#╡CAITLYN x JINX╞ I’m A Married Woman Dearie

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@boxndlxsschxos​ | FOR JINX.

          Caitlyn couldn’t recall a time she’d felt so AWKWARD & UNCOMFORTABLE --- Stuffed inside a cramped & rancid sewer-pipe with her adversary. Behind her husband’s back. In the deepest depths of Zaun. Sitting cross-legged on the cold cement floor. Feeling completely INCONGRUOUS. Was in these moments she realized just how truly well-off everyone topside was --- Jinx had no lavish bed. No expensive technology (aside from guns she’d likely built herself). No food. No clothes. NOTHING. Which lead to the question, “I’ve never been to a slumber-party before, what exactly are we meant to do?” 

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          One bell. Two bells. Three bells. Call her PARANOID, but Jinx should’ve shown her OBNOXIOUS FACE by now --- Caitlyn had spotted hundreds of Zaunites. Some inconspicuous. Others loud like HER. (Well, not quite like her --- NO ONE was quite like HER). Tick. Tock. Tick. Tock. Tick. Tock. Sheriff was so on guard she couldn’t remotely enjoy Progress Day (Not that she ever had since...) --- Part of her wished that the POCKET-SIZED LUNATIC would crash-land on a rocket right about now. If only to ease her ever-growing ANXIETY. At least if she KNEW where her mark was, she could relax & take her down. Lock her behind bars. Where she BELONGED. 

          Internally, she was JOSTLED by the beep of her portable two-way radio --- Externally, the trained hunter remained CALM, COOL, & COLLECTED. Even as descriptors of a heavily wounded blue-haired girl were relayed over the speaker --- “Roger.” Heart LEAPT & RICOCHETED across ribs --- It had to be her. What had happened? Why was she bleeding? Had she been attacked? Considering the bounties (some fraudulent) over Jinx’s head, it wouldn’t be SURPRISING if someone, Zaunite or Piltovan, took it upon themself to PROFIT. ‘Better question is why in Runeterra do I care? Piltover is better off with her gone.’ Even as her mind & conscience warred, Caitlyn was rushing in the direction of the conveyor-belt coordinates. “Enforcer Vi.” She spoke STERNLY into the receiver --- Repeating everything the other officer had told her & insisting her PARTNER arrive at the location PRONTO. How could this be happening? Jinx was meant to be unstoppable. Could she be dead? ACHE in her chest both PERPLEXED & IRRITATED her.

          “Jinx! Jinx!” Frenzied shouts as she came face-to-face with a hunched over bag of BLOOD & BONES & BRAIDS --- “Bloody Hell.” Towering hat nearly toppled off with the speed at which she bridged the gap between their bodies & gathered Jinx into her arms. “Jinx! Speak to me, damn it! I swear to God if this is one of your pranks!”  

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