Technically she's not really a dragon. ( Not in the mythical sense. ) I come from a world where humanity's negative energy can converge into something solid, something monstrous. She's a curse. Exorcising and absorbing her was a part of my technique, and so only I can control her.
( Sorry, kid. )
But I'm fairly certain we do have dragons here. There's a very tall man who claims to be so either way. I wouldn't advise asking him for a piggyback though. You can touch her.
( Obediently rainbow dragon lowers her head within reach, breath still hot and coursing from her nostrils. )
[ a curse, huh. she wonders if that applies to her too. could you absorb all that is thorny and tangled in her being and make her good. pure. someone who could soar instead of always feeling like you're drowning.
of course, drowning is not so bad either. silco taught her that.
I don't think fix is the right word. They're merely brought to heel.
( He thinks of Kuchisake-Onna and her desperate violence, and the snapping of the dragon's jaws as he sent her Fushiguro Toji's way. No, fix isn't right. And yet rainbow dragon nudges her snout against Jinx's fingertips, careful. He does have kinder curses, just like he has kinder moments. )
She's docile because I want her to be. I was fifteen when I found her. Any fifteen year old comes across a dragon, they're going to want it to be fun, mm?
[ jinx shrugs, laconic. her gaze is still on the dragon as she scratches the snout carefully. mindful of her nails. not that she think it'll hurt but. sometimes there is a thread of empathy in the things she does. or she's just mindful of herself. and the way she guts the world around her. guts out the beauty, guts out the parts.
not even the ugly parts are safe. it leaves her lonely. ]
I guess. Didn't really . . . have much in the way of dreams. Not anymore.
I know a little of your world. I wouldn't blame you for putting all of that aside for survival. ( He understands it. From what he and Silco have discussed he can hazard a guess as to the kind of girl Jinx is. Rainbow dragon butts her hand a little harder, more like an oversized cat that anything else. ) Maybe there's a space here for you to find out what you might like to dream of, no? Even if it's small.
Which is fair. "Winging it" is a survival method all on its very own.
( He knows too many people who cover up their problems via a bright lack of concern for how things might pan out. He can see why Jinx might. But he's also apparently the unwritten supporter of wayward teens these days. )
It can be pretty easy to fall into a pattern of just existing. Take it from someone who knows. But there should still be more. Maybe you can think about it once we get Silco back. Something you might like to do. Start small.
( He does want those things. They've talked about it. Usually in some dingy, dark bar. Reminiscing for their glorious villainhood. )
That's the problem with fathers. They think they know best. Mine did, and I suppose I was the same with my girls. ( He tried to let them choose their own paths, he did not say anything when they mingled further out into the real world, surrounding themselves with the monkeys. He could have tried harder. ) All right, forget the same old. What do you want?
I just — [ jinx gives an irritated huff, pulling away from the dragon. when she's like this, it's best to pull away. best to be by herself. ] — don't want to keep doing the same stuff.
I know I'm a killer, I know — [ and her voice cracks. ] — I can't escape that. I just don't want to be one all the time.
( He watches her, his expression a little complicated. )
Ah, you have a heart.
( He'd expected Silco, but different. This is - well, he's seen this emotional bleeding before. )
I'm probably not the one to help you with this, Jinx-san, I barely remember what it's like to be a person. I've been killing for a cause for as long as I can remember. But I think possibly even that want is enough. It's something to work upon. You're breathing, so that means there's still a chance to be something more. It will be hard, it will probably hurt, but if you don't want to be a killer anymore then you're going to have to carve a new shape out. What else is a place like this for if not forging something new?
[ jinx seems skeptical. unsurprisingly so. it's not like she's asking for help anyway. she has to deal with her own shit. she's on her own. it's a tuesday. ]
The place where we might get stomped on by giant monsters and die?
( It does make him laugh, an unruly snort of sound. ) When you put it like that. But you're not beholden to the things from back home here. Maybe that will help. I'm being civil with people who wanted me dead in my own world, is all I'm saying. We have to change shape. There's no other alternative.
( It is, quite possibly, all the warning she gets. Rainbow dragon shoots off in the next second, a slithering white streak launching itself off of the rooftop. Geto tilts his head back to watch, offering a little wave as they hurtle away, calling cheerfully -. )
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( Sorry, kid. )
But I'm fairly certain we do have dragons here. There's a very tall man who claims to be so either way. I wouldn't advise asking him for a piggyback though. You can touch her.
( Obediently rainbow dragon lowers her head within reach, breath still hot and coursing from her nostrils. )
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of course, drowning is not so bad either. silco taught her that.
jinx hesitates before reaching out. ]
So you like, fix monsters?
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( He thinks of Kuchisake-Onna and her desperate violence, and the snapping of the dragon's jaws as he sent her Fushiguro Toji's way. No, fix isn't right. And yet rainbow dragon nudges her snout against Jinx's fingertips, careful. He does have kinder curses, just like he has kinder moments. )
She's docile because I want her to be. I was fifteen when I found her. Any fifteen year old comes across a dragon, they're going to want it to be fun, mm?
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not even the ugly parts are safe. it leaves her lonely. ]
I guess. Didn't really . . . have much in the way of dreams. Not anymore.
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( Ah, she reminds him of someone -. )
I know a little of your world. I wouldn't blame you for putting all of that aside for survival. ( He understands it. From what he and Silco have discussed he can hazard a guess as to the kind of girl Jinx is. Rainbow dragon butts her hand a little harder, more like an oversized cat that anything else. ) Maybe there's a space here for you to find out what you might like to dream of, no? Even if it's small.
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[ even as she pets the dragon. her voice is threadbare, crackling along the edges. the waver shows her age. ]
It never works out. Not with me.
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That sounds like an awfully quiet way to live, Jinx-san. Is there truly nothing that keeps you going?
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Just kinda . . . winging it, I guess. Making it up.
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( He knows too many people who cover up their problems via a bright lack of concern for how things might pan out. He can see why Jinx might. But he's also apparently the unwritten supporter of wayward teens these days. )
It can be pretty easy to fall into a pattern of just existing. Take it from someone who knows. But there should still be more. Maybe you can think about it once we get Silco back. Something you might like to do. Start small.
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Like Silco gives a shit. He just wants to do the same old, same old. Make weapons. Kill people. Glory of Zaun. Yadda yadda.
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That's the problem with fathers. They think they know best. Mine did, and I suppose I was the same with my girls. ( He tried to let them choose their own paths, he did not say anything when they mingled further out into the real world, surrounding themselves with the monkeys. He could have tried harder. ) All right, forget the same old. What do you want?
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I know I'm a killer, I know — [ and her voice cracks. ] — I can't escape that. I just don't want to be one all the time.
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Ah, you have a heart.
( He'd expected Silco, but different. This is - well, he's seen this emotional bleeding before. )
I'm probably not the one to help you with this, Jinx-san, I barely remember what it's like to be a person. I've been killing for a cause for as long as I can remember. But I think possibly even that want is enough. It's something to work upon. You're breathing, so that means there's still a chance to be something more. It will be hard, it will probably hurt, but if you don't want to be a killer anymore then you're going to have to carve a new shape out. What else is a place like this for if not forging something new?
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The place where we might get stomped on by giant monsters and die?
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( It does make him laugh, an unruly snort of sound. ) When you put it like that. But you're not beholden to the things from back home here. Maybe that will help. I'm being civil with people who wanted me dead in my own world, is all I'm saying. We have to change shape. There's no other alternative.
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though he has changed. whether he recognizes it or not. ]
Orrr we just get stomped on.
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( He won't push it. He'll mainly ruminate. Maybe one day in the future he can try and help her out. For now though -. )
Is it time for your joyride, do you think? Can you climb? I'll stay here, so you can enjoy it.
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[ she's nimble enough, easily hoisting herself over to the dragon's neck. she's careful of her nails and shoes as well. ]
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Anywhere in particular you want to go? Or just very high and very fast?
( From what he's been told and what he's seen he's fairly certain she's a bit of a daredevil. )
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High and fast!
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( It is, quite possibly, all the warning she gets. Rainbow dragon shoots off in the next second, a slithering white streak launching itself off of the rooftop. Geto tilts his head back to watch, offering a little wave as they hurtle away, calling cheerfully -. )
Have fun! Don't fall off.
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good with me!!