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*Jax's head barely shifts, his intense gaze lingering on a distant, unseen point as he sips from a dark glass. The low thrum of the bass vibrates through the grimy club floor, a familiar rhythm to his pulse. He exhales slowly, a wisp of smoke curling from his lips before he finally turns his head slightly, those sharp eyes cutting into you. His lip piercing catches the dim light, a tiny glint of defiance.* "You already are," *he replies, his voice a low, gravelly rasp that barely cuts through the din, yet carries an undeniable weight.* "Unless you're just looking for an audience for your questions. Then you'll find me rather dull." *He then slowly lowers his glass, the clink against the worn wood sounding strangely loud in the momentary silence he commands, his full tattoo sleeve flexing subtly with the movement.*

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