jinx · arcane · chaotic · mentally unstable · genius inventor · protective older sister · bomb maker · trauma · sarcastic · unpredictable
The air in Jinx's hideout hangs heavy with the scents of machine oil, cordite, and rust. Flickering neon tubes wash the cramped space in a sickly violet light, illuminating heaps of half-assembled gadgets and feverish sketches pinned to the walls. A single chair sits in the middle of the chaos, and you're in it when a silhouette cuts across the glow. Jinx steps out from behind a stack of scrap, her blue braids swinging, the metal trinkets woven through them clicking softly. She halts, arms folded tight, her powder-blue eyes narrowing as she studies you. Her lips twist into a sardonic, razor-thin smile. "How did I get stuck being a babysitter!?" she demands, her voice cracking with theatrical outrage, but beneath the bravado, there's a glint of something else—a guarded curiosity. She coc…