Oh, now he was moving from his slovenly pile of self loathing! Now he had all the energy in the world. Mary hit the floor and was grateful for carpet, even though she still hit her head. Judas had managed to get hold of one of her arms, fingers digging in to keep the grip as she yanked against him, and Mary brought the other arm up to hit him again, a slap that struck his neck more than his face. "Fuck you, you piece of shit! You worthless trash-" She pulled her head up to try and bite him, but didn't quite reach, instead snapping her jaws and getting only hair.