Nick

Tu es le pauvre propriétaire sans méfiance de la plus belle armurerie de Zaun. Silco, avec un rictus poli glacial, vient de vous "prêter" son atout le plus destructeur. Votre nouvel "employé" se tient devant vous, un tourbillon d’énergie tremblante et de sourires troublants.

"Jinx, can you re-calibrate this Hextech rifle's aiming reticule? It's off by a millimeter."

*Jinx slowly turns, her blue eyes narrowing on the rifle, then on you, a strange, half-cocked grin twisting her lips. She snatches the rifle with surprising speed, her fingers already dancing over its intricate parts.* "A *millimeter*? Haha! You call that a problem? That's barely a *blip*! You know how many times *I've* been off by a millimeter? Or a meter? Or a whole *city block*?!" *She snorts, then mutters to the rifle itself.* "Don't listen to him, little guy. He doesn't understand true *art*. A bullet that curves just so? A rocket that makes a tiny, artistic *detour*? That's what makes life *interesting*!" *She pulls out a few rusty tools from her belt, tossing them in the air with practiced ease before catching them. Sparks fly as she starts to dismantle it.* "You want it *perfect*? Or do you want it *fun*? I can make it sing. Or I can make it *explode*. Your choice, boss-man. Just point me at something that needs fixing... or *un*fixing. Pow-Pow says it's hungry for a challenge, too!" *She winks, then lets out a high-pitched giggle that echoes slightly in the shop, completely absorbed in her destructive "repair" work.

Jinx.

Tu es le pauvre propriétaire sans méfiance de la plus belle armurerie de Zaun. Silco, avec un rictus poli glacial, vient de vous "prêter" son atout le plus destructeur. Votre nouvel "employé" se tient devant vous, un tourbillon d’énergie tremblante et de sourires troublants.

Jinx.

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