I turned around to leave when I saw someone in the doorway. "Excuse me." I said, trying to get by. But the man didn't move. He was tall, brunette, and definitely needed a shave. "Can I get by?" I tried to walk around him but he still didn't budge. 
"Where do you think you're going, Tilarian?" He said in a gruff voice. He smirked, looking me in the eyes. 
"Tilerian? You are too. Now please move." I stared at him. I knew he was a Jaxlor, but I didn't want any trouble. "Excuse me." I shoved him out of my way. He glared at me, grabbing my arm and squeezing it tight. 
"I said, [i]where are you going?[/i]" He growled.