Red-Violet eyes snapped open as a certain Blue haired lithe woman awoke from her slumber. She yawned looking around her current residence. Scummy, dank, low class, everything you'd expect from a place in the slums, but it was a place to keep the occasional weather from being too terrible. A few rats scurried along the wall and back outside into the alley, the sounds the lowest class could be heard outside. Hmmm, I wonder what fun things I should do today . Jinx wondered rolling over ...

"Oh stop it, you know you're the only one I need...well you and zap...and Pow-Pow... you get my point!" Jinx said exasperatingly, directed at her rocket launcher sitting in the corner of the room."Go out he says, hah, am I right?" she continues looking up to the ceiling where her hextech pistol hangs. "Stupid Fishbones, I got everything I need here." Jinx says rolling back over before suddenly jumping up. "Your right Pow-Pow! how could I forget our plans today!" The tealette smiled darkly before grabbing her various guns, her chomper grenades, and a few cans of spray paint. Opening the door into the familiar back alley, Jinx walked carefree. Usually no sane individual would approach the young woman when she was out to have fun. "Firstly! Explosives, then place the explosives, and then the fun can start!" Jinx laughed as she skipped past the beggars and a few men in hooded garb leering out of the shadows.

Opening the door to one of her favorite suppliers , Jinx walked past the other people in line and went straight past the receptionist at the front, ignoring her "Oh miss, you can't go in there he's busy with a client". Ha, must be a new girl. Doesn't know the regulars... There should be a list for that kinda thing, with a self destruct option if any piggy's snoop around. Opening the door Jinx saw a burly man in standard bright orange construction gear, as well as Ziggs. The short furry raccoon like yordle with a pension for explosives.

"We need another 500 sticks if we're going to get our haul quota by the end of the year" The burly man sitting at the desk says pointing at various points on his charts.

"I'm sorry but I simply cannot just give five-hunre-Jinx?!"

"No, it's the other psycho teal haired girl that runs around with a bunch of guns, who else would I be?!" she replied sarcastically. "Now, where's my babies?"

Ziggs sighed and hoped off his chair, "This way, I keep them in special storage"

"What?, you're just going to give HER explosives for no reason but you turn down my proposal -" The miner started but was cut off.

"The Reason she is able to retrieve explosives is because she Paid for them Before hand, not because she's trying to re-negotiate an already large contract." Ziggs yells at the man before walking through the door, Jinx in tow, who, before leaving, turns around and pulls her eye while sticking her tongue out. She swiftly hops out and back after Ziggs.

"Really?, I thought you might be a little more mature since your last visit" Ziggs says leading her down several flights of stairs.

"Ya'know me, never gonna grow up!, ain't that right zap?" After a momentary silence she nods as if her gun had agreed and that settled the matter.

Ziggs sighs again "Just... don't tell me what you do with this batch. I don't want to know anymore"

"Welllll there's gonna be..." Jinx starts but upon the unamused look on Ziggs face rolls her eyes. "Alright, see ya later Ziggs!" Jinx says leaving after grabbing an oversized cigar box and remote detonator. After she left, Ziggs walked to his receptionist and leaned over to whisper "Listen, That girl that just left, she's a special customer. Don't mark her in the records you got that."

"But sir, the law says-

"Don't. mark. her in the records." Ziggs stated seriously, almost in fear it seemed.

"...Of course sir" The receptionist folds meekly and sits quietly until Ziggs returns to his office. At which point she narrowed her eyes remembering she had overhead Ziggs say the name Jinx after the girl so rudely ignored her. Marking her down with the reason 'Private', the receptionist smiled smugly. Apparently happy that she had managed to abide to the law, at the cost of disobeying her boss.

Jinx gradually made her way downtown towards the upcoming event. Schools, Rules, Laws and people... and buildings, Y'know what they all got in common?

There all fun to break? Zap replied.

Correct!, jeez Pow-pow I thought you would know that... And boring as usual Fishbones

Eh? Wha-what are we talking about? Cause I do believe I may wholeheartedly disagree on your stance.

Oh shush.

Now how shall we blow up this party? . . .I mean specifics not just explosives.

After an hour or so Jinx continued her conversations while pacing, eventually ending up halfway up an abandoned apartment building, high enough to survey the surrounding streets and event site. All the time debating on how to pull off the largest most explosion packed fun time yet!

"Mhmm mhmm, and then they'll run over there and...mhmmm... well I still think it's better the way I said." Jinx argued to seemingly nobody as she stood in the abandoned room. "Well I don't care if it's disrespectful Fishbones, and personally I doubt they'll care once their dead, right Zap?" Jinx continued looking from her rocket launcher to her hextech pistol. "Oh don't you start, he does not always take my side." The teal-haired girl said sounding annoyed. "Well you know what! I'm going with Pow-Pow on this one. There. Done, no more whining!" She said holstering the pistol and picking box of explosives.

Jinx then spent the better half of the next few hours setting explosives. Under tables, behind walls, in structural key points of one of the buildings, followed by her usual spray paint tag on a wall that she calculated...shouldn't get covered in rubble. As she went from spot to spot, most people simply assumed that, carrying guns, she must be security for the upcoming event. Perhaps making sure the surrounding area was safe. Unfortunately for the bystanders and civilians this was opposite from the truth.

The event was slow to start... So after a discussion on how boring it was waiting, Jinx finally agreed to a tea-party back in the abandoned building...Courtesy of Pow-Pow the minigun. Eventually though, the sun finally closed in on the beginnings of dusk and Jinx took a final, albeit imaginary, sip from her also imaginary tea set before picking up her various weapons and descending the stairs, a wicked grin on her face the whole time.

Alright! Second chapter iisss just about how I want it, i'm interested to see how you all like Jinx's character, cause i know i do. In game and in writing xD