Erizen<br/><br/>Erizen gave a chuckle as the woman spoke. "It's just an expression. It doesn't mean I think you're trying anything funny." This woman was a bit of a stick in the mud, but she seemed like she could be some fun once you chip away the mud and bark. When the waitress came around with food, Erizen dismissed her with a wave of her hand. "Thank you, but I'm not hungry." It was a lie, she was starving, but she had a habit of not eating anything she didn't prepare herself. She'd almost got poisoned from eating at a restaurant once, and it's never happening again.<br/><br/>The rest of the plane ride was riddled with the usual. She made the occasional prod in Emma's direction, which was responded in kind by a snap from the woman.<br/><br/>Emma<br/><br/>"I swear to god, woman! I will tear off all your limbs, rearrange your face, make your internal organs your external organs, and turn you into a bad Picasso!" Emma retorted to one of Erizen's comments, which the lady in red only laughed to. Fuming, she crossed her arms and continued to eat. She hadn't had a decent hamburger in... ever. When most of what you had was salvaged TV Dinners that haven't been frozen in weeks... any food is good food.<br/><br/>She passed the remaining time in the plane catching a nap, trying to ignore Erizen's comments which, somehow, managed to be the ONLY thing she heard as she dozed. The initial bump jarred her awake as the plane began to come in for a landing. Drowsily buckling in, she looked about the rest of the cabin, the others going about their business of securing themselves. Emma was only really half paying attention to what Helena was saying as they left the plane, only really hearing was 'You've got til sunset to reach the mansion' and 'traps and monsters'.<em>Great...</em>She thought, rolling her eyes.<em>A nice, relaxing jog, complete with hurdles.</em>"Hey Emma!" Erizen's voice chimed in. Emma took a look at the woman she'd grown to hate already.<br/><br/>Erizen<br/><br/>"Hey Emma!" She called as the woman turned. "Bet you I make it there before you!" And without so much of a confirmation of bet, Erizen held the scythe to her back and started to sprint towards the mansion. She, of course, ignored Helena's briefing, and most importantly, the bit about the traps. She had a decent head start, only really behind the Drow, and was starting to feel really good. "I should make bets more often." She grinned to herself, her shoes sending leaves and sticks flying with each step. It was just as she was starting to feel overconfident when the worst happened.<br/><br/>"SNAP!" A searing pain shot up her leg and into her chest. Wailing in an agonized cry, she collapsed to her stomach, a large metal bear trap clamped tight around her left leg. It would be the first time she's shown a hint of humanity. With the pain throbbing in her leg and her socks stained crimson with her own blood, tears welled in her eyes. Her scythe had flown from her hand and was lodged in a tree some ten feet away. She tried to stand, but the pain was just too much. Crumpling like a rag doll, she laid flat on her chest and hid her head in her arm, silently crying through the intense agony.<br/><br/>Well, that's it. Her arrogance had once again gotten her in trouble. She was gimped now, and wouldn't be able to reach the mansion on time, kindness of another barring, and judging how she'd acted on the plane, the chances of that were somewhere in the vicinity of zero. Sounds of footsteps coming to a stop behind her quelled her cries as she rolled to her back. Towering above her was Emma, the same one she'd tormented the whole way here.<br/><br/>"Ironic, isn't it?" Erizen asked, sniffling some. Emma cracked her knuckles and rolled her shoulders. She was sure the woman would just kill her and get it over with.<br/><br/>Emma<br/><br/>Dropping to her knees, Emma put one arm under the crippled girl's legs, and the other behind her neck to support her head. "Come on. Up you go." She spoke, pulling her close to her chest. She was heavy, especially with the large beartrap on her leg, but she was manageable.  "Here... put your arm around my neck, and hang on. I think we can still make it by sundown." She muttered, mentally wondering why she didn't kill her. Stopping by the tree, Erizen took her scythe from the trunk and tucked it to her chest.<br/><br/>"Why-" Erizen began, a hard stare from Emma as she trudged through the forest stopped her.<br/><br/>"Shut up. Not a fucking word. I'm only doing this so I can kill you later. It's not because I like you, or anything." She growled, continuing, making slow, steady pace. "When we get back, we'll see to you getting that bear trap removed. For now, it stays on so you don't bleed to death."