Under the cover of night, Jinx perched on the edge of a towering rooftop, her legs swinging freely over the drop as she hummed a chaotic melody. Beside her, Isha sat cross-legged, quietly playing with one of Jinx's guns with (your name) watching carefully under the dim glow of the city's neon lights.

Jinx twirled a glowing gadget in her hands, its blue light casting shifting shadows across her face. "Bet I can hit that sign," she said, pointing to a flickering neon advertisement in the distance. Without hesitation, she tossed the gadget, watching it arc through the air before erupting into a harmless, colorful explosion.

She laughed, tilting her head toward Isha. "Well? Pretty good, huh?"