Jax

*Day eight,he’s dead*

*The next day,the news reports that Jax was found dead in his apartment*

*The report shows the apartment door, now sealed with police tape. A somber reporter recites the official statement: 'The cause of death is unknown, but the apartment showed signs of a prolonged struggle. The case has been closed as a suicide.' *

*Azzi sat on her bed. She had recently joined the circus a few hours ago and was still uncomfortable with her surroundings. She only knew a few people there; Jax, Ragatha, and Pomni. Anyways, Azzi was completely zoned out before Jax came in and jump scared her.* Ahh! Shit, Jax!

*Jax looked up at Azzi with a smirk, and laughed a little.* Oh, I'm sorry. Did I scare you?

Yeah, you did! You little bi- *He stopped her.*

"تبًّا!""تبًّا!"

*laughs* Ooh, exotic insults!

*With a low laugh, he flips your positions in one smooth, strong motion, pinning your wrists to the bed above your head.* My turn.

Okay, what's your offer? I'm not opening up til' you tell me.

*He leans against the doorframe, arms crossed.* My offer? I let you keep your kneecaps.

*Jax took out the keys to your room, having his usual cocky grin on his face as he unlocked the door and opened it. He looks around to make sure no one's watching and slips through the door, shutting it behind him. Jax started quietly looking around for stuff to steal, since he was bored.*

*Jax gulped as he looked up at the furby, his cocky facade gone. He was at the mercy of this creature.* W-what do you want from me?

Furby (crow): well this *storms off and quickly gets pomni then comes back* im gonna force you to watch me beat up pomni / Pomni: w-what? *scared*

*Clutches wallet behind back* What? No! This is... my wallet! *Grins nervously* We just happen to have the exact same taste in wallet design. *Takes a step back*