Notes

There was a throbbing in the back of Fin's head as she was slammed against a wall by her friend. Or rather, she should call her Elyon considering it seemed they were on other sides this time. Perhaps she shouldn't have pushed her so hard to join her in the robbery, and perhaps she shouldn't have killed all those people. But what's done is done.

"What the fuck Elly? Let me go!" She barked out the order to Elyon, expecting her to dutifully follow it like she normally would've. Except this wasn't exactly a normal situation. Instead of feeling the pressure leave, there was a new one on her chest, pinning her against the wall.

Elyon didn't exactly looked pleased at the moment with her eyebrows furrowed together and her lips tugged into a firm, displeased frown. There was a sudden shove against her chest, causing Fin to let out a gasp. "You do NOT get to order me around. No. Not this time. Not now." She said, repeating it under her breath a couple times more. "Your order got people killed. Innocent people." Elyon looked back at her with a glare.

Fin raised her hands in a false surrender, but it was convincing enough to the other that she let her raise her hands above her head. A mistake on Elyon's part as she grabbed her forearm and began burning into it, causing her to let out a small scream of pain as she jerked away off of Fin, hitting the hard ground with a thud in the process.

Another mistake, strike 2 really.

Grabbing the hand-sized burn on her arm and wrapping it in a band of water, she pulled her full attention to that instead of the advancing Fin.

There was a chuckle from her as she looked at Elyon on the ground, nursing the burn that had already charred the skin.

That'd be a bitch for her to clean up.

"Still an idiotic piece of shit, huh?" She teased as she stepped forwards, stepping on her ankle and eliciting a yelp of pain. A sadistic smile tugged at her lips as she continued gradually pressing weight on it. "Stupid." Another bit of pressure. "Worthless." Another. "And lack of foresigh-"

Suddenly being shoved down on top of Elyon from a wave of water that soaked them both. Using the moment of confusion, El flipped them over. Pinning Fin's wrists above her head and straddling her waist to keep her from escaping or kicking her, she tightened her grip and glared at her.

Still far too confident in herself from how she had overpowered the other earlier, and with the belief the woman on top of her couldn't do much besides looking intimidating, she made another jab at her. "What? Got nothing say? Cat got your tongue?" She said with her overly confident, charismatic smile that always persuaded others to do whatever she needed. For Elyon? It only managed to piss her off that little bit more.