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[Jinx is starting to seriously dislike this Vertiline thing. He's too sober for his own liking, he's running out of smokes, and now there are statues and cockawhatevers and far too many people with freakishly short ears.
Now if there's one thing Jinx knows how to do, it's get the fuck out of the way when there's trouble. And who best to hide behind than Torn?
Except he doesn't know where Torn is. And if he asks over the communicator, Torn'll lie. Because he's a jerk.
So now he's stuck. Hide, or run? Caught somewhere between cowardice and cabin fever, Jinx is currently hovering outside his artichoke, worrying an unlit cigar between his teeth.]
Now if there's one thing Jinx knows how to do, it's get the fuck out of the way when there's trouble. And who best to hide behind than Torn?
Except he doesn't know where Torn is. And if he asks over the communicator, Torn'll lie. Because he's a jerk.
So now he's stuck. Hide, or run? Caught somewhere between cowardice and cabin fever, Jinx is currently hovering outside his artichoke, worrying an unlit cigar between his teeth.]