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(Revised & corrected 10:05, 9/4/14)
Ororo changed her mind. She realized that any attempt to snag the taser would leave her too exposed. She leaned back slightly, planning to deliver a swift kick. Her eyes focused on the taser purposefully, intending to mislead her opponent as to her move. Her reflexes, not yet fully recovered, proved unable to fulfill her wish. Instead she executed a clumsy kick, which Lady Yeesha easily parried by stepping to one side. She then grabbed Ororo's leg by the thigh and suspended it in mid-air, while her other arm delivered a fist against her temple. Storm groaned in pain as stars blinded her vision. Lady Yeesha noted her reaction. One hand still pinching tightly into Ororo's raised thigh, her other delivered a flurry blows against which Ororo offered no resistance. With each new impact Ororo's muscles slackened further. Her fists uncurled, her arms hung limp beneath her shoulders, her knees buckled and collided against the other. As if tired of speed punching her head, Lady Yeesha released the leg in her grasp, and pivoting, worked over her belly, her fists punching into her like alternating pistons.
Ororo staggered into the back of the van. Her eyes, glazed over, never saw the incoming boot that caught her under the chin. Her mind, already descending into quiescent submission, registered the impact like an order to shut down and turn off the lights for the night. Another right hook followed, unnecessary as it was. Lady Yeesha wanted to ensure she was not feigning her helplessness. The back of her head ricocheted against the door with a sickening thud. Ororo slid down the van, her bare flesh screeching against the surface of the door like fingernails on a chalkboard. She was completely unconscious before she hit the pavement. Ironically the bio-pulse taser was within easy reach, but it could do her no good now. The fight was over for Ororo.
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For the next part, see .
For the first part, see . For the previous scene, see .
Ororo changed her mind. She realized that any attempt to snag the taser would leave her too exposed. She leaned back slightly, planning to deliver a swift kick. Her eyes focused on the taser purposefully, intending to mislead her opponent as to her move. Her reflexes, not yet fully recovered, proved unable to fulfill her wish. Instead she executed a clumsy kick, which Lady Yeesha easily parried by stepping to one side. She then grabbed Ororo's leg by the thigh and suspended it in mid-air, while her other arm delivered a fist against her temple. Storm groaned in pain as stars blinded her vision. Lady Yeesha noted her reaction. One hand still pinching tightly into Ororo's raised thigh, her other delivered a flurry blows against which Ororo offered no resistance. With each new impact Ororo's muscles slackened further. Her fists uncurled, her arms hung limp beneath her shoulders, her knees buckled and collided against the other. As if tired of speed punching her head, Lady Yeesha released the leg in her grasp, and pivoting, worked over her belly, her fists punching into her like alternating pistons.
Ororo staggered into the back of the van. Her eyes, glazed over, never saw the incoming boot that caught her under the chin. Her mind, already descending into quiescent submission, registered the impact like an order to shut down and turn off the lights for the night. Another right hook followed, unnecessary as it was. Lady Yeesha wanted to ensure she was not feigning her helplessness. The back of her head ricocheted against the door with a sickening thud. Ororo slid down the van, her bare flesh screeching against the surface of the door like fingernails on a chalkboard. She was completely unconscious before she hit the pavement. Ironically the bio-pulse taser was within easy reach, but it could do her no good now. The fight was over for Ororo.
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For the next part, see .
For the first part, see . For the previous scene, see .
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Since you requested feed back and input I do have an idea to share.
After Lady Yeesha gives Storm that beating ( and releases the faux police man and maybe he colects some pay back - or maybe lady Yeesha prevents him saying he has not earned that privilege) ,our beleaguered heroine is rolled up inside the mat on the van floor which is then tightly strapped around her .
Lady Yeesha orders this as an extra precaution.
Of course this move will totally stress out the claustrophobic heroine.
And make it harder for her to deal with whatever is in store for her at her destination
What do you think?
After Lady Yeesha gives Storm that beating ( and releases the faux police man and maybe he colects some pay back - or maybe lady Yeesha prevents him saying he has not earned that privilege) ,our beleaguered heroine is rolled up inside the mat on the van floor which is then tightly strapped around her .
Lady Yeesha orders this as an extra precaution.
Of course this move will totally stress out the claustrophobic heroine.
And make it harder for her to deal with whatever is in store for her at her destination
What do you think?