Jensen learned by studying the weapons and techniques that he uses. He doesn't sleep much, after all, and I figure after Renee's funeral he locked himself away in a hotel a safe distance from home (Vegas?) and just... focused on killing. Maybe started with the people Morrigan and he judged to be no big loss. Rapists. People who did bad things to children.

Funny, but right after I started this fic, there was news of a large number of African American women being killed off while the police did nothing to protect them. Truth in advertising, I guess.

The people Jensen killed were reabsorbed into Legion. It's as yucky as it sounds.

OMG, your icon! I love it.