|Jaxon Charles Tanner|Male|17|Blue Eyes|
Jaxon looked down at Angel. "We should.. Help her too." He said, looking at Angel with wide eyes. He leaned down to pick her up, the way you would hold a baby. He followed Alex to the first-aid stuff, making sure he didn't jostle Angel too much. He didn't want to hurt her any more than she already was hurt. "Oh, and don't feel bad for going nuts." He said suddenly, looking at Alex with sympathetic blue eyes. "I don't think you could control yourself." Jaxon murmured. He didn't know what was going on, but he knew that people were going crazy, and it had to do with that weird smoke.





They wait for she who would breed lilacs out of the dead land.
They wait for he who would drop it like it's hot whilst the pimp's in the crib.