[ Teeth gritted, jaw clenched, Parker groans, deep sound from the back of her throat as she twitches her shoulder violently to try to get Shepard off of her, even if she knows she can't move from where she's pinned. One more try, attempt to push her off with her leg pressed against the outside of her waist, but it's hardly worth it. Doesn't flinch when the other elbow forces her to stay still and she looks at Shepard with angry eyes, eyebrows furrowed.
Wonders just how far off the non-reality of the Black Box was, for a second, thought broken by her words.
As soon as she feels the pressure off of her neck, Parker places her hands near her head and rolls her knees up to jump up to her feet seamlessly. Waits, this time, for Shepard to get into position, and then moves again, instead of waiting for a counter, where her strength lays. Doesn't matter. She doesn't want to win, not really. Fakes a right, but pushes to the left in the last minute, ducking suddenly to strike a blow to her kidneys. ]
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Wonders just how far off the non-reality of the Black Box was, for a second, thought broken by her words.
As soon as she feels the pressure off of her neck, Parker places her hands near her head and rolls her knees up to jump up to her feet seamlessly. Waits, this time, for Shepard to get into position, and then moves again, instead of waiting for a counter, where her strength lays. Doesn't matter. She doesn't want to win, not really. Fakes a right, but pushes to the left in the last minute, ducking suddenly to strike a blow to her kidneys. ]