Name: Jaxton (Also known as Jax) Fairway
Gender: Male
Age: 26
Species: Alien
Description: He is tall, dark and devilishly handsome. In his home planet, he is seen as one of the supreme, an Adonis of sorts. He is about 6'7" with what seems to resemble onyx-like skin. As for his figure, he is lean but well-muscled and strong. His eyes are an icy blue that seems to stare straight through someone's soul. Jax has claws that come out like a cat's and they are startling white. Finally, he is rough, and hard to the touch with skin that feels almost human but looks completely different.
Personality: Jax is known to be a quiet, contemplative creature who won't say a single word for days on end if not prompted correctly. His silence can also be seen as irritation or even a sign of aggression though no one can ever tell what he is feeling. His icy gaze shows nothing as if he doesn't even have a soul underneath the harsh exterior. Whenever he does talk his voice 'oozes sex' or so says a lot of the females on his planet. His words are usually said in a deep baritone without much emotion but with conviction. To the people who know him personally he is the most trustworthy of men, and they would put their lives on the line for him because he would do the same for them.
Another strange feature about the man in the pair of wings that decorate his back. They are soft to the touch and almost like what humans depict as wings of an angel. Yet, they also are very sensitive, making it hard for him to wear shirts in the first place. If he did, he wouldn't be able to focus on anything, but the material moving against his wings.
His kind is known not to take anything from anyone. The males of the species are very volatile in certain situations, especially when it comes to something they believe in strongly or their "mate".
Family: His mother, father, and sister Selene.
History: While living in high society is something most of any species wishes for, it never was something Jax was interested in. Rather, he wanted to be alone, even from a young age.
His family and he are very distant from each other for reasons no one knows or understands. All they know was that it made him into the recluse he has become and that he never once wished to change back.
(Vague because I'm still working some things out!)
Crush: ---
Other: Still utterly drool worthy!

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Name: Moxilene "Moxxie" Avery

Gender: Female

Age: 23

Species: Human

Description: Tall and curvy in all the right places, it's quite a wonder Moxxie's still single, right? Well... maybe not. Tipping the scale in height at just shy of six feet, Moxxie is God blessed with a generous chest, with an ass that many a man has just had to get a palmful of, and curvy hips that have the most natural of flirtatious sways to them as she walks. It's all perfect right? Well it better be, being a prostitute sort of depends on asthetic beauty. Her thick dark hair is streaked with blonde, and just like her figure is all natural, even with the perfect waves to be scene, even when her hair is back in a pony tail. They say the eyes are like the windows to the soul, and if that's the case then Moxxie's amber windows are like prison cells. Usually seductive and alluring at work, or sweet and relaxed at home, if you knew where to look they always held a deep, haunted gaze.

Personality: Moxxie will be anybody you want her to be, as she is very desperate to please. Not just her clients, but her normal relationships as well. She avoids her parents however, as she hates being reminded of how much of a disappointment she is. Deep down she knows they love her no matter what, but she really can't help it. Lord knows she didn't become on of the top surgeons in the country like them. She knows what it's like to his rock bottom, several times, and after flunking med school twice she'd had enough and threw in the towel. She's a smart girl, she just doesn't always make smart choices.

Family: Mother, father, brother Andrew, and daughter Irene.

History: She doesn't like to talk about it. The only thing people can really figure out is how low she had been, reaching up to touch rock bottom as she desperately tried to feed her baby girl, Irene. Eventually she had to swallow her pride and go to her parents to get back on her feet again just to keep her daughter with her.

Crush: None

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