<span class="fixed-color" style="color:#6b8e23">Elianna ground her teeth together as Magneto caught her hand. She knew far better then to hiss at him or retaliate as she might have with anyone else. She grudgingly lowered her hand once he released it. She lowered her head in submission to his command not to hurt Holly. “Very well.” She said, glaring at Holly as if it were her fault she couldn't unleash her volatile temper on her.<br/>
</span><br/><span class="fixed-color" style="color:#ff4500">Holly was surprised he had stepped in to stop the blow. But she wondered if the beating would be better then whatever Magneto had planned. Holly was no stranger to pain she would have dealt with it like she always did. She had pain killers enough to numb it later. But she didn't argue with the dinner request, she didn't think it would do any good.<br/>
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She was just about to give up hope. She wasn't a fighter, she couldn't make her way out of this alone. And then Sniper passed her. He spoke just loud enough for her to hear. She looked up and stared after him. Feeling just a little hopeful. So he hadn't turned after all. </span>