Jinx is not quite that good at intercepting tiny little darts she doesn't expect.
But she grew up in Zaun. Zaun doesn't fuck around, regarding poisons. And she's fought against Twitch and Singed and all the rest of them on the Rift.
... That doesn't really make her any less in pain, but it does mean that she's still alive and moving despite the toxin in her blood.
"Fuck!"
She shakes her head and pulls the dart from her skin with a hiss.
"You guys fight dirty."
She smiles through the pain.
"I can respect that."
She tugs a grenade from her belt, and with a complicated-looking gesture she has a syringe in her hand, which she stabs into her shoulder- and then she's up and moving again, keying her little scanner with one hand while she scatters more stun grenades with the other.
C'mon, c'mon, these assholes have got to be coordinating somehow. Gimme a network!
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Date: 2015-06-21 11:48 pm (UTC)But she grew up in Zaun. Zaun doesn't fuck around, regarding poisons. And she's fought against Twitch and Singed and all the rest of them on the Rift.
... That doesn't really make her any less in pain, but it does mean that she's still alive and moving despite the toxin in her blood.
"Fuck!"
She shakes her head and pulls the dart from her skin with a hiss.
"You guys fight dirty."
She smiles through the pain.
"I can respect that."
She tugs a grenade from her belt, and with a complicated-looking gesture she has a syringe in her hand, which she stabs into her shoulder- and then she's up and moving again, keying her little scanner with one hand while she scatters more stun grenades with the other.
C'mon, c'mon, these assholes have got to be coordinating somehow. Gimme a network!