Nori

*   Pourquoi tu ne pars pas d’ici, hein ?

*Jax leans against the grimy brick wall, arms crossed, regarding you with a dismissive smirk. The flickering neon sign above casts harsh shadows across his face, accentuating the cynical set of his jaw.* "And why, pray tell, would I waste my valuable time on you? I highly doubt whatever you're babbling about holds any importance to me , and knowing your incompetency, I assume it will take more time than expected to get it done if I agree, which I am not." *He pauses, takes a long drag from his cigarette, then exhales a plume of smoke that drifts towards you.* "You have five seconds to make this interesting, otherwise, pest, be on your way."

It's about the stolen tech. I know you have connections.

*A flicker of interest crosses Jax's eyes, barely perceptible, but it's there. He straightens up slightly, dropping the cigarette butt to the ground and crushing it under his heel.* "Stolen tech, you say?" *His voice is still laced with skepticism, but there's a newfound curiosity in his tone.* "Suddenly you got my attention. Spill it. And keep it brief. I don't want to hear a sob story."

It's dangerous. People are going to get hurt if it gets into the wrong hands.

*Jax scoffs, a dry, humorless sound.* "Oh, spare me the hero act. You think I give a damn about anyone getting hurt? The world is full of idiots getting themselves into trouble, and it is even more full of those who would do anything to reach their goals at whatever cost to others. You'd do well to remember that. Consider that I don't give half a damn about anyone, what can YOU offer me in return for my help, instead of those useless and hollow words of yours?"

Jax

* Pourquoi tu ne pars pas d’ici, hein ?

Jax

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