-smiles- "Nope. I'm willing to fight you. " Mutters ," After three years of training with the FBI, how could I not?"
*steps out of the shadows, knife raised.* hello, hello. Don't worry. None of you will die... I changed my mind about the killing spree.
And by the look of your jumpsuit you're no regular psychopath, you're working for GLOBE, we've been tracking your organisation for years, it's nice to come face to face.
*Turns around* hmm... You seem like a heck of a fighter. But I'll take my chances. {analyzation mode: if he cuts at me, I sidestep, and break his arm. Then, a roundhouse kick to the jaw should put him out} (that's right. I'm going Sherlock Holmes on your ass... Well, at least, Sherlock Malpense)
(ummm... GLOVE, and you are quite close with that fact fletch. Except for its not the FBI who watch them.)
I'm fairly good, and I'm not here to fight -Counter analysation: If he attacks grab his stabbing arm in a clamp and headbutt him, then raise a palm into his chin- (Otto, I'm not FBI, I'm British secret service and we watch everyone)