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Who: Jinx and YOU
What: Exploring, plotting, possibly evening scheming.
Where: Around Terminal Tokyo. I'll put up a few options, but if you have somewhere else you want to meet just start a new thread with the location listed in the subject.
When: A week after her arrival
So...this was her life now.
She had spent the week after her arrival alternating between denial, frustration, exasperation and occasionally bitter amusement. But eventually she found acceptance. Begrudging acceptance but acceptance.
The largest part of her anger came the night she found out her supernatural connection to the forces of luck had been severed. That had depressed her so badly that she'd run off from the apartment and when Noir (The nickname she'd given her partner) found her again she had somehow gotten her hands on a pint of icecream and was eating it by herself while riding the Farris Wheel.
But that was in the past, and Jinx mused that the best way to overcome her new weaknesses was with a greater weapon. Knowledge.
Newbie Apartments: F3 006
Humming to herself as she stepped out of the shower in a fluffy white robe she turned to face the mirror and began unpacking a small bag of beauty supplies.
"Where did you get all that?" Noir inquired fluttering over from the living area where he'd been reading a news paper. "For that matter where'd you get that robe?!" His little eyes boggled at the appearance of items he was sure he hadn't seen her buy.
"Do you really want to know? Or are you just asking to confirm what you suspect?" Jinx asked taking a brush and combing out her luxurious cotton candy hair.
The Tsukaimon's eyes narrowed, "You're kidding me? I mean...you told me you were a bad girl but I thought that was like...you trying to sound cool! Like a tough dame who doesn't take no crap."
She casually swatted him between the wings on his head with the brush and resumed her rituals. "I am a tough "dame"." She rolled her eyes continuing to admire herself in the mirror. "And I don't take crap. But I DO take what I want."
Noir grunted at being swatted and had to flap extra hard to maintain his hovering. "That...that's not right doll! That's taking food out of the mouths of hard working mon and chosen!"
Her eyes narrowed and she turned to shoot him a chilling stare.
"The way I see it meatball, this world owes me. It drug me out here without asking and expects me to fight the good fight and completely change my way of life? Well everything for a price. And at the moment my price is a fully functional conditioner with vitamins to keep my hair shiny and strong."
Turning back to the mirror she switched hands with the brush and gracefully continued sweeping through her hair pleased at the lack of tangles and friz. Still establishing dominance over her partner had left her stressed again completely clearing out the relaxing properties of the hot shower. She had to pause and take a calming breath.
"Anyway we're going out today. So get ready. I'm not going to slow down for you."
That distracted Noir from his disapproval "Oh? Where are we going?"
"We'll know it when we find it." She answered mysteriously setting the brush down and picking up a bottle of lotion.
The Meeting Hall
That building wasn't just a solid sturdy place for rent to a business that had yet to be determined. It was potentially a hiding place, or a good roof to jump from due to how close it was to the other buildings on either side. She could easily keep running from one roof to the next without even slowing her pace.
The Meeting Hall at the top of the hill was her first stop. It would offer a perfect view of the city and perhaps give her some inspiration for where to go next. She began the trek up the hill while Noir once again began to narrate.
"With a look of determination the pale slender beauty took to the hill without breaking stride. Her long legs pushing her higher and higher towards the monument to bureaucracy and under the table deals like there was treasure to be found and she had some debts to pay."
"Why do you do that?" She finally asked despite her instinct to simply swat him again.
"It keeps things interesting." He answered back casually. landing on her back and clinging to her shoulders like a backpack.
"Hey! Did I tell you this was a free ride?"
"But my wings get tired." He complained.
"Then walk!" She didn't particularly enjoy not being able to see him while he hung off her back.
"What with these stubby legs? It'll take me forever. Come on be a pal!"
she sighed and continued to the main entrance of the Meeting Hall tugging it open. "Fine but you are NOT allowed on my head. I saw some of the other...whatever you ares doing it. But you're not allowed."
"Oh I would never dream of messing with that hair doll." He snickered pleased to have finally gotten his way with something.
Tokyo Tower
"I'm noticing a theme with you and high places." Noir remarked as he weaved through the crowd. She was looking down at the city once more with that gleam of appraisal, but this time she had a toy in hand.
As confusion and realization dawned on him he almost fell out of the air. "Jinx!" He hissed fluttering closer and grabbing onto her shoulder hanging off the side of her. "Where did you get that?"
She looked surprised then puzzled finally glancing down at a small pewter replica of the tower in hand. "Oh do you like it? It's a cheesy but my room is awfully bare."
"So you stole that too?" Noir groaned through clenched teeth looking over his (and by proxy Jinx's) shoulder. "You can't just keep grabbing things without paying for them! They have a prison here you know!" He was trying to keep his voice down but his own irritation was becoming clear.
She casually flipped the little toy in her hand and with a flick of the wrist it vanished up her sleeve. "Well then you better make sure no one finds out huh?" She purred savoring the distress evident in his face.
Groaning again her buried his face in his paws. "For cripes sake doll! I'm already a Virus type, that comes with all sorts'a expectations for being rotten. You're not helping."
Patting him on the head in mock sympathy she chuckled. "Who said I ever wanted to help with anyone's reputation?"
Burgermon Cafe
"You're gonna love this place, they have the best food in town." Noir insisted as he took his seat and pushed a menu towards her. He didn't even need to bother with one himself having apparently memorized their offerings.
"And you're paying?" she repeated to clarify as she idly browsed the laminated menu.
"Yeah, no dine and dash for you doll!" He gave her a stern look. "This here is a respectable institution and I won't have you burning them and getting me in trouble. Why...if they banned me I might never get to eat here again!" And from the look of horror on his face clearly that would be a terrible fate.
Jinx simply chuckled and tried to find something unique that she wouldn't normally have had back home. After all half the fun of travel was trying new things.
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"A-ah...I'm coming...!" Soon Fluttershy followed him, glancing about. "Where do you want to sit, Choco?"
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"Well hello there." She greeted the girl with a smirk and a nod, curious to see if Fluttershy would recognize her.
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"Oh, hi, Jinx...!" She walked over to the table where the other girl was sitting at. "How are you?"
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"Sup doll?" Noir piped up from his side of the table grinning encouraging. Anyone that Jinx was willing to talk to was alright in his book. He was just hoping she would make some connections so she would feel more encouraged to fight for this world at their side.
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"I'm doing all right. I just got off work, so Choco and I were getting something to eat...Have you been finding everything all right?"
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"Just you wait till we're in a scrape doll, all show you I'm no wannabe."
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Choco's already taken a seat between Noir and the chair Fluttershy is slowly easing into.
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"Sup." Noir greeted Choco and waved for the waiter to come over and take their orders. He ordered a garlic burger with extra cheese and bacon. Jinx settled on a Ebi Burger with fries.
"I didn't know they could make burgers out of shrimp." she added, "But I'll try anything once."
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"Hey," Choco returned. When the waiter came, Choco ordered a burger as well, while Fluttershy settled for a salad.
Public Training Place.
"Well yeah. You didn't expect everyone we brought here was gonna know what they were doing did you?" Noir chuckled as he flew down and bounced on a rubber yoga ball.
Jinx smirked wickedly and kicked the ball out from under him sending it soaring away and leaving him to splat on the ground.
"Hey what's the big idea?!" He flailed his stubby arms in anger. Jinx just laughed and caught the ball lightly as it bounced off a mirror and came spinning back. She twirled it on a finger. "You've got to work on your reaction time if you're going to keep up with me runt."
He flew up to meet her eye to eye flapping his wings furiously. "You're a real piece of work lady!"
But she just laughed and set the ball down, stepping up onto it gracefully and keeping her balance. "See now this? This is skill." She drew a leg back so she was perfectly balanced on one foot. Tiny adjustments of her weight and muscle was all it took to hold the pose much to Noir's begrudging amazement.
Still he couldn't let her get away with how much abuse he'd taken. So he began to fly circles around her faster and faster.
"What are you doing?" She inquired sounding suspicious and bored. But he didn't answer. Instead he swatted at her extended leg making her wobble and spin.
"Hey! Hey not cool!" She shouted only for him to dive bomb the ball with intention of knocking her off it. She was forced to spring off it and the ball was shot back towards the mirror which cracked this time.
Just as she landed without her usual grace and rose to her feet she turned to yell at him only to get SMACKED in the face by the yoga ball on it's return trip.
Noir was cackling with schadenfreude so hard he had to land on one of the weight benches.