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First, get your feet off my desk. Second, that's not the problem. Caitlyn is furious with you, and the last thing she remembers is you showing up in her house, and dragging her out in the cover of night. You do the math on why being here is a bad thing.

[jinxs]

(the KING OF THE EYEROLLS.)

Ugh, none of this is news, Goldenboy. Her being furious with me here? Nothing compared to her being furious with me at home. She's not pumping the Grey everywhere, so we have to consider that a win. Besides, she's out, and if you don't think I can't hide and jump off a window, that's hurtful.

... What is she mad about this time, anyway?

1/?

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2/?

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3/4

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Oh, I don't know.

4/4 s2 arcane spoilers

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Her mom dying?

[jinxs]

Like I said, old news. Can you stop treating me like your husband is about to walk through the door and find me here and just come have a little chat, scientist to scientist?

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[He huffs, and crosses his arms, but makes his way over.]

Hard to feel like it's a normal conversation when I'm in my pajamas, but fine. Just make it quick.

[jinxs]

Ugh, you ruin my theatrics, Jayce. You used to be fun! Terrified! Now you tell me to make it quick. What happened to us?

(the EYEROLL, but hey, she scoots over and hands him a pencil.)

What do you think is the extent of the power of a hexstone?

[hexcope]

You should have shot me when we first met.

[That would have put the fear in him for sure. But also he has a feeling she's just complaining now, and takes her pencil.]

Define extent. How much power it would take to exhaust a gemstone? Or how much power output a piece of equipment can handle before it blows up? Because we're limited by the materials we have access to— if it reaches certain heat levels, it'll just melt whatever's encasing it. Wait— why am I telling you this? What you up to?

[jinxs]

I know. I regret it immensely. How is it that one of the times I try talking first and shooting later comes back to bite me? Never again.

(but fine.)

You're telling me this because you're a nerd. I'm not up to anything, but this kid I met told me there are stones in his world that control time and space and all that. You think Hexstones could do that? Maybe that's our weird little version.

What are you up to?* oops

[hexcope]

Yes, of course they can. That's what the Hexgates are, after all. Controlled distortions of space and time through rigorously tested calculation and runic formulas. The only limit to what the gemstones can do is based on our translations of the language.

It'd be interesting to know if he has the same runes and crystals in his world too, or just a different variation of the same concept.

[jinxs]

Yeah, well, they were used to wipe off half the universe's population. I assume you are not going to tell me if that's a thing, but you know. Thought you should know, given the HexGod status. I'll be doing some calculations, maybe we don't need this bullshit place anyway.

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[Uh.]

What do you mean wipe off half the universe's population?

[jinxs]

That's all I know. Just, po-oof. So, if it can do that, maybe it could do some balance restoring too. So, think on it.

Also, didn't you tell me to make it quick?

[hexcope]

I changed my mind. Balance restoring like saving Runeterra via the gemstones? That would take... a massive amount of power. More stones than I have refined— for the sake of distributing the energy use evenly, at least. Even I don't know their limit, since they're more-or-less how magic is channeled, rather access to all magic itself.

But you think if we use the gemstones, here, we can return home without Echo's help?

[jinxs]

Yeah, but you didn't have me before. I'll figure it out, I always do. I mean, you'd drool over my guns, Jayce. Much cooler than the hex-mittens.

(her finger raises as she's about to make a point.)

What I think is that the game is rigged. They brought the worst possible assortment of people and shoved them here! Like all that happened at home would just... Poof away? What I think is that if you get scammed into getting a jammed gun, you get a bigger gun that works. And then you use it. So, are you going to work the calculations with me for a hypothetical or do I have to do everything in this house?

[hexcope]

Doubt I'd be drooling over your guns, Jinx. Maybe if you made something that did more than just shoot, stab, or blow up, I'd be impressed.

[Consider that a challenge.]

Do you think I've been sitting on my hands, here? I've been working on making a device that tracks natural formations of magic in Etraya. Since we don't have the gemstones here, it's the closest comparison to a source we can work with. The next question would just be finding a way to store the energy, once I find a decent "spring" of it.

[jinxs]

You say that now because you can't see Him.

(delulu hears what delulu wants.

also, do they? don't they? a mystery.)

In-te-resting. Hand it over! Or do I have to steal that too?

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Who's "Him"?

[Wait, is she... referring to a gun.

He crosses his arms, standing firm.]

No.

[jinxs]

Fishbones! And please, rich of you to complain about my weapon-making. Give yourself a break, just a few months! You'll give Caitlyn one too, so no need for jealousy.

(oh? jayce, please. her arms cross, only for a second, before she extends a hand with her palm up.)

Jayce. We have a nice thing going. Come on, play nice, I'll play nice too and share.

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["Fishbones." He rolls his eyes.]

It's not the same thing.

[But he won't press it too much further, considering she seems to not know he killed an undercity kid already, with a different Hextech weapon. Not exactly eager to make that one known...]

What do you have to share?

[jinxs]

It is, if you knew, but you don't, never do.

(the horrors of the future.

the fact that he leaves her hanging... he's not even a little afraid of her anymore, it seems, and that's both concerning and utterly annoying.

she should have shot him before, because she isn't now. instead, all he'll see is a chair moving, flashes of pink before she's in front of him. a stomp on his bare foot with all her twig strength, but the boot might aid with it truly hurting.)

Insufferable. You left me hanging, and you want me to share first? Rude and rude, I already shared!

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[Given that he's in the comfort of his(?) own home, in his sleep shirt and sweatpants and NO SHOES, that stomp goes all the way through. He yells out in pain and by reflex, shoves her away.]

What the hell is wrong with you?!

[He's doing that stupid hop thing where he's holding his foot up to try and inspect the damage while balancing (badly) on the other foot.]

And what's in your shoes?? Steel??

[jinxs]

(the shove is expected, but she won't dodge. instead, she'll allow the force to push her back before she's dramatically sitting on the chair she once had been.

she wishes she could record this scene. hope she can never forget it, it's hilarious, and there's a laugh.)

Welcome to Undercity fashion, Jayce. You got shoes? Make sure they're thick. Anyway, I'm guessing probably a lot is wrong with me. We can work out a list, maybe an essay of probabilities, all after we talk about magic and math.