[ PCHOOOOO. madeline, off-balance as is, isn't quite expecting the shove. nor is she expecting to topple over in the other direction, yanking octavia and her hair with her in the process. the "oomph" she makes as she lands on the ground with a teenage anger elemental on top of her leaves her breathless for a moment, but soon enough she's back to trying: ]

Wait! Wait! Please, hold on for just a moment...

[ sorry, octavia - the two of you are tangled up enough at this point that yanking won't be enough. madeline reaches up, putting both hands on the teen's shoulders, and tries to look her in the eye. ]

Please hold still! I can't get us untangled unless we're both doing our best to stay calm...