[ The whirring of his arm distracts her right away. That free hand shoots down on the bicep of metal, the other going for the baton that moved just at arm's length when she got down to subdue him. She only needs to reach for it. ]
Now would be a really great time to not keep trying to kill me—
[ A pause. Somewhere in the back of her mind is a debate if she could keep the firm hold on him to keep him still, or risk it to get her only weapon. ]
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Now would be a really great time to not keep trying to kill me—
[ A pause. Somewhere in the back of her mind is a debate if she could keep the firm hold on him to keep him still, or risk it to get her only weapon. ]