[evening, video]

[badluckbabe]

[when the video clicks on it's a wickedly grinning Noir the Tsukaimon]

Hey! Hey guys! Something amazing has happened! Watch!

[he carries the camera to Jinx's room and opens the door. Jinx is on her bed face down in her pillow]

Hey Jinx? Why you hiding out?

[she groans] because since lunch I haven't been able to stop being incredibly honest and open and answer anything I'm asked and it's killing me! I already told you!

And what do you really think about my narration?

[growl] that you have talent but lack focus and need to practice writing every day to nurture your gift.

HA! I knew it! Now! Why were you so excited when you made a sand which by yourself the first night you were here?

[she throws the pillow at him]

BECAUSE I CAN'T COOK!

[feed cuts out when the pillow lands a hit]

Comments

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[badluckbabe]

I should be allowed to hide in the privacy of my own room without this harassment.

aren't you even the least bit curious about how to stop it? Maybe someone out there can help!

Even if that's true and it works I'm still gonna test the limits of your immortality when this is over!

[greatwork]

If you want to stop it, I suggest the tape route.

Be sure to take notes on that test, would you?

[badluckbabe]

[sounds like she's digging through some drawers looking for the tape]

I can't promise on notes, as much as I love science I'm a woman of passion. Violent passion and why don't we have any tape?!

you haven't bought any yet.

[greatwork]

Glad to hear there's another scientifically-minded person around here, then. Why not make the flying bastard go get some?

[badluckbabe]

If I ask you to do this can I trust you?

Not particularly doll.

This is revenge for being bitchy and stand offish isn't it?

it's also pretty funny.

[sigh] one trip to the shop...I'm sure I can't say anything too mortifying in that time.

the camera's rolling~

[greatwork]

You got a purse or something like it?

[badluckbabe]

No, but I could get one...

[greatwork]

Worth pointing out, that thing's wings don't appear to be made for quick maneuvers, if you've got something with good reach you should be fine.

[badluckbabe]

If I wasn't afraid of putting a hole in the wall I'd have already jumped up there to swat him down. I'm more then acrobatic enough to reach him.

you've been slapping me around since you got here. I ain't afraid.

[greatwork]

Try aiming for the mouth.

[badluckbabe]

It's a big enough target.

somehow knowing you have to tell the truth makes that insult sting more.

[greatwork]

A blow to the ego can't hurt, either. Well-done.

[badluckbabe]

Thank you logic minded whoever you are.

I've got plenty of ego to spare!

[greatwork]

I'm sure that'll get fixed in time.

I'm Alexandria.

[badluckbabe]

It's nice to meet you. Mostly. I only sort of care but you're logical and I like that and I hate whatever this is!

but I'm finally learning so much about you!

[greatwork]

I'm a scientist back home, so logic is sort of my thing.

[Momentary pause as she tries to figure out how to phrase her question in a way that won't trigger the enforced honesty thing if she's got something to hide.]

What would you want me to call you, then?

[badluckbabe]

Currently? Jinx. Someday a title full of respect and admiration but today? Jinx.

ooo~ lots of options.

What kind of scientist?

[greatwork]

An alchemist.

And before you even think it, that is a real science, if you come from one of those bullshit worlds where it isn't, and if you even think of claiming otherwise I'm going to pop you one right between the eyes, got it?

[badluckbabe]

We have alchemy in my world but only people with talent or huge IQ can pull it off. I didn't have much of a knack for it. My powers conflicted with it.

powers? You never said you had powers.

I used to manipulate probability.

what?

I controlled bad luck. [then bites her lip and growls in frustrated fury]

[greatwork]

Damn good thing I've got both of those.

I think I'm getting the hang of hearing about those powers, though. Inborn talent, not the result of a theurgic contract?

[badluckbabe]

Correct, had it sense I was born as far as I know. My earliest memories are of just being unlucky and having people tell me I was cursed.

[she shrieks and throws the device across the street running away. Noir flutters over to pick it up]

Heh, sensitive about her past I guess.

[greatwork]

[Apologizing goes against most of what Alexandria stands for, but... Well, in this case, it's only right.]

Sorry, didn't mean to get that much out of you.

[badluckbabe]

eh...she's long gone but I'll pass it along when I catch up to her.

Cursed...that's gotta be rough for a kid. Suppose I took this a little too far?

[greatwork]

Pretty sure, yeah. Tip for the future, if someone starts screaming and running away, the response shouldn't be a 'heh'.

[badluckbabe]

Eh, she's a tough girl. A little embarrassment won't kill her. It might kill me though. Hope she takes good care of my digitama.