Azaziel strode towards the very strangely decorated weapon check in desk, and promptly introduced himself to the teacher sitting down. In front of him was an assortment of weapons, some rather expensive looking too. The prices of firearms was thing Azaziel had well acquainted himself with, as most things he acquired were fresh off the black market. 

[color=red]"How do you do Mr.."[/color] He searched for a name plate of sorts. There it was, right behind the..mace? [color=red]"Professor Avalon, yes. Here are my weapons."[/color] Azaziel opened up his coat, and produced a retro 38.Special, a switchblade, a butterfly knife, and a small box of ammunition. Out of habit, he had wiped the handles of each before placing them on the table.

[color=red]"I have a box-cutter for my Blood Magic, I don't imagine you'll need that professor.[/color] Box cutters were much a much easier means of acquiring blood than biting oneself.