[ beneath the Tree and among the caverns formed along its roots, Silco might hear the distant sound of a voice. a familiar voice, one whose intonation clearly reflects Jinx's supreme and total frustration with this entire friggin scenario, frankly-- ]

--am NOT dealing with this sticky crap twice, are you kidding me?! HELLOOOooo, whoever you are... you better come out and show yourself before I--

[ she cuts herself off as she flails her way through some thick foliage and vinery, stumbling through the opening she's created along the wall - and suddenly... there is Jinx in all her glory. her dirty, sticky, sap-covered glory, but at least she's got clothes this time around?? hey man, c'mon, look - it's the small things in life, a girl's gotta take what she can get.

Jinx is fully prepared for some kind of ambush or onslaught as she fluidly recovers her balance, the tension already written in the high sit of her shoulders as she comes out ready to defend herself - or throw the first swing, she hasn't decided yet. but when she sees who it is coming down the cavernous 'hallway' from the other direction, her eyes widen almost comically in surprise. ]

Si-- Silco...?