She escaped his grasp again and hissed angrily, crouching like an asp. "You ****ing Russians are all the ****ing same. You push us around and then **** on us when the opprotunity arrives. Well, you can kiss my human *** cause I'm not ****ing with you. I intend to live so get the **** off my plane befre I escort your sorry escuse for a Russian Terrorist *** off myself. With much pleaseure, by all means. ***hole." She growled, spitting at him vehemently. "And you!" She sneered, stabbing Streak with the screwdriver, "Stay the **** away from me or suffer the consequences. You ****ing peice of ****."
He rolled his eyes and sat down, ignoring her rants. "Yes, milady."
"****ing ****head Russian *******s. Can't deal with someone else taking over, oh no! They have to come in and 'purify' everybody. You're just as bad as Hitler. ****ing no-good, dirty, mangy, lying, cheating, ***hole mother *****. I'd kill you if I didn't need your lucky *** to get off this godforsaken peice of junk you call an airplane. God I hate heights.." She snarled, making her way to the bathroom and persueing the notion to tear it up; making enough noise to hurt anybody's ears.
"And again you ruin everything, Aaron..." Streak muttered, rolling his eyes and settling down for a long, boring descent.
"And you can kill as many ugly fuzzballs and scalies you want honey, I don't give a rat's flying ***." She ranted, banging a bunch of silver together angrily.