It's a 3d interactive modeling system, and right now a Motorcycle is being disassembeled infront of their eyes. Jax fixes a few bugs, watching each coded piece of the bike come off, each screw and bolt coming out of the frame. It's highly complex.
Appearance: Tall and not to built standing at 6,5, short hair that forms a ramp above his forehead, light green eyes, normally wearing cargo pants and a dry fit T-shirt with headphones around his neck.
Personality: Funny, nice, athletic, comforting
Occupation: student, works part time at his dads machine shop on cars and bikes
Extras: drives a sweet challenger, loves going to the range, plays a mean guitar, and just moved from Florida.
btw sorry was in Arthas's acount for the first one )
Jax looks back over at his bike and gets a sad look in his eyes. He sighs and walks back over to it, putting on his helmet, and pulling away without another word. As he pulls out of the school, he opens up the throttle and blasts down the road, wheelieing a good 50 feet.
Jax pulls down the on-ramp to the freeway, gunning the throttle.
He passes a couple cars, and move the the far right lane. Suddenly, a truck comes peeling off the onramp, merging directly into the lane Jax is in.
Only problem is..Jax is in the way.
The driver never saw Jax.
In a squeal of tires, the heavy diesel slams into the side of Jax's bike, sending Jax flying off the bike. The bike is obliterated underneath the truck, as it rolls over it. Jax hits the windshield of a passing car and rolls off of it, skidding into the guardrail, and as he makes impact, his helmet visor shatters, along with his helmet cracking. He lays completley still.
The bike rolls over and over underneath the truck, debris flying across the three-lane highway. Eventually it rolls out from under the truck, barely even recognizable besides a hunk of twisted, steaming metal.
The truck slams into the guardrail and bounces off, skidding to a stop in the middle of the road.
When they move, Matti catches a glimpse of Jax's broken body.
His black and blue leather jacket is torn to pieces, showing cut up skin underneath.
His gloves are shredded to nothing, revealing torn up palms with pieces of metal embedded into the skin.
His jeans are torn up, one leg is clearly broken. His helmet is scratched to all hell, with a crack running down the side. The visor is shattered, the portion of his face that can be seen is covered in dust and bits of sharp glass.
Clover pulls out a small badge. It was a minor's access badge, allowing her to be most anywhere in the hospital. These were very rare and only given if the minor had a parent who worked at the hospital.
Matti approaches a tall, black-haired boy. He has a keycard around his neck, the kind only given to those with special access, those whose parents work in the hospital. He smiles at Matti, but it isn't a good smile. He grabs her arm and pulls her into one of the rooms.
After checking all the rooms she could, Clover sits down in the middle of the hallway. She sighs again and covers her face with her hands, unsure what to do. She listens in silence on the off chance she heard someone.