[ makima has what she wants the second the younger woman’s facade cracks. she has made herself in, but need not shatter her entire fortress. not yet, anyway.
slow and steady wins the race, and it’s because of this phase she’s conquered that makima allows jinx’s defenses to relax from the harm done upon them. she backs off, visibly, giving her what she wants: ]
You’re very strong, then. [ without necessarily giving it to her, yes? propping her body upright behind her, she gives a hum through her pop before demanding with eager sweetness to the point that it doesn’t look like an order at all. ] Tell me a story. It seems you’ve got plenty.
( 'you're strong now, jinx is perfect.' she turns her head quickly, pretending to swat away a mosquito. she is not going to show whatever look she's having when his voice churns in her ears with makima here. she's not sure what, but she is certain it's something she will grill on her more about. maybe. or a hint that calling her "strong" seems to do something for her.
idly brushing away her arm and clearing her throat, her eyes are back on makima and treat back in her mouth -- suckling like those words before weren't effective. )
Story? ( she repeats, again voice muffle with the pop all in her mouth like a monster. ) Mmm...
( her pink pupils shine suddenly, an idea of the perfect story shoots right in her noggin. )
Oh! How about when I tricked the Enforcers and blew up a building?
[ makima takes on a position that looks like its getting comfortable. she leans into her knees and one of her hands propping her cheek up while the other was tending to the remains of her little pop— that she saws a bite into to pull a small chunk off. her eyes are fixed and there's no wandering: she looks attentive to detail. ]
I want to hear all about it.
[ she doesn't, but she does want the result of it. a happier, excitable, more open jinx. ]
RIGHT! So, I kinda messed up in a previous mission my old man put me on. And I wanted to prove that I can still get stuff done. So on the night of Progress Day, I went up Northside to set up some booby traps.
( a lick of her treat before she continues on. )
I started a fire in that building and did a lil' recording of myself pretending to be a girl trapped. And those losers felt for it. ... Guess it just goes to show any brainless person can be an Enforcer. — Anyway, they died and so did the building when the bombs went off.
While everyone was focused on that, I snuck in the academy and took their precious lil' crystal.
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slow and steady wins the race, and it’s because of this phase she’s conquered that makima allows jinx’s defenses to relax from the harm done upon them. she backs off, visibly, giving her what she wants: ]
You’re very strong, then. [ without necessarily giving it to her, yes? propping her body upright behind her, she gives a hum through her pop before demanding with eager sweetness to the point that it doesn’t look like an order at all. ] Tell me a story. It seems you’ve got plenty.
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idly brushing away her arm and clearing her throat, her eyes are back on makima and treat back in her mouth -- suckling like those words before weren't effective. )
Story? ( she repeats, again voice muffle with the pop all in her mouth like a monster. ) Mmm...
( her pink pupils shine suddenly, an idea of the perfect story shoots right in her noggin. )
Oh! How about when I tricked the Enforcers and blew up a building?
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I want to hear all about it.
[ she doesn't, but she does want the result of it. a happier, excitable, more open jinx. ]
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( a lick of her treat before she continues on. )
I started a fire in that building and did a lil' recording of myself pretending to be a girl trapped. And those losers felt for it. ... Guess it just goes to show any brainless person can be an Enforcer. — Anyway, they died and so did the building when the bombs went off.
While everyone was focused on that, I snuck in the academy and took their precious lil' crystal.