Connie's there again, aiming a kick high to her ribs; it misses, but then Juliet manages to get a half-stranglehold, forearm pressing against her throat -- not enough to be a threat, but enough to be a distraction. And then Brianna's hands are grappling with hers on the Scythe.
She should be able to wrest it back out of the younger woman's grasp, easily, but it's not coming.
Connie's second kick, the one that doesn't miss, slams into her elbow just above where the hellhound's claw caught. The dull burn of the wound flares abruptly into white-hot corrosive pain.
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Date: 2007-11-01 03:55 am (UTC)She should be able to wrest it back out of the younger woman's grasp, easily, but it's not coming.
Connie's second kick, the one that doesn't miss, slams into her elbow just above where the hellhound's claw caught. The dull burn of the wound flares abruptly into white-hot corrosive pain.