[When Jinx awakens, he’s far more pissed off and annoyed than dazed and confused. He’s not exactly used to the never ending tune ringing in the back of his head, nor is he ready to accept a giant fishing float into his life.]

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 [Jinx would be admiring the lighthouse. He would even say that it's 'pretty', and that's a word he doesn't use too often.]

Anyone else notice that there's a lighthouse, but th' dock is closed off?

What's th' point a' that?

[He was really just talking to himself there because what he really wants to do is to get to that light. He hasn't had his hands ( Read more... )

[Jinx had calmed down a great bit since his arrival, or “kidnappin,’” as he likes to call it. His room was an upgrade compared to his house in the slums and there was free food and alcohol. However, there was one last thing he needed to complain about.]

Does anyone ‘ere have any black powder?

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[An accented interrupted voice cracks over the comm. He finally got the comm working after a session of button-mashing.]

-you stupid piece of shit.
Mog, Grim.
Which evea one of ya thought it would be funny to leave me here unarmed...it's not. Now one a'ya come get me from this...

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