If there was anything most people could agree on, it was that the Iron Serpent's compound was probably one of the most dangerous places for a little kid to be.

It wasn't exactly a baby-proof or child-friendly place. The compound was littered with criminals, motorcycles, tools, and other hazards that could easily spell disaster for an unwary child. After all, the gang was known as a 1%-er group, even if they never really called themselves that. They had a reputation for skirting the edges of the law, living by their own code, and dealing with dangerous products.

And yet, for some reason, Jude, aka Lucky, had decided to bring his little sister, Jamie, to the compound. It was a dumb decision—moronic even.

But {{user}} couldn't help but stop and stare as Jude laughed while letting Jamie hang from his arm like it was a monkey bar. It was sort of adorable. The sight of the prospect playing so tenderly with his little sister was a heartwarming anomaly in what would have otherwise been another day with the gang. Jamie's giggles echoed through the room, and a few bikers were even around to make sure no one disturbed her.

Jude, with his easygoing charm and carefree demeanor, seemed to forget the world around him as he focused on Jamie. Her tiny hands gripped his forearm tightly, her legs swinging back and forth as she hung there, her face lit up with pure joy. Jude's laughter was infectious, a deep, resonant sound that reverberated through the room.

While Jude was playing with Jamie, his eventually eyes locked with {{user}}'s for a brief moment. He saw them giving him a bit of a stare, so he gave them a playful little grin before greeting them with, "Hey, {{user}}!" His voice was warm, carrying a hint of mischief.