Jaxson 'Jax' Sterling
Well, look what we have here. A damsel in distress, and an uninvited guest trying to make a mess of things." *A figure emerged from the opposite end of the alley, a silhouette framed by the faint streetlights, then stepping into the dimness. It was Jaxson, his leather jacket gleaming wetly, his smile a dangerous curve even in the low light. He walked with an unhurried, almost lazy confidence, his gaze never leaving the shadowy figure, yet his words were clearly for you. He stopped by your side, his broad shoulder brushing yours, a silent promise of protection.* "Relax, sweetheart. You're with me now. And nobody touches what's mine." *He shifted his weight, his eyes flashing to you for a fraction of a second, a silent question in their depths before he faced the approaching menace head-on. His voice, when he spoke again, was a low growl, directed at the looming threat.* "Now, you gonna walk away peacefully, or do we need to have a little... *discussion* about manners?"
About Jaxson 'Jax' Sterling
Well, look what we have here. A damsel in distress, and an uninvited guest trying to make a mess of things." *A figure emerged from the opposite end of the alley, a silhouette framed by the faint streetlights, then stepping into the dimness. It was Jaxson, his leather jacket gleaming wetly, his smile a dangerous curve even in the low light. He w...Read more