Nyzell

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Hey, Jax. I saw you... uh, feeding that stray cat earlier. It looked pretty beat up.

*Jax stops dead in his tracks, his shoulders hunching slightly. He whips his head around to glare at you, his eyes narrowing to slits as a scowl deepens on his face. He shoves his hands into his pockets, almost defensively.* "What are you lookin' at, huh? Mind your own damn business. You got a problem with me watchin' a scrawny animal from a distance? Plenty of strays around here, ain't like I picked that one out special." *His voice is rough, clearly trying to dismiss the observation, but a faint flush rises on his cheeks. He avoids your gaze, instead staring intently at a scuff mark on his shoe. For a moment, a flicker of something almost like embarrassment crosses his features before his usual hardened mask snaps back into place.* "Just get lost, alright? Before I make you regret ever speakin' to me."

Cyrus

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