#(chat:jax)

[siren-scng]

“...We need to talk.” Lyra glanced up as Jax entered the room. She had been wrestling with the knowledge of Cyrus’ secret for a while, putting off talking to Jax about it, but she knew that she needed to tell him sooner or later. “I have to tell you something,” she took a deep breath, biting her lip. As much as she didn’t want to out one of her people, she knew she couldn’t keep it from Jax. @jax-harper​

[siren-scng]

Rough Seas

While Jax stood guard, Lyra waded out into the shallows of the cove. She’d wanted to go swimming in the ocean this time, in case that made any difference to her voice, so they’d made their way to a small, disused cove. This one was littered with rocks and things that made it unsuitable for ships, and would give her plenty of hiding places both above and below the water in case anyone stumbled upon them. She turned towards Jax to check that the coast was clear befor she dove beneath the surface. “Are we good to go?”

@jax-harper​

[siren-scng]

Everything’s Okay

Today was the day of the trial, but Lyra couldn’t bring herself to feel nervous. Last night, Alice had given Jax a potion to cure his werewolf bite, and he had been improving ever since. She checked his temperature when she woke up, and he was normal, and sleeping soundly. She couldn’t help but feel like everything was going to be all right, now that Jax was going to be all right. Quietly, she tried to disentangle herself from his arms to go get him some breakfast.

@jax-harper​

[siren-scng]

Part of Your World

Giving a playful twirl to avoid crashing into the porters who were unloading their cargo from the ship, Lyra gracefully hopped onto one of the dock posts that protruded from the water, balancing until Jax finished negotiating the price of their latest prize. After he’d clapped hands with the final merchant and sent him on his way, she hopped down to approach him. “Can we go swimming now? I’ll drink with you later, if you want, but I haven’t had a swim in aaaages, please?” She batted her long lashes up at him, clasping her hands behind her back as she pouted up at the captain prettily. @jax-harper​

[caleb-raines]

Shit Talking

“Wilder, we need to talk.” Caleb barely greeted the fellow commander as he walked into the small office that the commanders shared. “There’s talk going around that you had some kinda scene at your apartment on the night of the festival, something with two redheads? Now, I don’t give a shit if you got some kinda fetish, but the guys are talking about it and it makes us seem unprofessional if you have girls coming and going all the time, so get your shit together.” @jaxwilder

[lola-jaqobis]

The After Party

Lola had emerged from hiding to watch the movie, but sitting with her siblings as it went by filled her with a growing sense of dread. Not because she feared the world created in the movie, but because she knew this kind of thing would hurt someone she’d grown to care about. As the credits rolled and the crowd applauded, she instructed her siblings to go straight home, and despite their earlier resolution not to be together, she knew she had to find Jax. Thoughts about his girlfriend were the furthest thing from her mind, she just had to make sure he was okay before she could go home. She moved through the crowd, her stomach twisting as she craned her neck trying to catch a glimpse of the commander. @jaxwilder

[caleb-raines]

Draft Pick

“We could promote Lopez, she’s been showing real initiative on missions.” Caleb suggested, rubbing his eyes as he leaned back from the personnel files they were looking over. They needed to replace the thieves they’d caught, but Caleb was already exhausted. He’d spent most of his day getting stitched up at the hospital after one of the culprits had pulled a knife on him, and he had a headache from the meds they’d given him. “Although she is getting a bit cocky. It would feed her ego.” @jaxwilder

[lola-jaqobis]

Moonshine

“This is not for you, good sir, because I don’t know if you know this, but you are, in fact, a dog.” Lola was speaking, quite clearly, down to the large dog sitting on the kitchen floor, staring up at her from where she perched on Jax’s kitchen table. Atlas hadn’t tried to attack her or anything, but Lola had still felt safer climbing up onto the table, her legs tucked underneath her while she drank clear liquid directly from a large glass mason jar. @jaxwilder