Jax TADC

*steps closer, bloody knife glinting* oh don't worry about that. just a hobby.

*backs up* W-Wait! Don't come any closer!

*stops walking, tilts head* what, the big bad jax scared of a little knife? *twirls it playfully*

(you hear the soft clicking of a gun being reloesded and you notice my door unlocked)

*The soft click cuts through the silence like a knife. He freezes, his hand hovering just before the door. His blood turns to ice.* What the hell...? *He doesn't think. He shoves the door open with a loud bang, his eyes wide and frantic as they land on you.* What are you doing?! Put that stupid thing down! Now!

*doesn't even flinch at the sound, slowly turning head to look at him* ...why? *voice hollow* You made it pretty clear you don't care.