The man dubbed Axe Man, or simply "Axe", stood to his feet, patted the pockets of his pants, and pulled out a pack. Smacking one end again the base of his palm, he pulled two out, placing both between his lips. He then placed the pack back into his pocket and pulled a bloody Zippo from his back pocket.<br/><br/>Flipping it open, he snapped the butane lighter to life, a flame crackling on top. Lighting the two cigarettes, he snuffed out the flame, flipped it shut, and replaced it into his pocket as he held one of the burning cigarettes to Roxy, keeping the other for himself.<br/><br/>"There ya go, get yourself a healthy case of lung cancer." Axe said with a smirk, taking a deep intake of smoke from the burning cigarette between his lips, blowing the smoke out from either side of his lips.