When he walked out of the cafe the conduit that he was fighting earlier was starting to get up. "Stay down guy, whatever your problems are, none of them are worth getting your ass kicked for a second time." The conduit didn't say much, it wouldn't be too much of a shock if his jaw was broken. It was known by most all that conduits were by nature must more resilient to most sort of damages. That didn't mean they couldn't die or have broken bones. Pain, death and maiming were still very real to them. All it boiled down to was that there bodies could withstand so much more than a normal human being. It was a damn good thing for that, with all those powers going around a normal human couldn't take much of a beating all in the world or a conduit. 

Those words didn't seemed to have any effect on the man. He still got up and started to walk towards him. He knew without a doubt he could win against this conduit, but he also knew that he was going to take at least a little beating from this next encounter as well. Thats how just about every real fight that has ever taken place, even when there is a clear winner, the winner will still take a few shots. That was just the way the world went.

"If you want a fight I'll give it too you, just not right now." Eli made the mistake, the stupid mistake to turn his back and walk away from the conduit. Eli knew better than to do that, it was staying along 101. Eli paid the price for that mistake, a sharp pain hit him in the back. This fight was going to take a lot longer than it should. Why couldn't this guy just let it go? 

Eli turned around and started his assault, within an hour it was over. Eli didn't know if the conduit was dead or not, and at this point it didn't really matter to him. What matter to him to Eli right was simple. Humiliating this douche bag as much as could. Thoughts ran rampant, so many things came into his head. However he was always a fan of one particular form of embarrassment, a good ol' fashion pantsing. With a little rope, a street light and torn and tattered shirt tied around his face. Eli tied the conduit by his pantless legs to the street light, his nearly nude body swing by . He wished he could he wasn't proud of this, but he was. He made sure that, he used his powers as little as possible. There was no reason to help anyone figure who hung a pantless, shirtless conduit to a street light.

With a satisfied grin, Eli went about his day. More than confident that this was going to be the last time he was going to have deal with this. There was still a lot to get done before three, all he had to do right now was work and maintain. He didn't have any meetings or had a reason to look decent. So he just went on about his day.