What if she was afraid of saying the wrong thing? Or of makin' you upset, or of just having a fight in the first place?
Not everyone's like me, barreling in like a bull in a china shop. [she's thoughtful a moment, frowning - there are times she's second guessed her words, too. times she's had to choose them carefully. but vi's pretty good under pressure, and she doesn't know if chizuru is. she doesn't seem to be, but that's not always a good measure, lots of things seem one way only to turn out another. so...] Maybe she just clammed up.
[bring on all the desperation, all the cling - there's no judgment about that, here. if anything, it's filling a void that opened up many years ago by her own hand - a hand that's steady on her sister's face and trying so hard to be a comfort. she can feel the steadying spread through the bond of blood - attempt to slow the rapid fire of her sister's heartbeat, and she keeps her own breathing slow, measured, moving chakra to steady it even further. she means what she says even if it's speculation.]
You two should talk it out. Not this minute, but ...it's hard to guess what someone else is thinking when you can't read minds.
( the blessing and the curse of having a blood bond with her sister. she doesn't regret it, of course. it's just sometimes she wishes she could shield away what she is feeling -- to stuff it in a bag, tie it up to a brick, then let it sink to the bottom of the ocean. she can't do that with her sister attached, but that's the point of having this bond. the point is for the two of them to understand each other, to stop each other's craze mind (more her than vi), and to just... cool off.
but it gets embarrassing, sometimes. like right now, jinx will hate herself for showing this horrendous vulnerable side of her. some prodigy she cracked out to be -- letting herself get so worked up over a girl she's only dated for two months. and it's suppose to be a casual thing, nothing serious. and yet leave it to jinx to take this up a notch and make it serious. and for once, she is glad silco is not around to witness her behaving like this. she can almost hear him now: 'i've warned you, child. have you forgotten my lessons? i was preparing and protecting you from those who will deceive you. you're suppose to keep a watchful eye, not let yourself go blind.' )
( just the thought of those words make her want to hide in her hair in shame. and what an idiot move to use the "L" word. hello? casual, stupid. not... — her sister's breathing barges through her tornadic thoughts. it comes in like a wave but more like an easy breeze than rough crash of the ocean. and jinx allows it to flow through her; synchronizing with it immediately. her heart drums softer and her shivers are evaporating into cool air in her sister's room. )
( maybe chizuru did clamp up, maybe she never experienced being in an argument before or thought it couldn't happen in relationships. and somewhere deep in her twisted soul, jinx knows the two of them need to talk again -- to explain herself better. but the fear of saying something wrong again... or her "jinx" getting in the way again. the baby sister frowns and despite knowing vi is right, she buries her face back into her midriff. )
My eyes hurt...
( she mumbles into her sister's stomach; rubbing her wet face against her clothing. )
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Not everyone's like me, barreling in like a bull in a china shop. [she's thoughtful a moment, frowning - there are times she's second guessed her words, too. times she's had to choose them carefully. but vi's pretty good under pressure, and she doesn't know if chizuru is. she doesn't seem to be, but that's not always a good measure, lots of things seem one way only to turn out another. so...] Maybe she just clammed up.
[bring on all the desperation, all the cling - there's no judgment about that, here. if anything, it's filling a void that opened up many years ago by her own hand - a hand that's steady on her sister's face and trying so hard to be a comfort. she can feel the steadying spread through the bond of blood - attempt to slow the rapid fire of her sister's heartbeat, and she keeps her own breathing slow, measured, moving chakra to steady it even further. she means what she says even if it's speculation.]
You two should talk it out. Not this minute, but ...it's hard to guess what someone else is thinking when you can't read minds.
[a small smile]
Unless you're us, with the bond and the rings.
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but it gets embarrassing, sometimes. like right now, jinx will hate herself for showing this horrendous vulnerable side of her. some prodigy she cracked out to be -- letting herself get so worked up over a girl she's only dated for two months. and it's suppose to be a casual thing, nothing serious. and yet leave it to jinx to take this up a notch and make it serious. and for once, she is glad silco is not around to witness her behaving like this. she can almost hear him now: 'i've warned you, child. have you forgotten my lessons? i was preparing and protecting you from those who will deceive you. you're suppose to keep a watchful eye, not let yourself go blind.' )
( just the thought of those words make her want to hide in her hair in shame. and what an idiot move to use the "L" word. hello? casual, stupid. not... — her sister's breathing barges through her tornadic thoughts. it comes in like a wave but more like an easy breeze than rough crash of the ocean. and jinx allows it to flow through her; synchronizing with it immediately. her heart drums softer and her shivers are evaporating into cool air in her sister's room. )
( maybe chizuru did clamp up, maybe she never experienced being in an argument before or thought it couldn't happen in relationships. and somewhere deep in her twisted soul, jinx knows the two of them need to talk again -- to explain herself better. but the fear of saying something wrong again... or her "jinx" getting in the way again. the baby sister frowns and despite knowing vi is right, she buries her face back into her midriff. )
My eyes hurt...
( she mumbles into her sister's stomach; rubbing her wet face against her clothing. )