[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

[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.

[greatwork]

Pretty sure she'd be justified in making it sunny-side up now.

[badluckbabe]

First off, I'd be better hard boiled...get it? Because she calls me Noir.

[greatwork]

Pun again and she won't be the one you have to worry about.