage/. Colored smoke everywhere. Paint on her cheeks. Shattered glass all on the floor. She got a little too enthusiastic with her latest tank upgrade for her snakes.

𝒈𝒘𝒆𝒏𝒅𝒐𝒍𝒏𝒚 𝒎𝒂𝒙𝒊𝒏𝒆 𝒔𝒕𝒂𝒄𝒆𝒚 📌🐾

Happy Father’s Day to the /greatest/ okayest Dad’s in the world! ( POP! )

Left a plate of breakfast foods out. ( P L O P! ) Sitting down to nibble on her own little plate.

Jinx follows and sits on the couch. It takes her a few minutes until she’s relaxed and she’s grinning. Inside is a beautiful silver chain, thin and delicate with a gorgeous painter hanging from it. It sparkled in the light and had real gems that she stole from… well… people who didn’t need them —

“Huh..? Oh! I got cut up a bit running from Enforcers. I’m okay though, really. I’m sorry I haven’t been around.” She cradles the box with one arm and uses the free hand to run the top of her own arm. “I got something for you though!” She holds the box out towards the panther Vastaya with a smile.

@pantherfromzaun.bsky.social: It’d been a few days since Jinx had been home. She played with her fingers as she stood at the front door. She took a deep breath before slowly opening it and coming inside. “Mom…?” She called out softly, meekly even. She had a few scratches and bruises from being —