( she isn't sure what to really text next. vi wanted her to think of their real parents and it appears she got her wish. )
she was pretty. i wish i remember how her meals tasted like or i was old enough to know how to cook. im trying to learn how. i know how to make one dish without burning myself or something.
( which is a big improvement seeing she wasn't allow to in their younger years. but at least it was a little refreshing back then to know mylo's cooking always tasted like garbage. it made her feel just a wee bit better. )
( before she answers, jinx flips on the video part of their conversation. she is dressed more comfortably (like she is ready for bed) with her in a very long pontytail. she flashes a small smile to the camera and wiggles her fingers in a wave. on her neck, there is a faded red mark that once used to be more vibrant. but time as passed, so it's not as glaring. )
( so jinx sets her tablet down for a moment and disappears off screen. it might be questionable what she's doing, until her big sister can hear a door closing. and once that's nice and secured, jinx comes back into camera view and settles back in her sitting spot. this time, she will speak and not text: )
( jinx props her tablet against a wall or... something so she can be a little more hands-free. but really it's for her to throw her arms up with her cheeks twisting pink in a fluster.)
Uuuughhh, yes, okay?! The stupid nerd bug that won't go away no matter how many times I try to squish him. Yes, that guy.
( embarrassed, she tugs her knees close to her chest and hugs them tight and close. and there's something about her pouted lip that's making her appear younger than she actually is. )
I-I mean, I kinda went all in first. But I didn't think he was gonna go along with it. Or for him to act so.... so... gentlemanly about it after.
( so she changes her position again, only this time she is lying on her stomach with her legs kicking behind her (like a typical teen girl fashion). jinx seems to be fiddling something with the tablet, given what a close up she is providing of her bangs and forehead. but after a few seconds, she sends this in text: )
(∩`ω´)⊃))
Ha! There.
( her little sister scoots back a little so vi can have a better view of her face and the rest of her. )
Looks like I got the upper hand now, Fat Hands. ( but it's all fun and games when she sticks her tongue out to the camera. what a cute little brat she is being. )
And! — My future will always be makin' more gadgets and bombs. Now THAT'S the real stuff.
Edited (i like this icon better) 2023-09-15 22:16 (UTC)
Within reason? Oh, c'moooooonnn! Exploding stuff is within reason. Don't you dare say it's not.
( on the brighter side of this, at least she doesn't sound seriously mad or annoying. instead, just behaving like a typical younger bratty sibling who wants to do something that their bigger sibling is telling her not to. )
( she shifts once more time in her position to sit up, because somehow sitting up will make things clearer for some reason. )
You are out there and you're doing your punching, clobbering, and making people's nose bleeds 'cause they got you on your bad side, right? And doing that makes you feel good. Don't lie and say it doesn't because why else do you box on your spare time?
Anyway, you're feeling victorious that you nailed your opponent. It gives you that rush you're always chasing after. The thing that scratches your back. But what if somebody says you can't be your boxer self 'cause it's not within reason?
You'd be sooooooo be pissed about it because you can't just throw a jab whenever you feel like it. Right, right, right, riiiiiiiight ♪?
[:V one of the few moments that Vi hates that Jinx knows her so well.
she's silent for a long time, knowing that her sister had boxed (ha) her into a corner here. as always, she's so much smarter than anybody gives her credit for.]
Yeah, but I'm not out here jabbing innocent people or things. I'm kicking the ass of people who've done shit to me. That's what I'm trying to get at.
Even innocent people need to be taught a lesson once in awhile. Especially towards us girls!
( she flashes her sister a cheesy smile, wiggling in her seat just because. )
What, are you telling me when a guy bumps into ya or steps on your foot and yells out,"Get outta my way, Hussie" — you're not going to him the ol' one-two?
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she was pretty. i wish i remember how her meals tasted like or i was old enough to know how to cook. im trying to learn how. i know how to make one dish without burning myself or something.
( which is a big improvement seeing she wasn't allow to in their younger years. but at least it was a little refreshing back then to know mylo's cooking always tasted like garbage. it made her feel just a wee bit better. )
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even for me... i'm forgetting the little things about her, too. i know i definitely can't cook, though. i always end up cutting or burning myself.
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we really are sisters, huh?
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and the mark on her neck. hey--]
What's that? Is that... is that a hickey??
1/2
2/2
Uh... yeah. What of it?
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Who... gave it to you?
[this is awkward.]
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... Ekko. We, uh. Had... a lot to drink.
( realizing how that sounded, jinx acts quickly: )
W-We didn't do anything!! Just... a lotta kissing. Stuff. Ahem, kissing stuff. Yeaaah...
1/3 i think?
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Well... I mean it could be worse. He's not so bad.
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[this is just wild ok]
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Uuuughhh, yes, okay?! The stupid nerd bug that won't go away no matter how many times I try to squish him. Yes, that guy.
( embarrassed, she tugs her knees close to her chest and hugs them tight and close. and there's something about her pouted lip that's making her appear younger than she actually is. )
I-I mean, I kinda went all in first. But I didn't think he was gonna go along with it. Or for him to act so.... so... gentlemanly about it after.
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well then.]
There's no way you're talking about the same guy, here. Ekko being gentlemanly??
[she keeps echoing all this because it's so out of left field and wild ok]
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( her little sister trails off while taking a lock of her hair to twirl it between her fingertips. )
He let me freshen up at his place, helped me with my hair and we, uh... had breakfast together. That's pretty gentlemanly, right?
( and thinking back on that morning has her pinks twinkle to match her rosey cheeks. jinx bites her lower lip anxiously before clearing her throat. )
But that's no big! 'Cuz it's just a, uh, thing that won't happen again. So! Super donzo.
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Vi grins a little bit at her now.]
Hey, can't argue with that. That's a lot more gentlemanly that I would've pegged him for.
[she pauses, now.]
If it makes you happy, I don't care, you know. I just need you to be safe. If... it comes to that.
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[she's just saying.]
And you say that now... but keep it in mind for the future.
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( so she changes her position again, only this time she is lying on her stomach with her legs kicking behind her (like a typical teen girl fashion). jinx seems to be fiddling something with the tablet, given what a close up she is providing of her bangs and forehead. but after a few seconds, she sends this in text: )
(∩`ω´)⊃))
Ha! There.
( her little sister scoots back a little so vi can have a better view of her face and the rest of her. )
Looks like I got the upper hand now, Fat Hands. ( but it's all fun and games when she sticks her tongue out to the camera. what a cute little brat she is being. )
And! — My future will always be makin' more gadgets and bombs. Now THAT'S the real stuff.
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Good. Whatever makes you happy, sis... within reason.
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( on the brighter side of this, at least she doesn't sound seriously mad or annoying. instead, just behaving like a typical younger bratty sibling who wants to do something that their bigger sibling is telling her not to. )
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[. . .]
Not sure about everything else.
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( she shifts once more time in her position to sit up, because somehow sitting up will make things clearer for some reason. )
You are out there and you're doing your punching, clobbering, and making people's nose bleeds 'cause they got you on your bad side, right? And doing that makes you feel good. Don't lie and say it doesn't because why else do you box on your spare time?
Anyway, you're feeling victorious that you nailed your opponent. It gives you that rush you're always chasing after. The thing that scratches your back. But what if somebody says you can't be your boxer self 'cause it's not within reason?
You'd be sooooooo be pissed about it because you can't just throw a jab whenever you feel like it. Right, right, right, riiiiiiiight ♪?
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she's silent for a long time, knowing that her sister had boxed (ha) her into a corner here. as always, she's so much smarter than anybody gives her credit for.]
Yeah, but I'm not out here jabbing innocent people or things. I'm kicking the ass of people who've done shit to me. That's what I'm trying to get at.
[trying, but failing a little bit.]
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( she flashes her sister a cheesy smile, wiggling in her seat just because. )
What, are you telling me when a guy bumps into ya or steps on your foot and yells out,"Get outta my way, Hussie" — you're not going to him the ol' one-two?
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[their priorities.............. these two...]
You know what I'm talking about.
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