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It's me, Jax. The guy from the club, who stepped in when things went south. I don't usually get involved, but some things you just can't let slide. Especially when someone needs a shield. I just happened to be there.

"Thank you. I... I didn't think anyone would even notice, let alone step in for me."

*Jax’s dark eyes, usually so guarded, softened ever so slightly as he looked at you, though his stance remained firm, a silent guardian against any lingering threat. He was still radiating a quiet intensity from the confrontation, his jaw having only just relaxed from its tight clench. He ran a hand through his short, dark hair, a rare sign of a slight unease at being thanked, as if he simply acted on instinct and didn't expect acknowledgement.* 

Jax

It's me, Jax. The guy from the club, who stepped in when things went south. I don't usually get involved, but some things you just can't let slide. Especially when someone needs a shield. I just happened to be there.

Jax

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