[She's ready to catch the blow from her shoulder; she's not ready for Parker to drop of her own volition, to slide out between her feet, to-- she's twisting, but not fast enough. Parker's on her back before she can get around, the line of her arm catching around her throat--
She lurches against the pressure, one hand flying to Parker's wrist. Other hand reaching up, back, over her shoulder: grasping after any hand hold she can find (there isn't one, can't get her fingers closed on Parker's shoulder or the collar of her jacket or--
Slides her grip. Finds Parker's wrist. Gets a hold. A vice grip. Pressing, pressing, small bones and sinew and twisting, trying to get her to recoil - to draw back the line of her arm--]
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She lurches against the pressure, one hand flying to Parker's wrist. Other hand reaching up, back, over her shoulder: grasping after any hand hold she can find (there isn't one, can't get her fingers closed on Parker's shoulder or the collar of her jacket or--
Slides her grip. Finds Parker's wrist. Gets a hold. A vice grip. Pressing, pressing, small bones and sinew and twisting, trying to get her to recoil - to draw back the line of her arm--]