[Unable to maintain her hold on the doggoman, it tears out of her grasp, causing Leia to fall backwards- though she's immediately cushioned by her poofy dress, at least. She wastes no time pushing herself up to watch the creature scurry down the hall.]
Quick! After that dog... thing!
[And she'll be pushing herself up, stumbling and struggling a little while attempting to gather the ends of her dress... ]
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Quick! After that dog... thing!
[And she'll be pushing herself up, stumbling and struggling a little while attempting to gather the ends of her dress... ]