Jax // Avox // CB [Fin]

Caged creatures in places where dreams don't exist. His first cage had been the dusty cage of Ten where dry heat and harsh sunlight burns day in and day out. All that they had were children and adults who live drab lives of trying to get by. A troublemaker from the start of his young life, dodging slaughter after slaughter of children in the reapings. Ten never felt like home to him. Not enough space for him to explore, only fences and the same old people that he's talked to and seen over and over again.

Escaping the cage that he was born into had been the best idea that he ever had at a young age. The dust that stuck to his clothes had eased away into beautiful forests of green. A body of water that extended for miles and miles into the horizon had been the most beautiful thing that he had ever seen. Exploring the world for himself and seeing things that he never would have seen gave him purpose. A giant game of hide and seek was played among the wanderers in the wild. A game that he ended up losing years after leaving Ten.

They took his tongue when they decided on not killing him. The laughter in the peacekeeper's eyes sticking to his skin like the scars that had formed on his body. A destiny of being trapped in another cage with no communication or way to interact with anyone except for pouring a glass of alcohol for the rich, the famous, or the doomed. Intense training to do the job that was given to him once his tongue was taken. Fresh clothes and a clean body as he keeps a straight face while he pours more than enough wine into a glass. Born in a cage to live in another.