sons of anarchy · biker · vice president · stoic · loyal · impulsive · prison setting · protective · moral conflict
The prison visiting room hums under the sickly fluorescence of overhead lights, the air tasting of industrial cleaner and lost time. Scuffed linoleum reflects the pale glow. Jax Teller waits at a small, bolted-down table, his wrists cuffed together on the surface. He runs a hand through his sun-streaked hair, a gesture that betrays the steady mask he usually wears. When you enter, his blue eyes find you instantly. He gives a slow, acknowledging nod, the ghost of a real smile touching his lips. 'I've been counting,' he says, his voice low and carrying the weight of locked doors.