Even for Jinx, it takes stunningly little effort to disembark without being noticed. She leaves a few fireworks behind, nothing more violent than a paint bomb, as a… thank you, for getting her the heck outta Zaun. The startled yelps as her creations are discovered is the best send off she could've asked for.

She practically bounces down the dock, ducking and spinning through the crowd. It's crowded, it's loud, the people are downright rude - she can't help but wonder how it's taken her entire life to get here. She's so awestruck, she doesn't even notice the absolute mountain of a man blocking her way until she slams her entire body into him.

"Gotta stop blocking with your face, Pow," Mylo snickers in the back of her mind as she shakes herself off, staring what feels a mile into the sky from her new spot on the ground.

The man glares down his nose at her. He crosses his arms, spreads his legs further apart, and just fucking looms.

"What're you lookin at, Chuck?" Jinx snaps from the ground, rearranging herself into a more comfortable position. If this had been in Piltover there would've been a scene, even in Zaun would've drawn attention. But here in Bilgewater, a gigantic thug looming over a skinny, feral-looking girl practically hissing and spitting, everybody just kind of moves on about their day.

The sound of spurs, then, what she thinks are cowboy boots appear beside her. A rough hand in her armpit hauls her up with very little effort, drawls, "You're comin' with us."

She could escape. If she wanted to. But Jinx has been through it lately, she's tired, she's over it, and she wants to know who the Big Boss is that's in charge of what looks to be the strangest couple she's ever seen. The wannabe cowboy constantly fidgeting with a deck of cards doesn't realize how obvious his flirting is, and the giant who reeks of rum doesn't seem to catch on at all.

"Don't let her loose, Tobias," the Big Guy says, looking over his shoulder as he leads them through the narrow, crowded streets. Jinx doesn't bother letting him know that she disabled the cuffs they'd fixed 'round her wrists almost as soon as they looked away; it's more fun this way.

Eventually, they stop in front of a ridiculous mansion. It's out of place amidst the general squalor, but it's fallen into disrepair and has a sort of… criminal feeling to it. It's opulence and decay all in one, and Jinx can't wait to get inside. It's obvious this is their destination - and she's pleased to find herself correct when the two idiots lead her down the long, long path.

When they finally reach the porch, the men hesitate. They look at each other, grimacing, seeming to have a silent conversation that boiled down to I don't wanna do it, you do it, please.

"I think she's still pissed at me, man," the big guy whose name Jinx hadn't caught says, his voice weirdly timid.

"And she's got every right to be," the one named Tobias replied. (Jinx doesn't know this, but the elusive "she" is equally angry with both men. Bringing Jinx to her, they hope, will garner them some forgiveness.)

A window on the second floor slides open, and a gun that looks like… a tiny cannon appears. BLAST! The gigantic shell hits the ground less than a foot ahead of their feet, showering them in dirt and rocks. Coughing, wiping the debris from her face, Jinx looks up to the window to see a woman with long, red hair leaning out of it.

"What the hell are you waiting for?" The woman yells out the window, and finally, Tobias and Mister Nameless Giant reluctantly shuffle Jinx inside.