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[serialskiller]

Messages will be answered when I'm done with this episode of my serial.

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[opheliac]

Actually...yeah. Can we do that?

[serialskiller]

Yeah, of course.

[It starts leading in that direction, not saying anything else at all until they're both inside.]

[opheliac]

(the entire way there, she's been rattling her brain on whether to go with the long version or the...short version of this. but it's also not like she had any plans today -- she was just going to wander around alone until she found a quiet place to just sit.

so maybe it wouldn't hurt to just talk for a while. once inside, she removes her boots at least and her hoodie -- setting it aside before making herself more comfortable in their cabin.)

[serialskiller]

[And Murderbot drapes the nice weighted blanket (that still smells like lavender and chamomile) around her shoulders before sitting down on the bed.]

So.

[opheliac]

(wow, the scent of the blanket does really sooth her shockingly enough. and with it also feeling the weight of it makes all of this less nerve-wrecking to talk about. getting comfortable on the bed, jinx exhales out a deep breath.)

Right, well. I think the Captain sent me back home for awhile. I remember after that party we had, I went to bed but then....woke up back in my realm? And, I, uh... lived normally for a while.

Some stuff happened which led to me attempting to kill myself. Again.

[serialskiller]

[When she says she attempted to kill herself, Murderbot...it doesn't blow up at her, doesn't panic. Instead it goes very, very still.]

Oh.

I think...that's almost got to be worse than not going home ever at all.

Um, I'm still confused about the pink eyes, though.

[opheliac]

Heh, yeaaaah, I dunno. Home and the hell that went down on the island are a lil' neck and neck.

(again, trying to find the light in all of this.)

My, uh, dad tried to save me, I think. I was on death's door and he brought me to a doctor. And he... injected me a drug we have.

(jinx then gestures to herself.)

Aaaand here is the result.

[serialskiller]

What did it do to you? Are you okay, Jinx?

[It looks her over slowly, before its gaze returns to her pink-pink eyes.]

[opheliac]

Yeah, I'm fine now. The procedure hurt like hell and I wouldn't recommend it to anyone.

(a pause as she nuzzles more into the blanket.)

— Actually, I feel... stronger now. A lil' invincible? But not really, either.

[serialskiller]

How do you only feel a little invincible? I'd have thought that was something that was more like an all or nothing--you feel it or you don't.

[It's not mocking her, just trying to wrap its head around everything.]

[opheliac]

I know logically I can still die and I'm sure someone here can probably really do a number on me with their lil' sparkly magic-y stuff.

(a slight eye roll.)

So far, I know I can run and move crazy fast. That's...all I got so far. I haven't really gotten the kinks outta what other stuff this is doing to me. But I do feel a lot stronger than before. Like I can take and do anything.

[serialskiller]

Do you still feel pain?

[It knows a lot about the potential costs of superhuman endurance.]

[opheliac]

Probably! I don't see why I wouldn't feel just a lil' pain. Oooorr maybe I don't! I haven't had anyone try to hurt me yet.

[serialskiller]

Well, I'm not going to be the one to test it. I don't want to hurt you, Jinx.

[That's how you express fondness right?.]

[opheliac]

Since when you cared so much about lil' ol me? It's kinda cute.