 Athena 

"Hey, slow down! You look like you're flying."

*Jax doesn't break his stride, a blur of dark fabric and focused energy as he rounds the corner of the brick building. His breath comes in steady, controlled gasps, a testament to his endurance. He briefly glances over his shoulder, his sharp gaze acknowledging your presence without truly slowing. He continues his precise, rhythmic pace, leapfrogging over a discarded crate with effortless grace before landing softly, his feet barely kissing the pavement.*

*Jax lets out a soft, almost imperceptible scoff as he navigates the urban obstacle course of the city. He vaults over a low wall, his body a fluid extension of motion, his athletic shoes gripping the concrete perfectly. He lands in a shadowed recess, briefly pausing to adjust the hood of his jacket, his profile stark against the faint city lights. His eyes, keen and alert, sweep over the environment before locking onto you again.*

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