[He takes that running start and she sets herself hard and solid against him, bracing for the impact, wanting to see him rebound off her the way she'd done with him--
--but instead there's a muffled oof from her and she stumbles a half-step backwards. It feels like there's somehow more of him than there ought to be, and really it isn't fair at all because she worked so hard for this strength, excuse you. And yet, at the end of the night, she's in possession of a strength that may surpass most and yet which stands only at the far spectrum of human (mostly).]
Shit.
[What should be a mutter becomes a yell over the sound of the music, and she straightens.]
no subject
--but instead there's a muffled oof from her and she stumbles a half-step backwards. It feels like there's somehow more of him than there ought to be, and really it isn't fair at all because she worked so hard for this strength, excuse you. And yet, at the end of the night, she's in possession of a strength that may surpass most and yet which stands only at the far spectrum of human (mostly).]
Shit.
[What should be a mutter becomes a yell over the sound of the music, and she straightens.]
What are you made of? Ninth House steel??