The fine fine line.

[badluckbabe.livejournal.com]

In this world there were givers and there were takers.

The helpful, and the help themselves.

Jinx was for the time being one of the latter. Though the coarse of her short few years of life before the Earth was destroyed she had spent most of it firmly in the mindset of taking care of herself first. Up until recently that mindset had done pretty well by her.

But here she was now, adrift in space both literally and metaphorically speaking. She had worked all her young life for respect, perfecting her body, training her abilities. Scheming and plotting into the wee hours of the morning some days and what had that gotten her?

A backhand from a selfish woman she had looked up to.

Jinx had taken a few days to adjust to the sudden change in surroundings, hunkering down in a few areas, learning what she could. Now was the time for exploration. The ship had things she could use, information she wanted, skills she could learn, and who knew what other treasures she could stumble upon. She just had to find them.

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[badluckbabe.livejournal.com]

"Well I hope you don't mind if I let you run into battle ahead of me. I'll hang back and try to work out how best to ya know...win this mess." She glanced over her shoulder and winked.

[expendable-mind.livejournal.com]

"Haha! Then you'll be standing really far away then." He winked and laughed a bit. "I'm a stealth specialist, second specialty is sniping. So I'll either be in the middle of things assassinating, or sniping people from way far. Either or, I enjoy my job."

[badluckbabe.livejournal.com]

"Now that's a much smarter way of dealing with things." Jinx acknowledged, "I prefer skill over strength whenever possible."

[expendable-mind.livejournal.com]

He smiled, "Yeah, same here. Got a good head on yer shoulders, you'll know how to keep it there better than a brute with insane strength. Now if you have em both? Then you'll nigh unstoppable."

He chuckled, remembering Miguel was that kind of brute. Might not have been the brightest tool in the shed, but man could that mofo break ya apart in a sec.

[badluckbabe.livejournal.com]

"My old team had it all." Jinx acknowledged with a mild look of annoyance, "Except inspiration, or an attention span. But we had the brawn, the brains and the skill to have been something fantastic."

But well...even when it was just her, Gizmo and Mammoth things never came easy.

[expendable-mind.livejournal.com]

Splicer paused and looked back at the girl raising an eyebrow.

"You talk as if it never happened that way tho, somethin' went wrong I take it?"

[badluckbabe.livejournal.com]

She sighed and shrugged, "Bad luck I suppose, there was always a flaw somewhere in the scheme, or a factor we couldn't account for. And now well, here we are."

[expendable-mind.livejournal.com]

"Kind'of the biggest slap on the face huh? But hey, who knows, you might be able to join one of the groups here. Maybe move on up more than ye were back at yer world yeah?"

[badluckbabe.livejournal.com]

"Eh, I suppose. I just have to find one that interests me. Inspires me you know what I mean?"

[expendable-mind.livejournal.com]

"Yeah I hear ya. Can't really work none with no inspiration. You start feeling sluggish and don't really put in yer all an' all that."

[badluckbabe.livejournal.com]

Jinx slid back to the ground sauntering away with a satisfied smile, "I'll see you around I'm sure." She waved with just the tips of her fingers.

[expendable-mind.livejournal.com]

He raised a brow and grinned. "Yeah, sure. Take it easy yeah?"

It was always fun talking to the playful rogue types. They always made conversations and occurrences that much more playful.