Thread: Don't Jinx Me! (ClearSight x Javorcek)

Four years? Really? That was it? Jinx seemed so much younger than her...though maybe that was more because of the child-like curiosity, mischievousness, hyperactivity, and juvenile insults she kept flinging at Vi. Hey I don't have fat-! The officer was cut off yet again by determined lips capturing hers. A soft hiss left her as teeth sank into her bottom lip and she gave a little growl when Jinx pulled away. Obviously she had run out of patience being on her back and being at the mercy of the much smaller Jinx. What the- She doesn't have cow tits! What the hell does that have to do with anything?! Vi confusedly got picked up and shoved towards the hole in the wall as she questioned Jinx. What the hell did Caitlyn's breasts have to do with anything?!?! Had she missed something? She hadn't even mentioned Caitlyn! And no one was supposed to even know that they were dating! Why were women so confusing? It didn't matter, Jinx was shoving her out the hole in the wall and too busy pouting to answer her. After putting a serving of noodles in her hands, Jinx blocked off the makeshift door, leaving a very confused Vi standing outside the building. What the hell just happened?! Vi muttered to herself. She sighed, shaking her head and looking down at the noodles in her hand. She should go back in and arrest Jinx for all the crimes she had committed over the years...but she knew that she had really upset the young woman by calling her a kid. She'd let the girl have this one for free...but next time she saw Jinx, she was definitely going to make that arrest. -------- Excuse me, Vi. Caitlyn poked her head into the station's workshop which was thankfully Jayce-free and Vi-only at the moment. It was hard getting Vi alone to ask a very important question. Piltover's police department had been pretty quiet over the last week, so Jayce and Vi had spent most of the time in the workshop. Today Jayce had gone off to the Yordle Academy to talk with Professor Heimerdinger, leaving her and the one girl wrecking crew. I was wondering... Would you erm...would you perhaps like to escort me to the to the League Gala this weekend? What? Vi dropped her wrench and looked up from her workbench where her parade gauntlets were laid out in several pieces for cleaning. You want to go with...me? Vi raised a skeptical brow. Wouldn't you like Pretty Boy to take you? Jayce? Er, no. I wouldn't actually. I don't want to give him the wrong idea... Hate to break it to you, Cupcake, but he already has the wrong idea. Vi chuckled. Even she could see that Jayce was really into Caitlyn. She was tempted to say 'no', after all, Cait and her had been broken up for a couple months...but she supposed that it wouldn't be so bad to save Cupcake from Jayce's advances, maybe she'd get owed a favor. Alright I guess, I'll meet you there, okay? ----- Vi had shined up her parade grade gauntlets which were basically useless for punching anything harder than a fleshy face and tossed on one of her nicer sets of navy blue police shirts and trousers that tantalizingly hugged her rear for this evening's outing. To dress up the outfit a little more, she pulled on a form fitting white vest and a yellow tie that brought out the gold in her gloves. Dresses weren't her thing, not by a long shot...but she didn't want to go full butch either. A little eyeliner to bring out her bright blue eyes and a touch of lipstick had her looking a little more femme. After inspecting herself in the mirror to make sure she looked presentable, she went out to her bike and rode off towards the Gala. As soon as Caitlyn caught a windswept looking Vi coming in through the grand doors, she relaxed and allowed herself a smile. Then she approached the other woman, moving to 'help' by tucking a few wild strands of pink hair back behind Vi's ears. You clean up quite nicely...though I do wish you had left the gauntlets at home. Weapons aren't necessary at this event you know. Vi ignored the slight chastising, choosing to preen at the compliment instead. She allowed Caitlyn to fix her hair for her and took a moment to let her eyes rove over the sheriff dressed in a police-blue gown that hugged her curves quite nicely. Heh, calling these weapons is a stretch. Vi hardly took the gauntlets off anymore, she felt naked without them when she did. Besides, none of the summoners would recognize me without them. Hmm...I suppose not. Caitlyn slid her arm through Vi's offered one and then went off with the other officer toward their table for dinner. ---- Hey Vi. Bored out of your mind yet? Ezreal sidled up next to Vi who was standing on the outskirts of the ballroom. How'd you guess. Vi took another glance around the massive room. The dance floor was full of people who would rather cut loose rather than talk business...of course that wasn't where her 'date' was. Caitlyn was busy chatting with some cloaked summoner and the mayor of Piltover. Wanna get hammered, Ez? I thought you'd never ask. Ezreal grinned. Time for a true display of skill. The pair made their way to the bar, where a few of the more reclusive and older members of the League had holed up to ride out the rest of the Gala. Hey tender! Vi called. Can I get three fingers of Dragon's Mark, neat? That's my girl! Hic! Corki slurred and hiccuped as he called from a few stools down and raised his glass to Vi. Nice to be 'round another whiskey lover. Most of you youngins have no idear how to drink. What with all yer flavored vodkas and nonsense.