As he called back over his shoulder his words were lost to her as he used his weight to pin her it had felt like he had slammed into her since she had thrashed forward at the same time he had pushed causing them to collide. Whatever he did off duty, he felt like a brick wall. As his hands moved about her clothes she tried pushing them away it was all she could think as her mind slipped into the whirlwind of panic it had been creating during all of this. Shrieking all the denials she could give only seemed to fuel his fire but annoy him still. Throwing her knee like in her books she read she hoped to make contact with his unit in hopes of persuading him to end this attack surely a sore one wouldn't want to continue, right?<br/><br/>A flash of movement as she lost track of one of his hands her ear rang and her cheek was warming as it started to burn. She was stunned. For a few seconds her vision swam and one hand went to the side of her face as the other braced the wall. All she wanted to do was sit down. Letting her legs give out she heard a small voice in the back of her mind hopefully call out that dead weight was harder to carry he wouldn't want to have to hold her up would he? The worst thought was she didn't know if she'd made contact or had missed.