[there is a point near the end there that Cecelia all but full-body slips off, about to just be dangling and battered about. side saddle wasn't wise, but she's a bit busy trying to hold fast to criticize herself about it.
thankfully, the buzzer blares (not thankfully, that sound is wretchedly loud) just before her ankles hit the side of the concrete landing the machine is mounted on; she yelps and falls free of him, unfortunately taking shreds of his clothing with her claws as she goes.]
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thankfully, the buzzer blares (not thankfully, that sound is wretchedly loud) just before her ankles hit the side of the concrete landing the machine is mounted on; she yelps and falls free of him, unfortunately taking shreds of his clothing with her claws as she goes.]