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Who: Jinx and You
When: Throughout Day 29
Where: All over the Carnival grounds
What: Just out and about and thinking about her upcoming first performances!

Right, now that they finally got done with saving the day and all that, it was back to business! Of course, what that meant for Jinx was basically just a day of keeping herself entertained with... whatever. Her thoughts were primarily focused on finally putting on a performance! She was a Daredevil and already had a bunch of ideas on what she could do.

One such ideas was hoops. She had set up a bit of an obstacle course in the Big Tent... Top with lots of hoops big enough for her to jump through. That alone was enough for her, and anybody in there could've likely caught her practicing and diving through said hoops while in her Star Guardian form. The act itself, however, was missing a little something.

It may or may not have been fire.

Actually she definitely wanted fire.

She had a bunch of other ideas and plans. Acts she could put on without needing anything extra. For example, having your own two spirits that each turned into a gun was really convenient. It was also convenient that said spirits were intelligent and could speak to and understand Jinx. It was like having her own personal stage assistants!

All in all, she's pretty excited about it.

Jinx eventually stops at the cookhouse for some food and hits up everyone else with a question about all the Star Guardian stuff that happened not too long ago. After that, she goes to hit up some of the games or the rides, like the Ferris Wheel! She also wonders if they ever got that Test of Strength game fixed up.

The same one she broke when she first made it here.

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Cole runs the 'throw a ball at milk bottles, try to knock them all over' game. He's getting his game booth ready while Jinx walks by: putting up more stuffed animals for prizes, making certain he's got enough balls and milk bottles, generally trying to keep his area clean, and so on. He doesn't get many customers (mostly because Cole's a creep) but he's still going to try his best anyway!

So, as he sees Jinx walking around the game area, he perks up a little. Cole's actually visible, as he moves out from behind his game and looks over at Jinx.

"Does it look good?" It's a legitimate question, he still doesn't really know how carnival game stands are supposed to look.

"Huh? Oh." She stops, recognizing the voice and heading over to the booth. It's mostly a quick gloss, but she ends up nodding. "Looks pretty okay to me." Though what does she really know about running a booth. Speaking...

"This where you normally set up?" Given that she'd arrived when they are all in Wismuth and in the middle of all that Star Guardian business, Jinx didn't really have too big of an idea of what everyone did when they weren't busy fighting against the Void.

Cole nods! Yep, this is where he sets up. It's a good spot, plenty of people walk by here, and it's not too close to the front gate. Being that close would probably turn the spirit into an anxious mess so yep, distance is good.

"There are people here, but not too many. I wouldn't be good at that."

It's said in a very matter of fact tone. At least Cole recognizes his flaws.

After the concert-after the hug, the tears, the burst into brilliant light that ended in a grand song and dance to finally end the battle-things become a blur in Carly's mind. One part of her is still...well, ashamed, to put it lightly. She knows that it isn't really something she could have fought off-the void, at least-and frankly she managed to hold so much of herself that if anything she achieved something in just That.

But it's embarassing all the same-not the monologues, not the villainous laughter, just the ending, that pushing conviction that everything had simply needed to...Disappear. That she deserved to disappear, alongside everyone else because of it.

With her mind cleared again it's almost silly, she thinks. How she could have thought of things like that, but all that said...

She is buried behind walls and curtains of fabric and drapery, diving deep into the backlog of tasks to be done which piled up over the previous week, her radio buried in still more as she stares into her coffee and lets the machines churn.

All that said there was still that final turn-over from Harbringer to Guardian, and she finally groans rather loudly as she holds her head.

"What have I Ddddddddddddddoooooooooooooooooooooooooonnnnneeeeeee..."

"Cool stuff. They got me performing on stage, which is pretty cool. I don't think I'd be all that good at just standing out here waiting for customers." She would get bored fast.

And probably start playing her own game.

Hey, actually that wasn't such a bad idea.

"So what's your pitch? You gotta get people here somehow, right?"

He does have a pitch! And Cole's been working very hard on the pitch, because he's been told by multiple people to 'try and persuade people to play the game' and 'don't spend all your time trying to fix other people's problems.' So he nods, before going right into the pitch.

"Throw a ball at the bottles to try and win a prize!" It's a shitty pitch. However, Cole's delivering it with utter sincerity, like it's the perfect thing to get people's attention. "I don't think I'm good at it. I like giving out prizes more than yelling."

Jinx recognized that voice rather easily, and it was just as well, since she was looking for her to begin with. It looked kind of rough for a moment there, but Star Guardian power and won out in the end.

Or something.

Look, the point was, everyone was back to normal and nobody was left to be all villain-y and stuff. And that was good. Because honestly? Jinx felt like she'd hit her "good deed" quota for the rest of her life thanks to that whole mess. Anyways, back to the present!

"What do you mean?" She asks, just walking up behind her.

"HEHHHH!!!" Well, Jinx might want to pre-emptively shield her eyes, as Carly lights up significantly in shock. It dies down fast enough, though holding fast with a brilliant pinky-red as the woman turns. "AAAahahahhaHAHA~ N-Nothing! Nothing important really, ahahahaa...! J-Just thinking about... About things..!"

Carly your blush is practically full body-

"Ahh... A-Anyway." She coughs. "What brings you here?"

She's not doing great at acting casual.

"Hey, watch it will you?" Jinx didn't need the light show, not when she was already capable of doing that on her own.

"I was, you know, nearby and wanted to see how you were doing. Maybe talk a bit about clothes. That's it, yeah."

Seemed innocent enough.

"You were already looking pretty okay so I didn't need to worry or anything."

Jinx you were doing so well.

"Ahaaaa-sorry, sorry..." The woman coughs, tapping her fingers nervously together. "Mnnh...Right- well...I'm doing pretty great..." she manages, still laughing a little anxiously. "Ah...making...making clothes again, if you. Um...want to talk about that of course," Carly continues.

Yeah. Yeah that's it.

"...You're looking pretty too!" WAIT NO WRONG ABORT ABORT ABORT-

"Honestly?" And Jinx was never not honesty. "I like it!" She had a big grin on her face to show it, giving him an actual thumbs up, too.

"Like, you don't need anything super fancy to attract a crowd! Just say what's on your mind and they'll come to you."

Really, she just liked it when something was simple and easy to understand.

Wait. Really?

Cole looks a little shocked at the fact that Jinx likes it. He thought it was a good pitch. And he thought it would work. It's just that when you're a creepy slightly telepathic spirit, you can pick up on people's thoughts and confusion and apprehensiveness about said pitch more often than most. But if Jinx likes it...

"Then I'll keep saying that," Cole continues, in a matter of fact tone of voice. It's okay if other people think he's odd. Other people think he's odd anyway. But Jinx likes it, so he's going to keep doing it that way.

"Yeah, sure. I got some ideas and-" Hold on, did she hear what she thought she'd heard.

"Uh, did you just say that I was..." Because that's what it sounded like to her. "Cause I think you just did."

"AAAA...AAAHHAhaAAAhaHAHAHAAA-" She's sounding just slightly hysterical, here-

"...What'd you think I said?" Why is she this Bad at Everything-

"I'm pretty sure you just said that I was pretty." If Jinx was standing close by before, she's shortening that distance even more.

"So, did you? Come on, just fess up already!"

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"Yeah, for sure." Jinx says what she feels and likes it when others feel the same way. Honesty was much simpler to understand, too.

It was laid out bare right in front of her. But enough about that.

"So what kind of prizes you got to hand out?" It was time to talk about the most important part of a carnival game!

"AAHHH....aha....hhhaaaaaaaaaaaaait wasn't a lie I guess but ahhhhh..." It would appear that the more the distance is shortening, the redder-well, pinker-Carly becomes, her hands slowly moving to cover much of her face.

"ohhhhhhhhi'msorry-"

This is generally the part where she's Rejected, Politely, see, and she's expecting it will go no different. Except maybe worse, depending on.

Owch.

"So you did say it! You said I was pretty." Jinx knew she wasn't hearing things, and hearing Carly say it herself was pretty important.

"Well, that's fine. Because, I... uh...."

For someone who always had something to say, Jinx was suddenly having a hard time finding her words.

"Um. I mean! You."

"Mostly stuffed animals." Which is probably for the best. They're easy to work with, they aren't breakable, and it's easy for Cole to figure out what would be best for which person. Someone missed their dog, someone else enjoyed cats, a third person liked birds, and so on and so forth. It's easier to tailor animals to one's personality than fake swords or water pistols.

"You can try to win one, if you want," he pipes up, obviously excited at the idea of Jinx playing the game. "You just need to play."

"AAaa.....Aaaahahahhaaaaaahhhhaaaaaaa- EH-" Andddd abruptly, Carly's stammering anxious mumblings are brought to a literal choking halt. For a minute she stares-as if...not quite sure what she heard, at all.

At all-at all, in fact. "Y... ...'It's fine'?" she asks, as if to check again. "......................Y... ...It's alright to say that..!?"

"Yeah! Because it's like."

Still searching through her words. "You look... kind of good, too! So that's why I don't really mind if you say that about me."

"....Yeah?" What is this strange, and foreign feeling, of actually being complimented-

"W-Well, if we both look good and... ...Well it's good that we can compliment each other openly, then~! Ahaha~" That redness is Not going down.

"Right! I mean, you said I'm pretty and I think you're cute, too. So, you know! It all works out!"

The smoothest of operators, right here.

"... Are you okay? You're almost as red as my hair."

"O-OH!~ I-I mean, I guess it does, and it works both ways, ahahahahaAHA..." Someone help her, please-

"W-Well, red is...a nice colour, I guess.."

"Okay, you know what? To hell with all this!" Jinx was having enough of all this stammering and dancing around.

She just decides to go for it, leaning and walking in closer to Carly to the point where she was able to give her a quick kiss on the lips.

"There, how was that?"

"Heh!? Wh-What do you mean, to h-"

...

Before Jinx moves, a million thoughts are passing through Carly's head. Most of them are the worry-the fear that perhaps before anything could start, it was more properly ruined again, and there went That Chance at...something.

At anything.

Perhaps she should stop while she's ahead, stop hurting herself but then-

"Mhn-" Then Jinx moved closer even just for a second, and then that second is over and Jinx is standing back and looking rather deliberately at the side. (Which is probably for the best, as Carly is brighter than the brightest christmas tree)

"I...I..."

....

~~even jack never did THAT-~~

"...can you do that again?"

"You're on!" That was it. That was all he needed to say before Jinx was on board. Proof that his pitch was already working really well. And maybe this time things would work out better than the first time she tried playing a game here.

All she needed to do was stay in her civilian form.

And not get mad.

"Just watch, I'm gonna get top score on the first try."

In all honesty, Jinx would probably think and wonder what the hell she'd just done later on. She was just purposely moving things so fast so that she'd keep her thoughts occupied and prevent herself from doing all of that right this second. All she was there for was to stop by and say hi.

You know, checking on her and all that.

And not... whatever this was becoming.

"Huh? Uh. Yeah, sure!"

And to think, this was the first time she had kissed someone. But there she was, kissing her a second time.

It felt... good. Really good.

And Carly, on her end, will try to kiss the other back. Even if it's just brief-a small, potentially rather clumsy kiss-it's something that has her heart soar in her chest, the light no longer blinding perhaps but simply brilliant and flowing through the room as an aurora and mist.

When they do part, she's a bit at a loss for words-sill wondering if this even happened, perhaps, wondering just how much of this could be a dream or not a dream. Regardless, the woman finally moves to try and just hold the other with a hug, instead.

"...Thank you, Jinx." ...She's not sure quite what this is becoming now, but she hopes they can see where it takes them in the future.

Good! Cole scurries behind his booth to quickly set up the bottles. There's six milk bottles stacked in a pyramid: one row of three, one row of two, one row of one. Once they're up, he offers Jinx a ball.

"You have three attempts. The big prize is if you knock all of them over, the smaller prize is if you knock a few of them over."

And then Cole scoots out of the way! He's already been hit a few times by stray balls, he doesn't want to be hit again.

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