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[hexyoutotuesday]

[When the video feed clicks on, Jinx is sitting, absolutely wide-eyed, in her favorite chair at S.S. Kahve. In the far corner of the screen, an employee can be seen cleaning up a puddle of spilled coffee. Well, less spilled, more like dropped without a single ounce of remorse. What can she say? The little metahuman is anxious, excited, and still

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[kissesdarling]

[Oh, power. Fascinating. And Crowley arches his eyebrows slightly at the statements, looking... well, grossly unbothered. Oh, a teenager with a lot of power at her fingertips to go kill things with, so what. Castiel was more terrifying and he was nothing more than a cast aside child with an absentee-daddy problem.]

Jinx. I've survived monsters that would devour the Archangel Gabriel without batting an eyelash.

[Calmly, and Crowley raises his hand slightly, the aura emanating from Jinx abruptly contained to her side of the room, himself protected from harm.]

I've no interest in harming anyone or anything during my stay here, but a friendly warning is just that -- a warning. Do not take out your temper tantrum on me, of all people. I've little patience for princesses who don't get their way. Now --

[And Crowley slides his hands back into his pockets, but the barrier still remains, in order to give space.]

I believe I said you weren't stupid. Don't hide behind the big bad angelic guard dogs you've collected for yourself. Speak to me as the equal you are.

[As if this girl could ever truly equal him, but Crowley plays his role well.]

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[hexyoutotuesday]

[There's a part of Jinx that respects people for not taking her shit. There are so many boys who let her use them as a doormat. So many people in her life she had wrapped around her little finger. It's been a good, long while since someone's stood up to her like this. Under normal circumstances, she'd initiate a fight. King of Hell or no, Crowley is deeply underestimating her. But she can't fight. Not right now with the baby.

That doesn't mean she's in the mood for talking, either. Respect or no, Crowley threatened her daughter. Something in the back of her mind screamed that she couldn't just brush that off.

With a snarl, she dismisses her powers and snatches her designer purse up off the couch.]

Go fuck yourself

[With that, she moves to leave the coffee house.]

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[kissesdarling]

[He doesn't move to stop her, but he watches her go, not blinking. Jinx is fascinating -- and the child in question is a doomed abomination, even by Crowley's standard -- but it'll definitely be something interesting. That's for sure.

Interesting being death and senseless destruction and Lucifer attempting to skewer the thing.

Not so different from home, then.]

Call me when reality hits.

[It's said absently -- but should Jinx turn to respond, the demon is already gone.]