(VIDEO) — UN: BANANA HAMA ➤ OMEN'S POV

[opheliac]

cw: terrorism

(can one even make out what's happening? there's just a lot of frantic movement. there's a point it does stop and one will spot some familiar establishments. it seems this is taking place in WILLFUL MACHINE and whoever is the recorder is up high like on a rooftop of some kind. finally the recorder speaks, it's a (ooc: mugman/cuphead goofy accent) voice no one will recognize except fang or vi since he doesn't usually speak unless needed:)

Oh man, oh man! I only looked away for a few seconds. Where did she go now?

(well to answer this omen's question, there's some shots being fired somewhere in the distance. the omen monkey screeches and back to the frantic running. occasionally in his pants, one can hear him say,"We might have an emergency! Someone might be hurt!" there's a maniac crackling, too. it's echoing in the skies and becomes louder the more this omen is getting closer to the scene. and finally now on ground level, there are trenchies running from the opposite direction from where this omen is sitting -- luckily, they are darting out the way so he won't get trampled over.

and there is jinx with her gun aiming down at the citizen lying there on his back. is there blood? yes, there is. the trenchie is definitely wounded on his shoulder in which he grips over.)

Please, I'm sorry!! I-I didn't mean to pull on your hair. It was an accident, I swear!!

(all...this...fuss over a hair tug? it's like jinx has forgotten how ridiculously long her braids are. however though, she doesn't seem to be taking the apology but instead grinning wickedly before crouching down to the stranger. the barrel is press hard underneath his chin; maybe it'll leave an imprint there. she certainly hopes so. chewing on her bottom lip, she finally decides to speak...sorta.)

♪ Ice in my veins
I run in the night
Ready to fight
It's Do or Die ♪
(ooc: lyrics here if you want follow along.)

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(maybe [YOU] are out here in WILLFUL MACHINE and saw the commotion and [YOU] wish to stop this mayhem. well, it's too bad. because the moment jinx starts moving, [YOU] will be her backup dancer to her singing and dancing. hope you have a fun workout!

meanwhile, mr.bananas is just recording this still because he is completely dumbfounded at what the fuck is happening. TOO MUCH IS GOING ON!!! oh as for the bloody trenchie? he ran off during this dance number so. at least, he's got away and is safe somewhere.)

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[faceblocks]

[that split second of fear. she hates it - it draws up from a wellspring of self loathing that always astounds her with its bounty and its willingness to give.

but what's done is done and it had to be done - that doesn't mean she feels good about it. that fear is enough to wrench a gasp from her, and one that she fights not to turn into a sob - a scream, even.

she swallows the sound, but she doesn't bother to fight the tears. fuck it, let those come. she feels bad. this feels bad. what should she do, act like it's fine? like she's unbothered by having to manhandle her sister using her blood powers? this isn't sparring, this isn't friendly and it sucks. she gathers her sister into her arms and attempt to put a hand under her chin. it's as gentle as the headlock wasn't. and she's out of breath. it's not like she's done this before - she wasn't even sure she could.]

This...

[her other hand on that ring, barely touching it.]

...this doesn't make everything better. This isn't a cure-all. I...I don't want you to not feel things!

I just don't want someone to get it in their head to kill you because of something like this!! I don't know what everyone here's capable of! Shit, I don't know what the Trenchies are capable of. I pissed some off and I got locked up again!

I love you, you idiot! And maybe that makes me an idiot, too, but this isn't what I wanted. I just didn't want to lose you!!

[opheliac]

(there's a weird feeling of hating and loving with how lull she is. it's one way to keep her world nice and still when it's constant in rapid speed. but jinx also loves the frantic because it keeps her on her toes. or everyone's toes. she is in her sister's embrace and it's something she will always welcome despite it all. even in their arguments, jinx will never stop yearning to have her sister's affection and attention. there's desperation for it to the point of it being unsettling.

so she doesn't fight it or struggle. jinx listens to her older sister's words with her eyes shut to take them in -- absorbing every word and syllable. shifting in a position in case vi wishes to carry her, her now weary head rests along vi's chest.)

You're gonna lose me. — I'm tough to get rid of. I'm fungus that eats at ya. Battle me all you want but I stick around.

[faceblocks]

[vi is at a crossroads, here. a recurring thought returns - it's blood and the bonds one can make with it. she's talked herself out of and down from it every time she's close, because any more havoc in jinx's mind is not a thing to be considered lightly. and it would have to be talked through. there would be no forcing, here. jinx would have to agree.

no shoving a bond on her like this ring. and it can't be taken off, either. so much consideration.

vi hasn't been unsettled by that desperation yet - though she's been unsettled by other things (this!), and she's made a commitment of acceptance that she has every intent t honor. it just isn't easy. radical acceptance is great except when it isn't - and someone's got to put their foot down before something bigger and nastier comes along and does it.

as much as she tells jinx the same thing (and she does. constantly.) it's hard for her to truly believe - there are no guarantees. strange, unexpected things are always popping up in trench, and who's to say the next one won't just erase people. forever. send half of them back to the ocean. swap one person for another.

she hefts the girl into her arms, feeling the weight just a little more than usual. okay, so there's a cost. good to know.]

I'll battle you forever if it means you'll stick around.

[opheliac]

( maybe with their life being here on trench, this is possible. can the two of them really be able to live at peace like this and just have everything in the past be in the past? being a zaunitie no longer matters, piltover no longer matters, neither shimmer (supply it anyway) or hextech (unless they stumble upon it). they've spoken about starting anew here and jinx more than anything would want that for them. so why does it feel like everything will crumble right around the corner?

paranoia, maybe? lack of trust? whatever it may be, at least for now... things feel right being held like this. she is still pretty peeved about being tackled before hand but maybe she deserved it. just a little bit. )

... We should probably leave or something.

[faceblocks]

[maybe it will always swing from right to wrong like this. maybe this is just how life it. and yeah, maybe it's more pronounced for them - maybe that'll always be a thing, too.

maybe it feels fragile because it is. and maybe it's not as fragile as all that, either. it's hard to say. they're just going to have to keep going. and vi will have to double down on her promise. maybe triple down if that's a thing that can be done.]

Working on it. Let's get you home.

[and by home she means the treehouse - and using lamps until the last of it. she's too sapped for roof running even without carrying the girl. she will need rest after this - but it's good to know she can do this, push it if she needs to. better build up some strength. ...but later. she will pass out in the top bunk of jinx's bunkbeds is allowed.]

[opheliac]

( she hums to her sister's response and nothing much else after that. vi isn't the only one who is beat, jinx is too with all of her energy of thrusting about way before. and having the ring on her finger only increases her lull state further. jinx can easily remove it but for some unknown reason, chooses not to. maybe that's because she can see her sister struggling and having grief.

and despite all of her frustrations and problems, deep down all she wants is for her sister to be happy. she wants vi to feel proud that jinx is her little sister and not be afraid to call her as such. it's great so far this holds true but... for how long? will silco's words become a reality one day? )

♪ Dear friend
Across the river...
My hands are cold and bare.
Dear friend
Across the river...
I'll take what you can spare. ♪

( it's been so long since she's sung that song. jinx wonders if vi still remembers the words to it. )

[faceblocks]

[she does know the words. even if she'd thought she'd forgotten them, they would have come back to her. some things just do.

it's how carrying her sister feels. so much is different now, but the familiarity's there - a pose she can ease into like an old sweater or a battered hat - somehow, after time and tide and all these years of no good contact - nothing that wasn't aggression - somehow it's still there. the way she hugs the girl her into her chest just enough but not too much. the way jinx's feet dangle. the care with which she moves and the way it just is. where had it gone all those years? to the same place that song had gone? to the place where her parents' faces lived?

in any case, it's here. and violet will add her own voice to her sister's until the end.]

♪ I ask of you a penny
My fortune it will be
I ask you without envy
We raise no mighty towers
Our home are built of stone
So come across the river
And find the world below ♪

[if only violet could open her own mind to let her sister in. she knows she can't, truly. she knows this will be ups and downs, a thorny, rocky path. she'll walk it barefoot of she has to. but she wishes that jinx just knew. she isn't leaving. she isn't going anywhere. not of her own free will. that thought ruminates even when the song ends. it echoes in every footstep. it sings in her blood - and blood, she thinks ...might be the answer. maybe.]

[opheliac]

( hearing her sister sing brings a soft smile over her face. a smile she wears to no one else but her (sharon and chizuru eventually). maybe the two of them will be okay after all. maybe they can work out even when she's like... this. but again, for how long? not just with vi but for everyone else here in trench. how long does she has until people see the true jinx and stick up their nose?

jinx really is trying to be liked and be like everyone else but mr. bananas was right before. this side-effect of being a part of shimmer is really muddying things up for her. and also truthfully? for everyone. her aggression is so severe and she blows up over things way more than her true intent. she doesn't think clearly when she's so angry. red is the only color she sees and trying to talk sense to her only goes but so far. maybe the answer is to always wear the blood ring but she becomes forgetful over it.

mr. bananas might have a chat with her jinx's older sister later into maybe having one of the bloodstones into a little jewelry or gem for a bellybutton ring. jinx has spoken to her omen about wanting more tattoos and piercings. with a belly button ring, that stays on her body unless for cleaning. that could be a better alternative to this. speaking of her monkey, he is very small when he climbs up to vi's shoulder; nuzzling her cheek because he is tired and is happy the two sisters seem to be okay. )