 Post 2 :D curly haired prefect - "sometimes I get angry!" - 30/90 - *chicken emoji* - probably @ Disney - I speak dog
The dummy STILL had not let go of her wrist. Come ON, dummy! Instead of letting loose it was pulling her even closer, into that tight death hug that the professor had warned them about.
Now she was trapped and her own weapons were her legs - yup, it was time. She had avoided it, since it was such a sensitive area, but she had to do it. Trying to distract the dummy, she rammed her elbow into the stomach of the dummy, which did exactly what she had hoped - caught the dummy off guard for just a split second, which allowed her to pull her arms out a bit more, and then BAM! ELBOW TO THE GROIN.
THAT did the trick. The dummy released her and she triumphantly jumped away. "TAKE THAT!" she yelled with a grin.
__________________ I'm still standin'________________________________________ better than I ever did
Lookin' like a true survivor_________________________________feelin' like a little kid |