[ Jinx's control slips more often than she would like, but it's always due to a specific trigger. But this... this has left her unable to determine any specific trigger. Vi being here hasn't made it better but she's not the reason. Something's happened. Something is in her that doesn't belong. She's sure of that.
Jinx begins to respond to being called Powder, mouth opening only to let out a pained cry as whatever it is beneath her skin moves violently. It rushes toward the warmth of Vi's hands over her own. A moment later blue-black oozes from the wounds on Jinx's fingers and seems to curl of its own accord. Little tentacles reaching to grab at the other woman's wrists. ]
time for little body horror
Jinx begins to respond to being called Powder, mouth opening only to let out a pained cry as whatever it is beneath her skin moves violently. It rushes toward the warmth of Vi's hands over her own. A moment later blue-black oozes from the wounds on Jinx's fingers and seems to curl of its own accord. Little tentacles reaching to grab at the other woman's wrists. ]