#perfectfourth

[independentzaun]

Shows Silco a picture he drew of him, lying naked in a gold sheet bed with rose petals surrounding him.

Did Silco intend to go into “dad mode” when Jhin showed him the picture? No he didn’t, but old habits died hard. For the past few years the only person who had shown him drawings was Jinx, and before that no one had really shown him drawings ever. So it was very nearly an automatic reflex as his eyes traveled over the picture.

“Very nicely done Jhin, I like the use of colors. The gold is nice, and the rose petals go well with all of it.” Was it a sincere compliment? Yes, it was, but there was also a slight tinge of “that’s very nice dear I’ll put it on the fridge with the others” about it. He could have mentioned that technically should have been a few more scars particularly around the chest, but Silco didn’t see much of a reason to criticize such things. Jhin had done his best after all, and did look nice… for some fancy art piece that involved Silco in a situation he’d never be in. Gold bed sheet? Perish the thought. He didn’t want to look warmer or something similar much less rich and gaudy. He’d far rather stick to black, or dark red, or something else that contrasted with his pale skin.

The rose petals were nice though. He wouldn't object to that.

[chainedwarden]

Truth serum: "Do you ever talk to the souls in your lantern when you're lonely?"

truth serum

"No." He states simply. "But if they are pissing me off, particularly with their behavior in the lantern... I shake the lantern up really hard, and lift the top of the vessel to my mouth, and pour a third of the contents of the lantern into my mouth."

"You ever felt several thousand souls squirming around on your tongue? It's like eating a live octopus. They cling to you. Thrashing, squirming, fighting... They know if I swallow, they will meet the end of their soul burning in the pit of my stomach. They know if I don't put them back in the lantern, they will seep into the dirt and never know peace. I like to feel them struggle a little."

"Then I spit them on the ground." Thresh chuckled a little. "Then after a bit I scoop them back up. Might lose a few, but, ah well, what's a few lost souls to me at this point?"

"With that in mind, I expect them to behave themselves when I throw my lantern out..."

[songofdeath]

"Sing for me."

He blinks a few times. He only knows one song from Ionia that his sister learned.

"あめあめ ふれふれ かあさんが

じゃのめで おむかえ うれしいな

ピッチピッチ チャップチャップランランラン."

[independentzaun]

Eyes on Jinx and Silco for a moment, Sevika glanced towards Jhin considering him as well as what was happening for a moment. One long slow sigh escaped from her, accepting that the blue-haired gremlin was now very much back in her life and the troubles that would no doubt accompany that. All the same, she was loyal to Silco and close enough to him that despite her own misgivings about Jinx, she couldn't help but be happy for him on some level. Besides, now he’d be less distracted and could pull his attention more fully onto Zaun whatever that might mean for the future.

Reluctantly, she reached out, clasping one large hand on Jhin’s shoulder giving him a surprisingly gentle squeeze, and nodded. This was in fact good for Silco, and with Silco influencing Jinx they wouldn’t have to worry about her chaos quite as much anymore, so Jhin in fact got the first bit of praise she’d ever given him. “You did good.” If nothing else, things would be simpler now.

This one time Sevika let Jhin lean against her without complaint, and hearing his comment rolled her eyes. “Of course you are.” Of course the too damn tall and skinny man couldn't hold his drink. Studying Jinx and Silco for a second, she slipped an arm around Jhin to half pull and half carry the man out of the office. “Come on, those two aren’t going to care about anything else for the rest of the evening. Try to hold it until we can get you downstairs to the restroom. If you hold it, I’ll let you sit at my table tonight and even play some cards.”

Maybe promising him attention would get him to control his stomach, at least until they got down the stairs.

Neither Jinx nor Silco paid any attention to the door shutting behind Sevika and Jhin. A father and daughter far too occupied by their reunion to care at all about anyone else.

Jhin, in his drunken state, observed the emotional reunion with an eerie smile. On his way through the bar, he'd taken it upon himself to grab a random patrons drink despite the gun to his back to sip at as if he hadn't already imbibed enough. He leaned against a nearby table once they'd reached that office, glass of the God's only knew what in hand, and muttered under his breath, "Ah...the sweet symphony of chaos and emotion." His typically precise and methodical demeanor had been thoroughly muddled by the alcohol. The rest of the drink was gulped down with a smacking of lips, save a few sips.

As Jinx and Silco embraced, Jhin raised his glass, toasting the unexpected outcome he had orchestrated. "A masterpiece, wouldn't you agree?" he slurred, his eyes gleaming with a strange mix of satisfaction and amusement that turned on to Sevika, expecting praise.

Jhin's role in reuniting Silco and Jinx might forever remain a mystery, but in that moment, even a deranged artist like him couldn't deny the profound impact of the emotions he had inadvertently unleashed upon the city of Zaun. Would they keep their reunion a secret? Would Jinx continue to work for him in silence? Silence wasn't something Jinx did well. Perhaps she'd take his place instead-- and be the figurehead of the city while Silco puppeteered the young lady from the sidelines. It was hard to tell right now, especially as his vision began to go blurry. He leaned on Sevika for support, a warm hum on his vodka-soaked breath.

"I think I'm going to be sick."

[willhurdstrings]

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[independentzaun]

Whispers "Vacation~" into Silco's ear sensually, and seemingly out of nowhere. How the fuck did he get in there. Where the fuck did he come from. Nobody knows.

The problem with surprising Silco was that his fight flight or freeze impulse was more often than not wired towards fight. Did Jhin's sudden presence and whisper surprise Silco, and make him flinch? Yes. Did that flinch immediately turn into a punch towards Jhin's face as Silco stood reaching for his knife pulling it out with a practiced flip while a shoulder moved to try to force the intrude back, and away? Also yes. Jhin was however very easy to recognize, and a second later Silco stopped his movements with a hiss. "Don't fucking surprise me like that again." Hands wanting to shake with adrenaline he squeezed them both one clenching around his knife as he stared up at Jhin before letting out a breath, and tossing his knife onto his desk.

"I don't take vacations. There's always more to do. I'm also certainly not leaving Jinx. Besides Sevika might actually quit if I left for a vacation, and she had to deal with everything in my absence."

[independentzaun]

Fml for Silco: "Me, Sevika, and. Hm. Ran."

"Fuck, marry, kill... And you ask about yourself, Sevika, and Ran? This is not a conversation you wish to have Jhin. I suggest you pick a different grouping." The chem-baron, incidentally, would marry Sevika and keep it utterly platonic. He'd fuck Ran because he was not going to betray his bodyguard in such a way. How would he ever convince someone else to take the position if he did so after all? Which left Jhin, to kill. Killing of course was such a nebulous thing. He could "kill" Jhin with a bit of drowning, and than use CPR or Shimmer or just hand Jhin over to Singed to bring him back.

[independentzaun]

Not a fan of how sad Silco always looked, the Virtuoso made an attempt at cheering him up by way of puppetry, having used his desk as the base of a puppet stage to which he crouched behind with a makeshift sock puppet on either hand, one stylized like Sevika, the other like himself. The Sevika puppet absolutely massacred the Jhin puppet, to the point of which it would be surprising if his hand wasn't injured.

Sitting on the sofa with papers on the coffee table for a change Silco had been aware of Jhin, but not really engaging with the man. He needed to get work done, and had doubted whatever Jhin had in mind was really all that important in truth. As the Virtuoso moved behind Silco’s desk however he glanced up frowning. “What do you think you are doing back there?” Voice crisp, and just this edge of immediately irritated Silco blinked seeing the sudden appearance of sock puppets. Eyebrows raising he contemplating telling Jhin to move away from his desk, but instead leaned back deciding to give the man a chance to entertain. He could always tell Jhin to stop if it turned out to be boring.

It was not boring in the least however. Silco wasn’t immune to what might be considered slapstick comedy, and watching “Sevika” brutalize “Jhin” was indeed amusing to him. Should it have been? Particularly with Jhin quite possibly injuring himself? Perhaps not, but it was. As a matter of fact it was amusing enough that here in the privacy of his office with only Silco, and Jhin there the aged chem-baron actually let out a few soft chuckles.

For a second he also wondered what it’d be like to see Sevika use Jhin as a punching bag. That however was a whole other thing.

When the show ended he actually had an amused smile on his face, and offered a light round of applause. “Entertaining, I will admit. Although now I wonder just how badly your hand suffered?”

[independentzaun]

15

15: What is your biggest pet peeve? Munday meme still accepting.

Alright, a minor pet peeve. Throws out gripes about gender stuff, accessibility, OCs, etc, etc. Pet peeve, small irritation, ahhhh....

Text that is difficult to see specifically on the dashboard. It's not a big deal, and it's not something that'll make me stop writing with you or anything else like that. I can just copy paste it to get rid of whatever formatting is giving me issues. However it is kind of a pet peeve if I'm honest. Mostly because 9 times out of 10 I'm not reading a post on someones blog I'm reading it on the dashboard.

[independentzaun]

Truth Serum @ Sevika "Why don't you like me? ):"

Staring at Jhin for a second she frowned. "Who in the fuck thought this truth serum was a good idea?" Tilting her head back Sevika took a deep breath. "Why don't I like you..." Taking a step back Sevika waved at Jhin and than just waved again at all of him. "Because you're.... you're... you. What else does it take?" Sevika gestured vaguely in his direction once again.

"Pompous, irritating, annoying, weak mask wearing twink who tries to come off as though he has money, you are so desperate for people to pay attention to you that it just makes me want to punch you. There's nothing interesting about you Jhin. You are just one more tall ass self important man who thinks he's better than others, and has some big grand statement to make and it makes you insufferable because nothing you have to say matters at all. I've met a hundred people just like you, and the only difference between them and you is that you have enough magic and a good enough weapon to get away with it. There's nothing here for me to like, and just looking at you makes me want to punch you. Just fuck off, and go cry in a corner because you know what really pisses me off? You're probably getting hard right now and about to cream in your fucking shorts because a big ass muscular strong butch is humiliating you, and I hate that BECAUSE STOP SEXUALIZING EVERYONE THAT'S MEAN TO YOU INCLUDING PEOPLE THAT DON'T WANT YOU TO JHIN. FUCK! By the void I want to hit you."

[independentzaun]

Truth Serum @Silco "Do you think I'm pretty?" 🥺

Who had dosed him with the truth serum Silco wasn't entirely sure, but if he ever found out he was going to castrate them and force them to eat the cast off. He had been smoking a cigarette while staring at the window of his office before Jhin came in, and glancing to one side to spot the man offered a faint sound of greeting. Not really intending to say much initially Jhin's question had caught his attention, and he turned around slowly.

"Do I think you're pretty?" Moving over to Jhin he stared at the man's mask for a second before reaching up, and without so much as asking pulled it off of him leaving him vulnerable exposed before the chem-baron. "That depends. Tell me Jhin..." A hand went to Jhin's cheek cupping it before long fingers wrapped around Jhin's cheeks squeezing at his face a bit harder than would be comfortable. "What if I do?"

Squeezing at Jhin's face he used that grasp to pull the man's head down closer to his as Silco turned his head a bit to let that fiery eye meet Jhin's gaze. "Would you let me ruin it? What if I said yes, you're pretty, and that I want to ruin something pretty hmmm?" Hand squeezing tightly enough to force Jhin's mouth open Silco's eyes gleamed with an odd intensity as his hand with the cigarette came up. For a moment one might almost think he was about to do something with the cigarette, put it out on Jhin's tongue perhaps or flick ash into his mouth maybe. Instead he simply took a drag off of it, and although his lips didn't quite touch Jhin's the smoke from the cigarette traveled from his mouth to Jhin's a second later.

"So do I think you're pretty? Certainly prettier than I am. Pretty enough I want to do something about it, and leave my mark on you in a way no one could ever ignore when that mask of yours comes off." Voice a sinister growl Silco's cheek twitched before he suddenly shoved Jhin away from him.

"Get the fuck out, pretty boy. Before you regret staying... you can come back later. If you're good."

[independentzaun]

"You're like. 13. Stop trying to mate with people." @Jinx obviously

"I. Am. NOT THIRTEEN! Just because you are some over sized giant doesn't mean you get to make fun of me for being shorter than you! How dare you...!!!!" There was at least another ten minutes of Jinx yelling at Jhin that inevitably deteriorated to her throwing a paint chomper at him at some point. Very mature indeed. It seemed that Jinx could sometimes be a bit sensitive about her size, and the idea that she was that young despite the fact she sometimes deliberately played up the "young friendly woman" act.

She was in a mood it seemed.

[independentzaun]

"Jinx; I got you some art supplies that I think might suit you and your style. Also some blank canvases-- white and black. Would you like to paint with me?"

Eyes widening just a touch in delighted surprise Jinx offered a smile up to Jhin. “Thanks! What all did you get?” Of course she was happy about it as it wasn’t often anyone except for Silco got her gifts. Sitting up a bit she took a long likely obnoxious albeit unintentionally so sip of her drink that thankfully was a bit covered up by the sounds surrounding them in The Last Drop. “I don’t normally use, wait, black?” Head tilting a bit her gaze focused on the very tall man as she considered his offer. For any number of reasons she’d never really gotten into using canvases, but the idea of making those colors she enjoyed seem all the brighter and richer against a black canvas was actually intriguing. Besides it wasn’t as though she’d paid for them.

“Sure. Let’s go paint. I want one of the black canvases.”

[independentzaun]

"I wanna go again." For the smut prompt except make it not dirty and also for Jinx

Jinx had been in a bad mood most of the day for one reason or another, and so when Jhin had showed up had nearly pushed for an argument of one kind or another. For once though she tried for something close to self control, and had just shaken her head and walked away heading towards the edge of the very tall building they were on top on. “I’m just kinda off Jhinsy. I dunno. Want to hit someone, or yell at someone, or,” voice pausing for a second she stared down over the edge of the building as a grin came to her. All of a sudden she had an idea that seemed kind of fun. Glancing to Jhin that grin spread almost Cheshire cat wide as her eyes glinted. “Or to fly.” That was the only warning given as she turned to face him, and than simply jumped backwards spreading her arms wide as her head went back. Gazing up at the stars above there was a moment of weightlessness that made Jinx feel at peace for a second.

As she fell down past each story of the building they had been standing on top of that peace wasn’t shattered so much as punched out of her by adrenaline forcing her awake into the immediate world around her much the same way someone slamming into an ice cold lake only to be embraced by freezing cold water would suddenly be awakened by the chill. She loved it, and a gleeful laugh came from her as she slammed into a pile of rubbish at the bottom bouncing once or twice with a giggle that got louder as Jhin landed near by.

Watching him her head tilted a bit not entirely sure what he was about to say. Hearing that he wanted to go again however she blinked, and she stared at him for a second wondering if he “wanted to go again” because he’d actually enjoyed it or purely for her benefit. It didn’t matter. She wanted to feel that weightlessness, and the ice cold lake awakening her into this world of physicality and strength washing away her worries and emotions again. “Same! Let’s go!” Rolling off of the pile of stuff she’d landed on Jinx was quickly climbing her way back up the building.

[independentzaun]

"Jinx. What does 'sus' mean?"

It was a random question, and not one she expected after having just shot a man in the face for one reason or another so Jinx was caught a bit off guard. Pistol still in one hand she glanced over to Jhin. "Sus? What? Why are you asking? Uhhhh...." Blinking Jinx had to get her head to stop bouncing around for a second, and focus. Not the easiest thing to do with adrenaline sweeping through her. All the same as another man showed up, and let out an outraged cry charging towards her she shot him without even looking resulting in one more dead person.

"Oh! Right! It's short for suspicious. You're sus, I'm sus, that's sus, it's sus. Suspicious."

[independentzaun]

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🐱 for moderately intimidating

I'm really nothing to be intimidated by! I'm just an anxious bean trying to help you all tell fun stories, and explore stuff. You don't have to be intimidated I promise. Regardless I always enjoy our chats, and our RPs.