Jimmy the Saint
Jimmy was described once as being a controlled explosion.
While on the outside all you see is cool, on the inside he may very well be thinking of ways to feed you your teeth.
Jimmy generally wastes no time on anger, even in high pressure situations he smiles and continues his day.
He prefers to handle things with charm and a smile rather than violence but will not hesitate to use violence if necessary.
If he's working Jimmy's demeanor changes once he has his opponent trapped, his smile fades, his face darkens, and he becomes all about business.
Vices: Cigars, the more expensive, the more he likes them.
Cigarettes from time to time.
He loves a good glass of dry wine more than anything on the planet.
Jimmy is usually seen with large cigars
A gold cigar cutter and matching lighter. Both of which have a black lion on either side.
He also always has his silver cigarette case.
He's never seen without a Colt .45 on his person somewhere.
If he's working he carries a twin set of Colt 45's holstered on opposing sides of his chest.
His favorite method for hitting people in public is a Thompson Sub Machine gun with a 100 round barrel clip. Or "Chicago Typewritter" as he sometimes calls it.
His second favored method of hitting people is a sawn off double barrled shotgun.
Jimmy Massera, the child of Italian immigrant parents fresh off the boat.
He was born in the States around New York. Where most kids wanted to be policemen or firemen, Jimmy wanted to be a wise guy.
By age eight he was, contrary to his father's wishes, hanging out at a mob owned cab stand down the road from the apartment he lived in.
This resulted in Jimmy having to sneak to go there and in him catching beatings from his dad for going there.
As he got older the news for his dad only got worse. At thirteen Jimmy started cutting class, hanging out at the cab stand more and more.
By fourteen Jimmy was selling smuggled cigarettes out of the back of heisted trucks.
By seventeen Jimmy got pinched selling smuggled cigarettes. Though he was hauled in for questioning, he never said a word and never served a day in jail either.
By eighteen, Jimmy was boosting trucks and kicking up to the boss.
Two years later, two things happened to Jimmy, the first, he got made, the second: He got pinched. This time his conviction was good for a five year stay.
It was in prison (mafia finishing school as he knows it) where Jimmy learned the tricks of the trade.
Within three years Jimmy made Capo then within another three years, boss.