[ The second shove breaks the force behind Strauss's push and soon it's obvious that Strauss isn't trying to remove the other man's weight from pinning his arms back - he's going to start needing to get the force off his chest. The wood isn't just against his arms - it's across his ribs as well, pushing them both back against the wall in another firm shove that leaves Strauss hissing and rattling for breath between his teeth.
He isn't one for talking in a fight but there's enough in him to choke out a few words, spit and rainwater included: ]
You're on my street.
[ Although the money wouldn't hurt, truth be told. And Strauss isn't above fighting dirty - with his words delivered he goes for what he really hopes is going to get the other man off his chest: a heavy knee to the groin. ]
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He isn't one for talking in a fight but there's enough in him to choke out a few words, spit and rainwater included: ]
You're on my street.
[ Although the money wouldn't hurt, truth be told. And Strauss isn't above fighting dirty - with his words delivered he goes for what he really hopes is going to get the other man off his chest: a heavy knee to the groin. ]