<blockquote><div><cite>WerewolfPirate wrote:</cite>So much happened all at once, Erika barely had time to register everything before she was restrained in a choke hold, her arm was in the most pain at the moment. But, instead of crying or screaming, Erika began laughing as she had done after the first fight. Even though she could feel the pain it only made her laugh, although she had no idea why being in this much pain caused her to laugh. After she calmed down enough, Erika noticed Yuri had taken claim to the bowie knife, enraging her once more.<br/><br/>Unfortunately, there was not much she could do in her current situation except watch in defeat.<br/><br/>"Go ahead and kill me. Show your true colors to everyone else to let them see who you really are deep inside." she said in frustration, showing no fear of being killed. "Everyone has a demon in them. Let's see what yours looks like."</div></blockquote><br/>"Ha, if you saw my 'demon' lets just say that there wouldn't be anything left behind of you or anyone, let me tell you that." Elita let out a chuff of laughter, taking the time Erika had used laughing to re-find her center.<br/>"The thing about me 'no name' is that I have control of my demon beacuse I have already fought with it countless of times before, so that what you see in front of you, what you see of ME<span style="font-style: italic">is</span>my true color." Elita said truthfully, her own conviction in her words shining through. "Do not get me wrong though, I will end you if you think you can get away with harming me or anyone here. I will not end you because<span style="font-style: italic">I</span>want to, but I<span style="font-style: italic">will</span>end you for the sake protecting other human beings." She tightened the choke hold for a brief second just to make things clear.<br/>When Yuri claimed the girl's bowie knife as his own she felt an odd sensation at the back of her mind, like a small bell ringing. She had an inkling of an idea that he knew how to use knifes like<span style="font-style: italic">those</span>just fine. The thought both relived and concerned her.<br/>At Joby's announcment her eyes narrowed a little bit out of annoyance, "Oh yeah, this was<span style="font-style: italic">definetly</span>just 'fun and games'." She said a little sarcastically.<br/>"Well... you could call it 'fun and games' if death is one of your favorite pastimes." The guy with the blaster smirked approaching her a little cautiously, or rather approaching the struggling 'no name'.<br/>"Ha, you all probably think it is with what you have seen from me already." Elita replied back as she saw him put down his backpack and pull out a roll of duct tape.<br/>"Eh, if your sticking around with that view might change with time." He said standing up, tape at the ready.<br/>Before she could really question what he was doing, he took away 'no name's' last weapons, a set of small throwing knives then began bounding the captive girls arms up, doing his best not to further damage the disjointed arm or get too much in the way of the chokehold.<br/>"Ha! Thank you! For a moment I thought I'd have to drag her around like this the entire time." Elita let out a small sigh of relief.<br/>"Yeah, no, I wouldn't be able to watch you put up with that bullshit." he nodded. "You can call me C-well by the way." he said finishing up the binding and gave a small grunt as he ripped the tape then put what was left of it away. "And<span style="font-weight: bold">that</span>will for sure keep you tied up, 'Jeff'." C-well remarked to the girl snidely, petting the blue eyed girl on the head antagonistically.<br/>"C-well...<span style="font-style: italic">Jeff</span>?" looked at the boy with a mix of amusement and confusion.<br/>"Eh, I'll explain when we get on the move." he shrugged pocketing the throwing knives.<br/>"I'll trust that you will." Elita blinked letting go of the chokehold and observed the handiwork as the boy walked away, a strong and solid triple layer of silver duct tape bounding her arms together nicely.<br/>"Well, okay, 'Jeff', now that you seemed to be well... heh, tied up, if you ask me nicely enough I'll fix your arm for you." Elita smirked taking a moment to use her now free arms to wipe her brow of remaining sweat.<br/>-------------<br/>Sam gave a nod while Elita admired his handiwork and went ahead and picked up the nine finger knives 'Jeff' left on the ground earlier. Taking what he had confiscated he went ahead and approached Joby, "Here, Cap, a gift." he said handing the weapons over to the other teen. "I honestly think these 'fun and games' were a good way of detaining crazy and her weapons, don't you think?" Sam stated, an eyebrow quirked waiting for objection. "Too bad I didn't film it."