As she went in to slug the wimpy sniveling man across the face with her makeshift brass knuckles, Vriska was so rudely knocked off course. She lost her balance staggering into the brick wall of the alley. Her blood was already boiling, someone else just made it on her shit list.

"Little? Who are you calling lit-" She cuts off as she turned her good eye to them and her face dropped. Holy mothergrub.... The guy was huge. But she recovered from the shock with a snort. "Me? Torment him? Do you see my eye? I haven't even started. Now move aside or I'm taking you down with him."