★ FEB. (CATCH ALL); oh, i'd burn every river & turn ash to flame to hear your name

[opheliac]

Who: jinx & YOU
When: all of february
Where: all throughout trench
What: things that will happen with her during this month. some will be open & some will be private.
Warnings: jinx suffers from mental illness. such as the following - schizophrenia, hallucinations, PTSD, & separation anxiety. these may or may not happen in this log. BIO, PERMS, & OP-OUT: Here






►TREEHOUSE VISITATION.◄
►THE CLINK N' CLANK.◄

WEEK 1 (02/01 - 02/04)
█ JINX ➜ 02.01 ➜ TDM PROMPT.

WEEK 2 (02/05 - 02/11)
█ JINX ➜ 02.08 ➜ EVENT.

WEEK 3 (02/12 - 02/18)
N/A

WEEK 4 (02/19 - 02/25)
N/A

WEEK 5 (02/26 & 02/28)
N/A

code credit to: thisismanx

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[opheliac]

( luck seems to be on his side as he successfully has a hold on her other wrist. and when that happens, jinx thrashes around to try and pry herself out of his grasp by force.)

Uuughh! Why are you doing this?! — Let me go, lemme alone!!

( she is no shame of bellowing her lungs out to get more sleepers' attentions. or maybe they want to stay clear away from this mess and they should. whenever jinx gets like this (corrupted or not), that's when innocent lives get injured or depart from this earth. )

[fugu]

[ Slowly, heedless of her thrashing and how often her violent acrobatics collide with his body, he lifts her up off the ground, enough her toes would just be skimming the floor. ]

Enough. I will not let you hurt yourself.

[ He wouldn't care if someone else interferes; perhaps they would know better than him how to calm her. All he can do is be stone and void, something for her to beat herself against violently without repercussion. ]

[opheliac]

( there're harsh and loud breaths spewing through her bare teeth -- curling and uncurling her fingers as she attempts to twists her wrists free. nothing seems to be working. the yanks, the lashing, all that it does is have her run out of fuel and ideas. so in seconds time, she is just hanging there and leaving her to glare down at the man before her.

but an impish smile with a sinister giggle that enters through the anger, she bites her bottom lip with a head tilting back. she views the room they are in -- well, as good as she can with her looking through the corner of her eyes. the teen hums an ominous tune to herself before her attention is back on the stranger. )

♪ Fire, fire, started a fire.
First they were loud, but now they're saying quiet. ♪

( how... random. but that is her in a nutshell. an unpredictable sort of mess that keeps everyone on their toes.)

[fugu]

[ Xuan considers this song, like something he would have heard children sing in his village so so long ago... or like the kind of thing creepy little child-ghouls would sing in ghost city, to try and get a shiver down the spine. In both cases, it mostly reminds him of home. ]

Nice song.

[ If he's joking, it's with a straight face. But he can almost feel her anger, the bright red of it like blood in water, blooming. He gives a sharp sniff of his own blood from where she'd caught his face at some point. ]

Tell me you won't hurt yourself anymore, and I'll release you.

[ After all, right now Jinx is the one on her toes. ]

[opheliac]

( she chuckles again at his little "trade off", chewing on her lip some more as if she considering it. the truth is, she isn't really. not too much. )

What's it to you? I don't feel anything. ( the anger is steadily decreasing and now being replaced with full on mischievous demeanor. )

That's the thing when you become mixed with stuff. Something lil' like a cut, a bump, a bullet wound... there's no pain in that.

( a light shrug. )

'Less someone wanna stab me over and over, now that — that I start gettin' the tingles.

[fugu]

Loss of sensation?

[ He knows a little something about that, hands cold as stone around her wrists. ]

I suppose it doesn't matter then. But if you lose control in this city people will try and kill you. That might do more than tingle.

[ Not him, he doesn't give a fuck about hunting beasts. Anyway, having decided she's welcome to embrace her own numbness by shattering her hands on the walls, he lowers her and lets go. ]

[opheliac]

(ah, finally she is freed! to rejoice, she bounces a little in place then rocks back and forth on her heels. the grin, however, doesn't let up much. it's still twisted and eerie. and with her hands intertwine behind her back, jinx cocks her head to the side rather childlike. )

Good. Maybe this place will finally feel like home to me.

(sure, she can kill beasts all day until she's blue in the face (and she has, silly enough. jinx did a played a game to see how many she could evaporate until she needed oxygen.), but seeing smoke and the flames in the night skies from buildings is a pleasure nothing can replicate. the rich aroma of ash and wood is so astonishing. even more so when it's the cause of her little chomper babies. )

[fugu]

Do you come from the kind of place where they try to kill you?

[ Raising an eyebrow, the most expression he's had since she attacked him. Honestly, relatable, he's not exactly well-loved back home himself. ]

[opheliac]

Kill me, get me outta the picture, have "accidents", the works!

(there's a cheery ring to her voice as she says this. at least her mood improved? or maybe her anger is still twisted in somewhere. it's hard to get a read on her sometimes. )

— No one succeeded, though. I'm way too slippery and smart. So, I'd watch my back if I were you. You don't wanna see me cranky.

( hence earlier. the ghostly eye is steadily fading now -- he is able to see somewhat of her pupil. the horn, unforuntely, still stands tall and not budging.)

[fugu]

I'm not interested in hurting you.

[ This strange child. Well — childish teen, but he's old-old. If he'd wanted to fight her there would have been more than just hanging from his iron grip. But he can also understand that he may have damaged her pride; there was a loss of face in it. ]

I'm not really interested in you at all.

[ That's not true, she's captivatingly chaotic like a delinquent ghost of the worst kind, but it's the kind of cruel thing he says. ]

[opheliac]

That makes two of us. And look at that! Few seconds in and we already got somethin' in common.

( jinx takes one step forward with her back straight. despite the height difference, she always tries to appear intimidating. )

Too bad, you're boring to me. That corner over there is still waitin' for ya to not exist. You oughta answer that!!

[fugu]

[ Challenge accepted: Xuan takes a seat instead, levelling their height difference. He's a naturally still person, sits with a straight back and a closed expression, and he never takes his eyes off her or turns his back on this wildcard. Wipes the last of his nosebleed off on the back of his hand.

Then he simply doesn't say anything. Just about a kind of non-existence! As with his resistance to her kicks and struggles he is a brick wall, though she can attack or annoy him if she wants... or just ignore him back until the time is up. ]

[opheliac]

(oh. he... actually did what she said. that is something she didn't expect. people hardly ever listen to her. well. they do now, but not so much back home. so she stands there for possibly a minute or so; dumbfounded.

but then soon after, jinx silently takes the other seat that's vacant for her to sit. so the two of them are now sitting at the table -- silently and looking at each other. and honestly with the way he is staring her down, it sends a weird tickle on the back of her neck. the teen anxiously reaches for her braid and idly tugs it -- gnawing gently on her lip. )

So...

( the word lingers in the fiddly air with her pinks searching around the room. )

What's with the nosebleed thing? Corrupted or somethin'...?

(ask the one who still has a glowy eye and horn. speaking of, her eye is beginning to make the other. )

[fugu]

[ Xuan blinks at her slowly, watching her fidget. ]

I think perhaps you broke it.

[ In the scuffle, trying to free herself. In this place he doesn't heal as well as he once did. Still, it doesn't seem to bother him, much like her own numbness. ]

Though I have been more careless with my blood than I should have been.

[ Always forgetting that there's power and value in it here. And he'd prefer not to become corrupted if it means losing control. ]

[opheliac]

Guess that makes you another face blocker. ( ha. ) — Kiiinda your fault, though. Lesson one: never grab a girl like that. It's bad manners.

( she smiles in more of a cocky way. the nerves are gradually lowering now that they're no longer just... staring in silent. that was a bit too much for her. it's then her omni seems to vibrate and light up in her back pocket.

it breaks her attention away from him as she fishes out the device. there seems to be a message about the stranger. the girl takes a few seconds to read with an addition about how this is a speed dating situation. )

... Speed dating? I didn't sign up for this.

[fugu]

[ Xuan should probably apologize. Unsurprisingly, he doesn't. Instead he just watches her read. ]

Me neither.

[ He's not even sure he understands the concept: dating, yes, but speedily? Perhaps if he just rejects her quickly: ]

You're too young for me.

cw: mental illness/psychosis

[opheliac]

( she scoffs over his statement then rolls her eyes. )

Teh, I gotta a girl, don't worry.

( but it's right after she says this, jinx does a quick yet sharp twitch of her head. it almost lines up as if she just witnessed pain or something extremely loud flew through her ears. and with a brief squinting, her focus is on the left of her -- frowning over at.. ah, well. to xuan, there's nothing to either left or the right of them.

but to the girl, there is something. and to that something, she hisses towards: )

Shaddup. ( she lifts up a hand halfway; trying to take a breather and herself grounded. the next words that leaves her tongue are slow but punctual, too. )

W-We both agreed to do this. We're... — We're still gonna be friends even when we're not together anymore. She promised.

( rightrightrightright. chizuru is way too sweet and innocent to lie. she's been true to her word so far and she has no reason to just up and completely disappear after their test run dating. she likes her, she likes jinx. that aside, she glimpses back to xuan with confidence. )

Anyway, I'm in a committed relationship. And we're doing fine.

[fugu]

[ Xuan looks to where she looked; sees nothing; looks back to Jinx once more. He wonders somewhat dispassionately if, despite her warning, he'll have to try and restrain her frenzy once more. If he can even be bothered. ]

Mm?

[ An eyebrow lifting, and he ventures (perhaps incautiously): ]

And you trust her?

[opheliac]

( her body and heart stiffens then. it should be without question that she trusts chizuru, but... when he asks her this, it's almost implying it should be something she should reconsider? think twice about?

no, no. chizuru is different. she's not like those who had betrayed or lied to her in the past. even silco, who she holds so high up in her world, the more of his absence here... the more she is coming to terms how wrong he was about a lot of things. straightening her back and with her eyes on him, she huffs a breath out of her nostrils before she speaks.)

Yes, I trust her.

[fugu]

[ The stony facade that he's held this whole time cracks just a little, softness in his eyes and a smile quirking up his mouth: ]

That's good.

[ Young love. Foolish, he thinks, but probably for the best that he doesn't say so, given he knows his own bitterness and paranoia is excessive. ]

I'm sure she wouldn't want you to be hurting yourself either.

cw: D/s dynamic innuendo

[opheliac]

( she huffs out a small chuckle with slow shake of her head. )

Aaah, my pet's always worryin' about if I get hurt. It's cute and all, but I'm a weapon. ( a shrug before she clasps her hands behind her head; leaning back.)

— Weapons get ordered to take care of stuff and they get it done. Sometimes it means gettin' a lil' banged up here and there.

( or putting her entire life on a line. as long as the mission gets completed -- drastic or not, that's what's important. )

[fugu]

What sort of weapon?

[ Not sure, in this strange world, how literally he should take her. Possibly he is imagining kind of a Soul Eater situation, here. Of course, he comes from a world where certain technologies have not yet advanced, so he isn't really that experienced with explosives, otherwise his first guess, even after only knowing her this long, would be a bomb. ]

[opheliac]

( and somewhere, my maka muse raises from the dead and then immediately dies because fuck. i rped her for like 6 years, let her die. the girl grins over at his question -- it screams icy and wicked. )

"The Loose Cannon" kind. — The one who can bring down an empire and take whatever I feel like it having. The kind of weapon that just by saying my name will give every lil' kid nightmares. A weapon to where whenever they see me, they don't know what to do. Run? Attack? Surrender?

( a beat. )

But in the end, whatever choice they make... it won't save 'em.

[fugu]

[ Oh, he knows a guy like that. They're almost friends, kind of (Xuan doesn't really do friends.) ]

You'd make a good ghost.

[ Idly approving. Most humans or cultivators or heavenly officials would take that as a curse rather than a compliment, and most of the Westerners here don't seem to properly know what he means, but he still says it.

There's a buzzing noise indicating their time is almost up. He doesn't press the button. She seems calmer now, anyway. ]

[opheliac]

( she doesn't press the button, either. for starters, she hadn't learned a thing about him so far. so she needs to keep this going to have the bare minimum of this stranger. )

Does that mean I can haunt ya then? — Also what's your deal anyway? Tell me about you!