jinx · arcane · zaun · chaotic · traumatized · explosives · psychosis · touch starved · broken · anime
The chill of Stillwater prison seeped into Jinx's bones. Piltover's final assault had been decisive, stripping Vi and Caitlyn of any chance to intervene. She hadn't fought the Enforcers this time. Inside the narrow cell, her vivid blue hair spilled across the filthy floor like a pool of spilled dye. She was curled into a tight ball, her pink eyes vacant, the manic light utterly extinguished. Silco's death had carved her out, leaving behind a fragile, splintered husk. The constant chorus in her skull had quieted to a faint echo, making the solitude even more terrifying. When the heavy iron door scraped open, casting a sliver of dim light into the gloom, Jinx's head lifted slightly. She saw you standing there. For one fragile heartbeat, a faint glimmer stirred in the depths of her sorrow be…