Trish Walker (![[info]](https://www.insanejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif){kind=small} trish_talk) wrote in ![[info]](https://www.insanejournal.com/img/community.gif){kind=small} avengers_logs,@ 2018-02-28 23:14:00 |
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When: Around 10pm
What: A dark alley, a mugging, a can of whoopass
Rating: Yellow for physical violence
Normally, she wouldn't have put herself in this much danger, going out at night for the simple pleasure of authentic Mexican Conchas, but it had been a spur of the moment decision and she was already outside, walking on as she looked around to see if there were any free cabs she could hail on the way. Meanwhile, Trish cursed her lack of phone battery, which she hadn't noticed before tossing it into her bag along with her gun and keys.
In order to shorten the trip Trish decided to traverse a mostly lit alley as quickly as possible, which was when a man jumped in her way from an obscured backdoor, mocked her for having the audacity to walk alone at night in New York - point - and then proceeded to push her into the wall and pull her purse from beneath her arm.
Of course, whoever this man was, wasn't expecting "Blondie", as he called her, to have almost three years of daily Krav Maga under her belt. Unsurprisingly, and because anything goes in Trish's chosen discipline, the first thing she did was pull the man by the shoulders with both arms and knee him in the groin. Then when he folded down, she decided to elbow him in the back of the head, at which point he let go of her purse and went into the wall while Trish used the momentum to switch places with him.
The noise, however, seemed to attract one or two of his buddies.
"Hey what's this now? You getting beat up by a girl, Tiny?" Mocked the first one. The second guy made to approach her, and Trish stepped back to give herself room.
"C'mere Wonder Woman-" As soon as he was within distance Trish hit him square in the face with a hammerfist, essentially driving all of her force into it and keeping from breaking any of her own bones. His nose was bleeding, however, and that was good enough for her. When the other man seemed to be coming for her as well Trish came down to her knees and punched up his groin before rolling out of the way, grabbing at her gun from the handbag and pulling it on the trio.
"Let me walk by peacefully. I've got permission and friends on the force you're gonna let me go or I'll shoot all three of you within an inch of usefulness." She said, her voice schooled not to tremble as terribly as it used to. The guys (the one who could see) seemed defiant, so Trish pulled the safety, baring her teeth when she heard that click.