[ He grabs for her hair, she remembers enough training to grabs his wrist. Her fingers dig in, trying to control how much he can jerk her around. Her free hand wrenches on his fingers, more than willing to break his fingers if it'll break his grip.
Every brush against skin worsens the volatile mix. Rage, anger, fear. Rage, anger, fear. The emotions swirl out of her and into him, compounding against what feeds back. The other noise in the room is drowned out by the rapid beat of her heart, the whoosh of breath as she sucks in air. Pain is a detriment, but pain grounds as she tries to grapple against her emotions, trying to remember what this began as.]
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Every brush against skin worsens the volatile mix. Rage, anger, fear. Rage, anger, fear. The emotions swirl out of her and into him, compounding against what feeds back. The other noise in the room is drowned out by the rapid beat of her heart, the whoosh of breath as she sucks in air. Pain is a detriment, but pain grounds as she tries to grapple against her emotions, trying to remember what this began as.]