[ ngl she would probably find it real poetic (and hilarious) if she could have her soul lawnmowered into the afterlife or whatever, okay,
anyway,
Jinx isn't a naturally philosophical creature; she doesn't spend a whole lot of time thinking about the ins and outs of souls and religion and what it means when you die except for the fact you're dead and (THEY LEAVE HER) gone and that's it. no big fanfare, no dramatic reviewing of their life, just.... dead.
Mom and Dad... Mylo, Claggor... so many people she'd known in the Undercity, gone. never coming back. the thought of them facing Judgment Day isn't one she's sure she feels especially good about, considering Jeeves is now talking about Hell with that look on his face, cool as cucumber.
...but Jinx finally makes her next move, launching herself lithely from the lantern pole and clearing the alley in mimicry of Mr. Fancypants here, latching on to the side of the building and leisurely beginning to scale it. it's an afterthought; this is how she gets around Zaun, it's second nature. ]
Like... the literal 'hell' Hell or, [ she loosens one hand to gesture with the other, ] 'being trapped being a butler for an annoying kid 'til he croaks or you get fired' kind of Hell?
[ she's almost made it to the landing, where there's that last Leap to contend with. hm. ]
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anyway,
Jinx isn't a naturally philosophical creature; she doesn't spend a whole lot of time thinking about the ins and outs of souls and religion and what it means when you die except for the fact you're dead and (THEY LEAVE HER) gone and that's it. no big fanfare, no dramatic reviewing of their life, just.... dead.
Mom and Dad... Mylo, Claggor... so many people she'd known in the Undercity, gone. never coming back. the thought of them facing Judgment Day isn't one she's sure she feels especially good about, considering Jeeves is now talking about Hell with that look on his face, cool as cucumber.
...but Jinx finally makes her next move, launching herself lithely from the lantern pole and clearing the alley in mimicry of Mr. Fancypants here, latching on to the side of the building and leisurely beginning to scale it. it's an afterthought; this is how she gets around Zaun, it's second nature. ]
Like... the literal 'hell' Hell or, [ she loosens one hand to gesture with the other, ] 'being trapped being a butler for an annoying kid 'til he croaks or you get fired' kind of Hell?
[ she's almost made it to the landing, where there's that last Leap to contend with. hm. ]