I love the idea of FAHC Jeremy just being an absolute menace and no one realizing it until its too late.
“Oh, there’s a new FAHC member,” they say. “He looks like he’s not good for much more than muscle” or “He can’t be as murder-happy as the Vagabond. He can’t be as unpredictable as Gavin” or “He’s harmless, or at least as harmless as one of them can be.” He’s short and usually smiling, well-built but without the air of pure intimidation that Ryan gives out. He’s not the one that you have to watch out for, surely.
Then he’s sent out on missions and they realize. He’ll buy you a drink and then shoot you in the leg because it was “too good of an opportunity to pass up”. He’ll call a truce and then giggle as he blows up your warehouses just because he can. He’ll promise you he’ll send a message along to his boss and four months later when he’s surrounded by guns he’ll just give you a shrug and a grin and say “I never said when.” He lies just because he wants to, even when it’s obvious, even when there’s no advantage to it, and the worst part is that it doesn’t matter how many people he shoots for fun, how many lies he tells or mind games he plays, everyone still likes him. He’s effortlessly funny, with self-deprication and wry humor that practically forces you to trust him, the kind of guy that seems to be simple at first glance but in reality is anything but. He dyes his hair and smiles at everyone and loves monster trucks but he’s as sharp as a wolf and twice as bloodthirsty, and nobody expected it from the man they called Lil J.
