[ if a murder isn't carried out by friday night, no more food will be provided and everyone will starve to death.
jax has been given a human form again. it feels strange, needing to eat. feeling hunger again. craving an apple one day, an orange another. it's friday afternoon and nobody's taken any chances, though; most are distressed. jax is unusually calm about this, munching idly on a piece of toast he'd made.
murmur
jax has been given a human form again. it feels strange, needing to eat. feeling hunger again. craving an apple one day, an orange another. it's friday afternoon and nobody's taken any chances, though; most are distressed. jax is unusually calm about this, munching idly on a piece of toast he'd made.
in fact, he doesn't seem concerned at all. ]