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The cover of a magazine, featuring a large picture of Jinx holding out a sheet of paper in front of her that she is very clearly reading from.JINX KIRAMMAN GIVES INSINCERE APOLOGY AFTER PUTTING THREE PEERS IN THE HOSPITAL!
Following her attack on students of Piltover Secondary, Jinx Kiramman has made a public apology, in which she mocks victims, downplays her actions, and reads from her script in a condescending voice. This is yet another act of deviance and violence committed since her joining of the school, and without proper punishment, will be far from the last. Mel Medarda, esteemed principal of the school would like to focus on her reform, and has assured us that she will be attending mandatory counselling, as well as taking part in social exercises with Her Royal Highness Luxanna Crownguard lending a hand. We hope for her safety.
___________________________________Two days passed and Jinx was feeling the consequences.
It was annoying but she had realised something. Rather Caitlyn told her something, twenty minutes before the car would arrive to drive her to the therapy session she didn't know was happening so soon because she hadn't been listening.
Caitlyn called her, and reminded her the great thing about therapists. They couldn't tell anyone anything. Which means she could say anything. As long as it didn't threaten to harm herself or others. Maybe she'd get something useful out of it.
Of course the main thing that she was required to talk about was her acting up. The office wasn't very far, just in the town near campus. It was tiny, stinky, and full of hippie stuff. Crystals, dream catchers, tapestry. That kind of stuff. She suspected the smell was incest or whatever it was called. The burning stick thing.
Her name was Karma. And Jinx was trying to stay optimistic and listen to her introduce herself, but all the weird junk in the room was distracting. And her outfit. Usually she wasn't one to judge, but jeez, she looked like she just got back from a Grateful Dead concert.
Jinx kept her own introduction as short as possible. Her name was Jinx, she was eighteen, and she was here because she made a slip up and was being punished . Literally. Karma didn't love the joke. She just said it was 'very clever'.
She'd think Caitlyn would find someone a little more fitting.
Of course, the first real topic of discussion was of the said slip up. Apparently Caitlyn had filled her in, and she understood Jinx didn't want to linger on it. At least she got that much.
She hurt people. She meant to but like she didn't do it to hurt people. She did it because she was bored and thought it would be fun. For now she was leaving out the other factor.
Obviously she wasn't thinking that they could seriously get hurt. Her mind was full of slip, fall, and Lux smiling. Not neck cracking, paralysing, and death. She wasn't a psycho.
Karma said they'd need to work on her doing better with thinking before acting, which also meant taking her medicine. Boo.
The hour felt even longer than it should've. In the end, she only got one thing out of it. Hear people out. Because apparently if she listened to Caitlyn it could be very helpful for keeping her in line and content.
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