Jinny absorbed the information about the pink haired girl, now a little bit more curious. The fact that Mikron said she’d accidentally killed other students didn’t go unnoticed. That meant she definitely didn’t want to be in the same room as this girl. “That’s… actually kind of freaky. Killing someone without meaning to, just with ‘bad luck’.” Her mind was already on the train of thought however, about how one would even go about quantifying ‘luck’. This Jinx probably had some probability-changing ability. The pink sparks were lucky to be there as proof of power – imagine if she could cause one of those cascading failures without any sign at all! She’d be the perfect assassin.

Most of that thought process ceased as they hit the cafeteria. The scents of various foods hit her nose, and her stomach growled in anticipation. After she got in line, she sent a quick text to her uncle. He probably wasn’t worried, but best to let him know. [i]Hi! I think I made friends. I am eating lunch with them. See you later![/i]

Once they were all settled at the table, Bee’s question took her off guard. “Ah. Um. My mom was an assassin.” It wasn’t the truth of the matter, but it wasn’t a lie either. She quickly stuffed her mouth with a big bite of taco, having sampled the Mexican line for lunch. Jinny just didn’t want these two to react like the pink-haired Jinx, and just want to be near her for what her uncle could provide. She just wanted to have people around her because they actually liked her. Whatever that would mean at this school.

“What about you guys?”