(and then she just books it. jinx hops over the bench as the doll falls out of her hands; hitting the ground as she runs back to the beach. with each step, there's an ice print and icicles forming right behind her. maybe it's not too late, she thinks. maybe silco is out there swimming within reach and she can just scoot him up. jinx stumbles every so often when she runs -- still not quite use to her shimmer powers, either.
and when she makes it back to the beach, jinx wastes no time to get back in the water. it's way colder now with her ice blood magic in the works but she fights off the feeling as she desperately searches in the water. every so often, she thrashes the waters away with her arms -- as if she's trying to see better. where is he? where is he? where is he?)
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(and then she just books it. jinx hops over the bench as the doll falls out of her hands; hitting the ground as she runs back to the beach. with each step, there's an ice print and icicles forming right behind her. maybe it's not too late, she thinks. maybe silco is out there swimming within reach and she can just scoot him up. jinx stumbles every so often when she runs -- still not quite use to her shimmer powers, either.
and when she makes it back to the beach, jinx wastes no time to get back in the water. it's way colder now with her ice blood magic in the works but she fights off the feeling as she desperately searches in the water. every so often, she thrashes the waters away with her arms -- as if she's trying to see better. where is he? where is he? where is he?)