( the more she falls, the more it sinks that she really is done for. and it would be like her "jinx" that she dies right here when she just got silco back. but... this is probably what she deserves. if her and silco can not coexist for whatever reason, she'd take the dive so he could continue on to live peacefully in this new world. after all, she owes him that much for ending his so abruptly. jinx doesn't voice it out to anyone (beyond ange), but living is painful in her opinion. people get hurt, people lie, and there's so much despair and dread lurking in every corner. who would want to live if life is this cruel, especially to her? this curse she carries is proof that she wasn't meant to exist, vi was suppose to have a different sister and yet she came instead. imagine how everyone's life would be if she wasn't around at all. it's with this in mind is why jinx never really fears death like she should, to why she throws herself into dangerous situations without thinking -- because life is heartless and the afterlife must be something so beautiful.
but her approaching the afterlife won't be today as she feels something or someone crashing at her side, a yelp leaks pass her lips due to the impact. what in the world was that?! her mind is still lagging behind, but the roaring of engines sound so familiar though. and whatever or whoever has her, she clings to them in impulse to hold on desperately as they speed off through the trees with monsters yearn for flesh or whatever there is for hunger. but when her mind comes back to speed, when everything stills and calms -- jinx feels herself getting set down and she clumsily tries to balance herself on the board. and that's when she realizes what she is standing on. the hoverboard, ekko's hoverboard. her gaze darts quickly over to him, her eyes large and shines over the boy with his mask. )
( he... he saved her. ekko saved her. but why would he do that? is it because she has the possession of the gemstone and he was concern for that? he did seem so uptight over the fact she wasn't using it the way he wanted her to. but he could had easily shovel in her pockets and then drop her if that was the case. and didn't he hate her guts? that look he gave her with his fist pulled back on the bridge spoke loud and clear.
... but.
her heart is hammering out of her chest and into her ears, suddenly unable to breathe with him being a few inches apart from her. jinx feels she should say something to fill the dead air, but words are running entirely dry. her eyes are too locked onto the mask in which she wishes he or she could remove so... she can see if those brown eyes are looking the same way she is to him. a hand hesitatingly reaches out to him -- not entirely sure why but her body is reacting on its own at this point. her fingers find themselves gripping onto his sleeve, maybe to just hold onto? to keep her balance? to feel... that he's real? who knows, but she doesn't break away the stare she has on his mask. )
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but her approaching the afterlife won't be today as she feels something or someone crashing at her side, a yelp leaks pass her lips due to the impact. what in the world was that?! her mind is still lagging behind, but the roaring of engines sound so familiar though. and whatever or whoever has her, she clings to them in impulse to hold on desperately as they speed off through the trees with monsters yearn for flesh or whatever there is for hunger. but when her mind comes back to speed, when everything stills and calms -- jinx feels herself getting set down and she clumsily tries to balance herself on the board. and that's when she realizes what she is standing on. the hoverboard, ekko's hoverboard. her gaze darts quickly over to him, her eyes large and shines over the boy with his mask. )
( he... he saved her. ekko saved her. but why would he do that? is it because she has the possession of the gemstone and he was concern for that? he did seem so uptight over the fact she wasn't using it the way he wanted her to. but he could had easily shovel in her pockets and then drop her if that was the case. and didn't he hate her guts? that look he gave her with his fist pulled back on the bridge spoke loud and clear.
... but.
her heart is hammering out of her chest and into her ears, suddenly unable to breathe with him being a few inches apart from her. jinx feels she should say something to fill the dead air, but words are running entirely dry. her eyes are too locked onto the mask in which she wishes he or she could remove so... she can see if those brown eyes are looking the same way she is to him. a hand hesitatingly reaches out to him -- not entirely sure why but her body is reacting on its own at this point. her fingers find themselves gripping onto his sleeve, maybe to just hold onto? to keep her balance? to feel... that he's real? who knows, but she doesn't break away the stare she has on his mask. )