019. 💥 VIDEO; UN: QUEENOFZAUN

[opheliac]

[when this video starts, there are two things:

(1), it's been quite some time since jinx made a video on the broadcast. normally, she would either make a text one or audio. but today, it's a video. and in this video, for those who know her, they will notice a drastic change in her appearance. what happened to those long braids, and a different outfit, too? well. at least she's changing things up a bit.

(2), she doesn't seem to be saying anything as the camera rolls. in fact, she looks rather peeved as she sets her phone device somewhere so it can stand on its own. it also seems she is outside... on a nice sunny day, too. with a day like this, what could possibly bring her mood down? anyway, after some fiddling around, jinx moves away from her phone, and turns her back towards the audience. and then......................................................................................................................................................................................................]

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[OOC: threadjacking most likely will happen with jinx and dazai and possibly others.]

Comments

[opheliac]

And I'll point out all of those problem body areas on him. Like his waistline, yikes!

[she giggles, and her smile twists to something more heartfelt and lovely.]

Thanks, big bro. I can always count on you to snap someone in half for me when I need it. At least I got to dress the way I wanted for this.

[rebellions]

[ Ah... Her change in attitude helps Ragna snap out of his rage, and he becomes painfully aware that he's been acting in a hilariously overprotective manner, and rather publicly at that. The scowl on his face is borderline permanent, so it doesn't quite leave, but it changes into something more flustered than angry. Desperate to latch onto something different to talk about, he figures her comment about her clothing is the best next thing. ]

At least there's that... [ A beat. What do people say in these kinds of situations again? ] ... It looks good on you.

[opheliac]

That's a tricky answer because I look dynamite in everything I wear.

[she flops herself back down on the concrete, holding up her phone so he can have a bird's eye view on her. but also to use her device to block out the sun's rays.]

So what are you up to, Raggie? Doing something lame like sweeping the Church's door mat again?

[rebellions]

[ The man rolls his eyes at that, though he doesn't disagree. He knows nothing about fashion anyway, so whatever she feels good in, he assumes works well. ]

Yeah, heaven forbid I actually take care about my living space.

[ His voice is dripping with sarcasm as he says it, of course, but he's not actually annoyed at that. Yeah, cleaning the old place is lame. He would often tell his caretaker as much. Funny how the turns have tabled, for him to perform all those chores around the church without complaints, all those years later. ]

Trying out some baking combos. Wanna come over and be my taste tester? Might help to get rid of the bad taste of that whole kerfuffle.

[opheliac]

You had me at "trying out".

[possibly weird how that got her attention more than anything else he said.]

But just remember, Bucko. One taste bud out of place, and I might need to borrow one of yours. You got plenty of spare, so don't worry!

[the camera wavers only slightly then, jinx grunting as she hops to her feet before purposely rolling her device around in hope it will trigger some seasickness for him.]

Besides we gotta talk. Privately. Partner to partner, very hush-hush.

[rebellions]

I'll be veeeery careful not to mix up baking soda and gunpowder, just like you taught me.

[ He's not serious, of course. For one, he'd never make that mistake, and two, he doesn't even have any gunpowder. But it's a nice inside joke between them.

Ragna raises his eyebrow, her comment piquing his curiosity. What could it be that she has to discuss with him? Well, he'll find out soon enough. ]

Sure. You know where to find me.

fin.

[opheliac]

[with a grin and clicking her tongue, jinx forms her thumb and pointer in a shape of a pistol, and mimics herself open fire at the middle of his brow. and with that, she ends feed.]

[ooc; let me know if you want to take the next part in inboxes or handwave.]