Alpha gritted her teeth at his taunts. Might as well leave him with a little going-away 'gift'. She knelt as if to tie the lace on her shoe, but in a matter of seconds, she stood up, her second, slightly-flimsier dagger (which hold no sentimental value like her mother's did) in her hand. Taking careful aim, she threw it with pin-point accuracy. If she ever got to play darts, well, she'd be a pro- unfortunately, that wasn't much of an option living on the streets. The blade didn't touch the stranger but flew rather close to his cheek, pinning itself into the plaster of the crumbling brick wall beside him. If it took off a hair or two, Alpha wouldn't be that surprised. One of her better throws, she congratulated herself, and gave no further attention to the stranger, turning to go. In, say, fifteen minutes, when the stranger was likely to have left, she determined to return to the alley and reclaim the second blade if it was still there. With a sigh, she stepped out of the streetlight and headed down the street, pulling the brim of her cap lower over her eyes.