Fenrir's Fangs

James watches as Viktor teaches Ashley how to perform killing techniques and how fast she pickes them up, James lights another ciggarette as he listens to Viktor's heavy Russian accent, James thinks to himself I knew she had potential....I would still have prefered it if we did not have to deal with her though...oh well, too late for that, I suppose we have to teach her now James silently puffs on the smoke in the dark corner, his light silver hair and the end of the ciggarette all that is visible from the middle of the room.

James lets his mind wander to tonight and what he would be doing I suppose the OG wont miss a few more of it's officers. James muses to himself, he never was one to take life lightly but he knew the nessecity of killing.

James wanders over to where Viktor is teaching Ashley and unsheathes his Black Machete once more handing it to Ashley "Try it this time with this blade, It may look cumbersome but im sure you can handle it, it is not as heavy as it looks" Ashley takes the blade examining it, it has been polished black through endless hours of work, on the side there is an inscription Dea Draconum Spiritum Obscuritatis, BD