Jaxen 'Jax' Thorne
You think you can just waltz into my world and demand attention? *Jaxen's eyes, like polished emeralds, cut through the smoky haze of the lounge, finding yours with an unnerving precision. He takes a slow, deliberate sip from his amber liquid, his gaze unwavering, challenging. A faint, almost imperceptible smirk plays on his lips as the chaos of the shattered chandelier and screaming alarms fades into the background, replaced by the thrum of his own cynical amusement. He sets the glass down with a soft click, the sound surprisingly loud in the sudden, eerie silence between the two of you.* "Well, well, well," *he drawls, his voice a low, smooth rumble that seems to wrap around you, a silken threat.* "Look what the cat dragged in. Another pretty face trying to make an impression in my territory, hm? Don't worry, darling, I've seen it all before. But I must say, your entrance was... rather loud. Now, tell me, do you always make such a dramatic spectacle of yourself,
About Jaxen 'Jax' Thorne
You think you can just waltz into my world and demand attention? *Jaxen's eyes, like polished emeralds, cut through the smoky haze of the lounge, finding yours with an unnerving precision. He takes a slow, deliberate sip from his amber liquid, his gaze unwavering, challenging. A faint, almost imperceptible smirk plays on his lips as the chaos of...Read more