in a panicked, girly fashion.
Well, they were about to find out, as the second the first one reached out to grab me, obviously acting as if he was about to fight with a girl and outright punching me in the face obviously didn’t sit well enough with him. But hey, reaching out to grab me by the hair was fair game I thought with a roll of my eyes…oh, but I didn’t think so!
The second he did, I grabbed his arm, ducked under it and took it back on itself before kicking out at the back of his knee so he went down, then I twisted his arm in such a way that it dislocated his shoulder with a sickening sound. Then I dropped the screaming man to the floor and calmly stepped over him.
“Right, so as I was saying…I am interested in a trade…no?” I said as another man in coveralls, suddenly stepped towards me, this time grabbing a knife that was amongst the tools and also…was that an apple he’d been cutting?
He then looked up at his boss who folded his arms and nodded, obviously giving him the go ahead to stab me, presumably to death. Well, this should be fun, I thought with another tiresome eyeroll.
“Well, whatcha gonna do with that, grease monkey, bore me to death whilst I wait for you to get permission from daddy up there?” I taunted knowing that this was also a technique to use, as anger often made people slip up and act sloppy.
Some of the guys grunted a laugh and muttered about how ‘this bitch’ was going down. But a quick glance up at the big boss man and he seemed somewhat intrigued as to how this would go. Well, maybe putting his boys on the floor would be the start of good business. I mean jeez, I worked in a freaking museum, so what did I know, maybe this was like the initiation process or something. I mean come on, what was next for me after this, watching Pink Panther movies and training to become an international jewel thief? Oh, how my resume was certainly looking more colourful by the day.
Grease Monkey came at me and I instantly grabbed his wrist, twisting slightly as I tugged it down against his torso, then as I turned the blade back on himself, I thrust up after stepping into him. This move ended how I’d anticipated as it stabbed up into his balls, making him actually scream like a little girl. I even heard the collective hisses of imagined pain from the other three as they watched their colleague drop to the floor and more than likely no longer be able to father children. Which from the looks of him, was me probably doing the world a favour by not allowing him to add anything to the gene pool of life. Dude could have eaten corn through a picket fence after first scaring away the sheep!
“Holy shit!” one guy muttered under his breath making me smirk as I winked at him. This was after I had pointed the end of my now bloody blade at him, scanning the tip down the length of him until it ended at his meat and two veg…my guess, they were now the size of sprouts after just witnessing what happened to his friend.
Hell, for all I knew they could have just jumped back up inside his body to hide until this shit was over with. And from the looks of things, shit was far from over as I was left with three guys who all looked like thug extras from some old James Bond movie…seriously, was that actually a black turtleneck I saw beneath the cheap leather jacket?
“Anyone else wanna go, or you done with me breaking people yet and finally want to do a deal?” I asked, only looking up at the boss at the end. But then he scoffed, snapping,
“Tommy, you’re up!” The biggest guy at the back then came forward and looked ready to go as if he was going to enjoy trying to kill me. Especially as he picked up a heavy looking tyre iron and started testing its weight by letting it fall a few times in the palm of his free hand. I gave him a wry look, tilted my head and said,
“Really, is that supposed to intimidate me or something…you see that in a movie, sweetheart?” I mocked this last part in an overly girly voice making him sneer