The Inventor's Jinx

Chapter 24: the tea party (pt1)

/|\POV Violet
/|\AGE 27

I having faded back into the land of the living I didn't really know where I was or had been maybe I had gotten drunk or something.. but I faintly remember a few words which made me think other wise - "bravo, sister"

I had began to try and move but it proved difficult when I realised I couldn't it was because I had been strapped down into the chair I sat in which I looked a table in the darkest room possible

I thought I started to hear things when I heard repeating footsteps

I saw the thing infront of me turn on split open and begin to spin and play a music with sparks having to travel down the metal lines on the thing I faintly recognise in Powders things from back when Vander cares for us

Powder: really thought I buried this place.. *sigh*

A voice had spoken - powders voice had spoken loudly, clearly. Not happy but it was there, I looked around to see a shadow of Powders standing in stairs and began to flow down them

Powder: but I should have known better

Quickly replying trying to get her to answer me, especially after what had went down with her and Caitlyn

Me: Powder?

I had called out clearly to get her attention but she continued to ignore me going into somethings that I didn't know if they related to me or not

Powder: nothing ever stays dead

Her voice going to a deadly grim tone, almost threateningly which worked for her shockingly enough though she probably learned that from Silco.. the manipulative bastard

Me: are we alone?

I had maybe said a little too desperately for what I wanted to convey to her, but I was desperate so I guess it came across as genuine

Powder: for now.. maybe forever.. wanna know a secret.. Silco thinks he made jinx with al his rants and all his hard want lessons "excuse your doubts jinx" "be what they fear jinx" like everything was the same as when Vander left him... but he didn't make jinx.. you did..

She sounded like she had been explaining something, or maybe she was trying to get me to understand her a bit more.. have i.. gotten through to her

Me: I'm sorry powder.. I never meant to leave you

The lights were going out.. the ones in front of me.. 1.. by.. 1 they disappeared slowly burning out as we talked

Powder: you never left.. I always heard you.. the shadows in the street..prickles on the back of my neck..your voice.. pushing me.. picking me up, when all the colours seemed black.. you're the reason I'm still alive

Her voice had echoed throughout our entire conversation as she expressed herself this way I didn't really understand why I was tied up but let it be as I began to speak to her

Me: I spent so many nights in that shitty prison, on that freezing floor, hungry, bloody, counting the hours.. the only thing.. the only thing that kept me going was the thought of getting back to you

The final light has gone out this time possibly blown out by accident by myself so a little concerned on what would happen had me on edge a bit

Powder: are we.. still sisters?

She had asked this in the pitchest of deep dark black rooms I have ever seen in my life so quickly replying to the seemingly simple question

Me: nothing is ever going to change that