Elizabeth King
"What's with all this?" Azrael walked around the table, stopping at her favorite blades, picking them up and twirling them around in his hands.
Rolling her eyes, she yanked the blades away from him, slipping one into each of her knee-high boots. Like her weapons, her outfit was customized with hidden sheaths for her many blades. Night had fallen, and she needed to do a little recon on the shadow coven. Dressed in all black to easily slip into the shadows of the city. She didn't need to attract any attention just yet.
"Do you seriously not know what weapons are?" She raised an eyebrow at him as she moved around the table picking up her blades and storing them into the hidden sheaths on her body before she grabbed her twin glocks, putting them into the holsters sitting on
