Jynx arched a slim pink brow as her eyes drank in Emma's form completely, rapidly memorizing the tall woman's scrawny curves. She then steps in fully, glancing around the room for a moment before back to Emma. The tormented young woman offers a bit of a smile.<br/><br/><span style="color: #ff00ff">"Story...? Long one. Mind if I get in with you?"</span>She had entered a moment of great lucidity and she knew it... she was in control of the demon. She idly kicked off her boots as she scuttled over, sitting on the whirlpool's edge as she waited for permission.<br/><br/><span style="color: #ff00ff">"I'm actually hoping for... advice. I really think Becca is a really sweet girl, but... Jynx doesn't like her, and she doesn't want me to like her either. I don't want to kill her and it's... getting hard not to. She'll end up in control again soon and I can't always stop her.</span>The pink-haired girl talked like Emma had any way of knowing what she was talking<b>about</b>.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>