There are No Lines [M]

[Jak Mar]

Jak's anger was becoming a bit more apparent. Not only was he worried about his friend, Torn which had did nothing against the empire but was near inches from an old enemy who he could of killed in seconds.
Jak tried to calm himself down, letting a brief black claw turn back into his old self as he took deep breaths.

Genjuro noticed the quick change in Jak’s finger, a long purple nail with black claws. Hm.. So this is one of your sides?

The man couldn’t help but poke at the purple claw squeezing the table with disdain. “So your side is a monster… wonder what it looks like fully?”

Jak rolled to the side, trying to take breaths to avoid showing the man what he could fully do with his dark side. He was already nearly pissed but was this man really worth his anger? Maybe but with Erol watching, he’d probably choke the man if he didn’t plan to already.

But this was odd, the man wasn’t afraid of Jak.

Instead the man poked and prodded, just curious as to this man ticked.  Time had moved slowly and the scientist finally after setting up a few items asked Jak to step forward to a weight machine.

Jak sat up a bit and eyed the weight machine and walked on it.

The strange man took the time to write some data down:

Name: Jak Mar
Weight: 154 Pounds

“Uh huh.. Ok..”

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