 Post 1 Shoe!Girl │ Rebel Ravie │ Confundus Queen │ RP Addict
Meh. Brooklyn still hadn’t quite forgiven Professor Hirsch for the snort he’d given her earlier answer, but she’d at least semi-paid attention to the discussion of pressure points and defense. She wasn’t stupid, after all, and she did have a Muggle grandfather. A Muggle grandfather who had been in the military, and hadn’t exactly wanted his grandchildren to be completely dependent on magic. Magic was just much more amusing sometimes, seeing as it could do a lot more than just incapacitate someone. That didn’t mean she wasn’t capable. She was plenty capable of defending herself, and as far as she was concerned, she’d established that by now. She wasn’t about to run and hide, not now. She had every right to want to, since she’d been attacked without even expecting it once already, but it only made her that much more defensive.
Doing some damage to the dummies sounded promising. At least it was better than just sitting around talking, or standing and witnessing certain curses. She could do something, and she only semi-took down the list of pressure points in her notes before she’d set her sights on a dummy. She’d remember it anyway, and now she could prove that she was dangerous. She wasn’t going to just stand there and cry for help like Maggie. Dummy hugs were definitely not going to happen.
Keeping her eyes trained on the advancing dummy, she positioned herself to meet its advance. As it reached for her, she knocked one arm aside with her forearm, swiveling and giving it an elbow to the nose. She only gave it a second or two to react before she ducked away. Just in case it kept coming.
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