*he draws his knife in a flashy way*

...perhaps since you are already on ze BLU team? I saw you talking with that jarheaded Soldier...

hmm?
Ummm, well, in your time perioud, you all would call me a witch, since I know spells and alchemy.
But I'm much more than that...
witches can't really, erm, bend the light and dark arts...

and, umm, I can naturally produce fuel. It's part of my curse of being this beast.
-points to where her diaphragm is-
I have a special organ that produces natural fuel aka I can spi out fuel. What causes things to get firey though is when I strike my hands against each other causing friction.
-shows you her hands; the skin starts to turn balck and course about 4 inches from her wrist, and continue this way all they way to her fingertips-
The skin here is designed to make fire when striked against, like a match...


...
in my time perioud, that's all people would ever talk about when it came to me...
I was never given kind compliments concerning my overall well-being...