" ah I see you doubt my abilities...that hurts honestly, I thought we were going to be good friends. No dear, I'm quite good at what I do...." [b]zemaels whole body tensed and his eyes sharpened. His whole demeanor changed.[/b] "We do this together and that's it. Don't mistake my playful mannerisms for weakness. I have a revolver with three rounds and I guarantee you that every round will equal a corpse. My switchblade also loves blood..... As do I.... I don't play when it comes to business. Its my life...."