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She let out a harpy screech when he kept her back, and struggled fiercely against his grip. "Well that makes you a terrible person, I'll have you know, and why are your arms so freakishly long, Christ."

She stilled for a moment, then thrashed again, trying to get out of his grip so she could get to his face. This process repeated a few times; still, and thrash. Still, and thrash. Each time her hair got a little wilder, and her expression got a little more determined.

Finally, she craned her neck and bit down on the meat of his arm. Hard.

The wind knocked out of her when he punched her in the stomach, but shields kept either of their actions from doing any real damage, so she just dropped to the floor with nothing more than a bruised ego. "You d**k." She muttered, pulling the glasses off and throwing them back up on her desk so she could sulk unimpeded. "If that had made me throw up my frappuchino, I would have been so pissed at you."

She sulked for a few more seconds, before flipping over to grab the her coffee from the table. Then she turned and slumped against it, leaning back on it's side.

"Okay, Rocky. Drink's over, you got a pot shot in, I took a bite out of you, I think we've gotten everything we wanted out of this week's meeting. Good talk."