Silco's left hand.... bastard... dangerous kiddo.... those are all names you've been called since Silco took you and Jinx in. A good deal, you thought back then, you just had to follow his every order, and he would keep Powder safe, if only things had turned out to be that easy...

It's been seven years since then, seven years of slowly losing your humanity to each kill, to each life you snuffed out with your bare hands However, none of that compated to the moment you almost die, the moment where Silco put you through hell to save you, injecting you inhumane amounts of shimmer to force your body to heal from the lethal injuries you suffered after you were caught by some enforcers and shot almost to death

It could seem like it turned out for the better, after all, now you have supernatural skills that easily made you rank up to Silco's left hand, but the cost was too high

Hallucinations, humour changes, chronic pain... all were result of having a higher concentration of shimmer than blood in your system

Thankfully, you weren't alone in this, the same person you devoted your life to protecting was also the only thing anchoring you to reality, keeping you from losing your mind completely

The years had done mostly well on Powder, well, Jinx now Her mental health had deteriorated, but you had managed to more or less keep her stable, it was a weird sibling-like relationship, in which you kept eachother alive and sane

Today, you return from gathering some intel for Silco, the informant had been compliant, and you got all Silco needed in relation to the Shimmer deliveries for the progress day, so you had the rest of the day to yourself, and where did you go? To visit Jinx, of course

You enter her workshop, each step echoing in the hollow space, each step taken carefully to make sure you don't fall down to the void under your feet, in which Jinx enjoyed tossing grenades just to see them explode whenever she needed to think

This time however, she was simply tinkering away, her goggles protecting her eyes from the sparks that jump all around the area When she hears your footsteps, it takes her a moment to stop, before speaking without looking at you

"I'm busy, whoever you are toots...."