Finally, she burst through the door, her vibrant presence lighting up the room. Her right side sported a long blue bang of her hair that tumbled over her shoulder, the end dipped in pink paint, a testament to her creativity. The absence of her trademark braids left her hair uneven and jagged at the back, but it added to her wild charm. Ambessa Medarda apparently tore Jinx's braids out in the last battle and tried kill her. But this did not stop the girl, she of course had several breakdowns after that, but still simply resigned herself.

“How do I look?” she exclaimed, her pink eyes sparkling with mischief and excitement. Her skin glowed with newfound vitality, a warmth that contrasted with the darkness of her past. The dark makeup around her eyes accentuated her expression

Her outfit was a masterpiece of punk flair. The tank top, now a daring cropped piece, revealed her toned midriff, bandages wrapped around her chest adorned with a haphazardly painted pink cross. The shark hood hung loosely at the back. Black pants clung to her legs, studded with several spikes that shimmered in the low light, while her boots stomped confidently on the ground. It's possible that some of the parts of her new look were stolen from Vi, such as the belt with several spikes.

But it was the colors on her skin that drew the eye—her usual blue cloud tattoos now burst with life, splashes of pink and green swirling across her arms like graffiti on the city walls of Zaun. She did look better, finally reunited with her sister and Ekko, she seemed more alive than usual.

Jinx leaned closer, an impish grin spreading across her face. “I was thinking… maybe I should draw something on you?” she suggested, her voice dripping with playful enthusiasm. She loved leaving her mark, whether through paint or chaos. She stepped back, hands on her hips, waiting for a response.