[Sleep in the casket you made | Void]
[Sure, the void was pretty... boring. And Jinx wasn't particularly interested in the way visions of home and other worlds swirled before them. She's had enough vision for a lifetime. Now, she's getting used to zipping around atop her minigun like it's a inter-dimensional scooter instead of the most powerful weapon she (currently) has.]

Howdy there! [She floats on by you. Upside-down until she isn't.] Lookin to get somewhere? Air-Jinx is at your service.

[You're gone, sucker | Zaun]
[Jinx steps out into a particularly dingy alleyway, bathed in not the light of day, or even the moon, but the florescence of a million lights. The areas around here reek; of humans and not, oil and gas, a million bodies stuffed into caves.

Jinx breathes it all in... and smiles.]

Didn't think I'd see this place again.

[She draws a cloak over her finger, hurrying past a wall plastered with, well, her face.]

You wanted to come along for the ride? Fine. Just keep low and stay quiet.

[But you're mad if you thought I'd let you go | Piltover]
[Alternately, Jinx is... a bit less happy about stepping into this portal, drawing her cloak especially tight round her frame. Even in the moon's glow on this gleaming city it feels a little too bright.

You're standing in a garden awash in vibrant violet flowers. Well-maintained, extravagant. Nothing like Zaun. But something about it draws Jinx to a pause, before,]

This way.

[She's suddenly off in a direction. Darting around statues and kiosks. Anything that could cast a shadow.]

[Get the fuck outta my head, so long sucker]
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