Who keeps SENDING me these?!

Jinx smirked and winked at me, radiating a sort of pride. Glancing at the floor told me why. Gina and Gizmo were waist deep in the floor, apparently now made of quicksand or something, at least where they were standing. In fact, Argent was skipping around the pair without any trouble. "Nyah, nyah, nyah...you're stuck in the floor, you're stuck in the floor," Argent teased.

With them stuck in the floor, it was hard to tell how tall they were. Both had sank up to the same position at the waist. Gina's hair was a black mess on her head, seemingly spiked slightly, though it moved easily as she struggled in the floor. It wasn't stuck as though thickly gelled. Her skin was chalk white, much like Argent's. Unlike Argent, however, she had freckles along her arms and face.

Her lips, currently in a furious snarl, were black and pouty. Her lower lip had a ring through it. She was wearing a dirty light blue t-shirt and a leather vest, neither doing much to hide either her tattooed stomach or her impressive chest. On each hand were fingerless leather gloves, exposing black and white painted nails, alternating in color on each finger.

Gizmo couldn't have looked more different. Her bright red hair was tied back tightly, probably so it wouldn't fall in her face while she worked. Goggles remained strapped on, propped on her forehead currently. Like Gina, she had freckles, though her skin was far more...normal. The rest of her body was covered by her usual green jump suit...though how she managed to squeeze into it, I didn't know. From what I could see, Gizmo was a curvy girl. Not fat, just a little...well...curvy.

"Say hello to your new boss, girls," Jinx instructed. Gina and Gizmo's gaze shot to me.