Jackson glared up at the at man with the fires of hell illuminating in dark colored eyes. “You’re one ugly bastard, aren’t you,” He said instead of answering the question. Having a scar so big and so obvious right on the face made it quite unlikely anyone would treasure this man in the future. Maybe his status as a leader would help, maybe. He wouldn’t give his name up so easily, but he’d happily give his fathers name up.<br/><br/>“Daniel Alea ring a bell, Onin?” The man didn’t exactly love his father, he was a pig of a man, but he was still family. “It should, but he’s my father. If you can figure out my name from that then good job,” With his hands blinded by rope in a tight not he shifted his wrists only to feel the burning sting of the rough texture digging into soft skin.<br/><br/>Jackson had heard a lot about Onin but never seen his face before. Though he called him ugly, he thought the exact opposite. He was the type of man any woman would go for in this day in age, one with power and one who can clearly care and protect them. If the scar didn’t exist the face would be to die for, though he didn’t believe that scars really dropped worth on a human life, everyone was the same in his eyes. He didn’t try to actively avoid getting shanked or simply trip and slice a knee open... he was just lucky.<br/><br/>This was not lucky however. He had never been successfully kidnapped, many have tried and many have failed. But this friend of Onin clearly knew what he was doing. Snatched right off of the streets in a pull so sudden and hard his arm popped out of his socket. He had never felt much pain in his life, and that hurt even worse being put back in. Shoved into a car he was driven to a place he had never been and into a house he didn’t know. Never thing he knew he was where he was now. On his knees in front of Onin.<br/><br/>“So, going to call my father with a ransom? I doubt you’re gay, so a little sex boy doesn’t seem to be on the menu,” Jackson was cocky, his father got him out of every situation he got into, and he believed this would be no different. He’d magically come out of it unharmed! Deep down he was hoping the other was straight because Jackson wasn’t straight and he couldn’t let that be thrown out into the world. It wasn’t well liked for men to be gay, he’d be humiliated and shunned.