[It's a quick, deft motion with the pinned wrist to maneuver it to pin while freeing her hand to switch hands, the one that was at his wrist moving to the wood at his throat, other hand grabbing his wrist and wrapping it to her chest, torquing it just enough to start causing pain with the lock.
She leans in closer, lips curved into into a smirk.]
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She leans in closer, lips curved into into a smirk.]
You're gonna hafta try harder than that, Sasuke.