[ she's not exactly smiling while peter struggles around the force of her foot against his throat, but she looks a little amused, sure. it's not as satisfying as shoving a knife somewhere painful and watching him struggle, but it's close. she's got time.
or.. not, because one of the last stragglers in the crowd bumps into her on the way out, and luckily for peter she steps out instead of her weight shifting on the foot over his neck. and now she's distracted too, turning to properly punch the hell out of the poor idiot who crashed into her. hard enough to knock him out, sending him crumpling to the floor. which is also kind of satisfying, and it's got her distracted for a long moment, but her attention gets brought back to peter soon enough ]
Where were we-?
[ rhetorical question! she drops to crouch next to him, her hand shooting out to try and grab his neck this time, maybe. unless he's got some annoying plan to get out of this. she isn't really thinking any steps ahead, she's just obsessed with the need to hurt him. ]
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or.. not, because one of the last stragglers in the crowd bumps into her on the way out, and luckily for peter she steps out instead of her weight shifting on the foot over his neck. and now she's distracted too, turning to properly punch the hell out of the poor idiot who crashed into her. hard enough to knock him out, sending him crumpling to the floor. which is also kind of satisfying, and it's got her distracted for a long moment, but her attention gets brought back to peter soon enough ]
Where were we-?
[ rhetorical question! she drops to crouch next to him, her hand shooting out to try and grab his neck this time, maybe. unless he's got some annoying plan to get out of this. she isn't really thinking any steps ahead, she's just obsessed with the need to hurt him. ]