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Eliott didn't seem to be paying much attention to [i]anything[/i] in her vicinity, even Silas. She was just enjoying being a complete idiot as she loosely clung to his frame, completely unable to support herself. He gave her a nudge, but that only seemed to make Eliott want to be [i]more[/i] of an idiot. 
His request for her to get off, however, seemingly got through to her. 
[color=red]"Aww man. [i]Fiiiiine.[/i] Boring."[/color]

She didn't even try to right herself, her body sliding off of him like it had suddenly become slippery. There was a loud [i]slap[/i] as her hands and arms hit the ground to catch herself. Eliott's body was still as a plank, though given a few moments, she got to her feet with a groan. [color=red]"Ow."[/color] Her arms and hands were red from the collision, and she dusted herself off, despite not collecting any dust. 
She looked upset.
[color=red]"Lemme fight one of them bot things; I can rattle it apart, watch!"[/color] Announced Eliott confidently, walking over to Dawn and the two robots. She gave one of the machines a firm kick, digging her heel into the metal, not that it was leaving any sort of mark. [color=red]"Get these bracelets off and I'll win five out of five, and turn these guys into scrap metal."[/color]

She'd already begun stretching. She was going to fight one of these things at some point, it was just a matter of when she could get the bracers off. 
[i]If[/i] she could get them off. 
She'd fight them with them on, at this point. She wasn't especially livid or angry. Just really, really salty...