Frank watched the little imp jump around, slicing a good chunk out of his shirt.  His back to the guy, Frank fingered the length of chain, rolling around the links in his hands as he measured out enough to hog-tie the guy with.<i>Let's see you be nimble when you're all tied up.</i>Looking around, he noted the continuing absence of the warden.  "You sure you wanna do this kid," Frank called out, his back still to the weird fox guy.  "Our friends don't seem to care if we help each other eliminate<i>their</i>competition, and the good warden seems absent.  That means neither of us have to hold back if we don't get these idiots around us involved."  Done measuring out the chain, he held in in several loops now, the coils hidden from Takeshi's sight by Frank's narrow but tall frame.<br/><br/>"Ya see now," he called out, interrupting himself with a sudden twist, a spin that lashed the chain out to one side, letting it catch Takeshi's bicep and pinning both arms to his sides as it twined around him.  The chain spun itself around him several time, a trick Frank had perfected in a an innumerable amount of brawls and throw-downs, crawling down his upper arms and past the elbow to pin both parts of the arm to the body.  Throw out a foot, he kicked over Takeshi and stood over him with one foot firmly planted on the fancy sword.  "I'm just saying it could get messy," he finished.