[Peggy can feel the tug and the tension against her wrist, grabbed and latched in. She knows that there are only a few ways to get out of this, but the best one is going to likely involve a lot of bleeding and a broken nose and while she might want to win, this is friendly sparring.
So she lets herself be thrown, bracing the impact with a grimace as she looks at Shaw from where she's staring at him upside down, hoping he appreciates the fact that he's got his nose intact, not that he knew how close he was to losing it.]
Generally, not that rough. I tend to save that for the fight.
[She moves to crouch lowly, barrelling at him directly, tackling him at the waist in order to use gravity and the force of her sprint to try and take him down with her on top.]
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So she lets herself be thrown, bracing the impact with a grimace as she looks at Shaw from where she's staring at him upside down, hoping he appreciates the fact that he's got his nose intact, not that he knew how close he was to losing it.]
Generally, not that rough. I tend to save that for the fight.
[She moves to crouch lowly, barrelling at him directly, tackling him at the waist in order to use gravity and the force of her sprint to try and take him down with her on top.]