Jackie watched as the mugger slowly stood back up, his knife was more near her than himself. She reacted quickly, moving to stomp her foot down on the handle and flicked it into a trash bin.
"You won't be needing that." She uttered out loud as the Mugger stood up shakily.
"What the fuck..." They started, looking towards Jackie. "Did you do?"

"Kicked you, obviously." Jackie said with a smirk, readying herself for whatever he was going to throw at her.
The Mugger looked at her for a moment before he stepped to try and grapple her. Jackie responded on instinct, stepping back to spring off the wall and flip over him. A small string of strong web stuck to the wall before Jackie landed and she gave it a tug, the loose brick it was attached to swung out and slammed into the Muggers head.

She stood there as the mugger seemed to collapse, unconscious. Her phone buzzed again, [u]Hurry.[/u] The text said, [u]People are returning home, I don't want this package stolen or looked through.[/u]
She rolled her eyes before she looked around, seeing if anyone was in eyesight before she flicked back her hoodie.
She focused momentarily, breathing slowly before she flicked her wrists, two spits of web flicked out of each of her palms, sticking to higher up on the building before she stepped back and sprung forward, the dust under her feet making a bit of a cloud where she stood.