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VERA really wished that Mitch hadn't gotten as close as he had, mainly because she knew it would only further bruise his ego after what she assumed would occur within the next few minutes.
"Don't worry, Thomas is smart, we'll make good use of him, he'll probably be one of the brightest we've had in a while, as for Stiles..."
"Well, we don't really have much purpose for him or your father, but really, it's your choice."
"I don't care about your empty threats, I don't do that stuff anymore," Mitch spat, "who said they were empty?" Vera questioned raising a brow before tilting her head to the side, "Mitch, you have twenty seconds to say you're coming with me before we do this my way, 'kay?"
When he didn't move she smiled and nodded to herself, "kay," she waited those twenty seconds out rather patiently, maybe a bit more patiently than she should've but it didn't matter once the time was up.
Whipping out a short green tube, Vera raised the bottle and quickly sprayed the substance into Mitchs eyes a smile ghosting across her lips as he cried out; pepper spray.
Although she'd wanted something more interesting, violence per se, this seemed far easier.
A bit more deflating on his ego as well.
It didn't take him as long to recover as Vera had thought, and she was shocked to see that he stood straight after about fifteen seconds with a look that could more than definitely kill if possible.
He lunged at her, his hands wrapping around her arms to keep her from hitting him as he quickly dropped her onto the wooden boards beneath the two, she let out a wheeze as the air was knocked from her lungs and fought to look up at the man above her.
Releasing a cough, she forced a smile, "y-you're a real ass Mikolai," a cough followed, "last chance to come with me peacefully before we do this by force."
He frowned, "I think we've already started force, and you're not winning."
Tilting her head to the left, she smiled, "are you sure about that?"
And that was when her foot collided with his crotch, it came out of nowhere, and it seemed only a half-second passed before Vera had forced herself onto Mitch's shoulders as he hunched over in sickening pain. Maybe she'd watched too many Marvel movies, but she really did enjoy Natasha Romanoff's leg choke move.
Except she wasn't too interested in doing it while the other party was standing, so instead, she wrapped her legs around his neck and leaned back- hoping that her weight would be enough- and it was, just barely.
She couldn't help but smile as Mitch struggled against her, it was amusing, really, she'd never seen a man leave himself so vulnerable and yet feel so confident that he was going to come out victorious.
