[He's barely stopped talking and she's in motion, a fluid streak of white and golden blond, almost preternaturally fast. There's a reason she's a ninth-dan Aikido practitioner.
She seizes the outside of his wrist, twisting it at the same time as she slides under his arm and twists it around and part-way up his back. She steps in, breaking his balance and sending him face down into the ground. Hard.
Murphy gives his arm a slight, extra twist, leaning in just a bit.] You should have moved.
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She seizes the outside of his wrist, twisting it at the same time as she slides under his arm and twists it around and part-way up his back. She steps in, breaking his balance and sending him face down into the ground. Hard.
Murphy gives his arm a slight, extra twist, leaning in just a bit.] You should have moved.