Blood gushing from her wounded stomach, she found the strength to hop on the upper shelves of the closet, avoiding the straight forward arrow. And I just got the bleeding to stop, oh how wonderful.... She felt dizzy, throwing everything she could find at the elf, staplers, paper weights, ink cartridges, all with admittedly poor accuracy. At least they were a distraction as she struggled to get out of the closet. She resisted the now excruciating urge to transform right in the middle of a daytime shop, it made the whole ordeal even more difficult. Her mind swam, There has to be someway out of this fight....

"i think you have an item of mine, my sword. If you give it back i will spare you." said sythyn

He started walking towards the person and put a arrow into his bow. "i will only attack if you attempt to attack me." he said.

"And how do I know you just aren't going to take it and attack me anyway?" she scoffed, "It's not exactly like you are in high moral favor with life, now are you?"
She tried to catch her breath, she was losing a lot of blood. Pushing her hair out of her face, she reached for the sword, hesitant to relinquish it just yet. The room began to spin, she needed to seek medical help now or she was in trouble.
"Besides, what good would it do you to spare the life of a non-elf like mine?"
Starring intently at the elf, she tried to guess his intentions, doubting they were half as noble as they claimed to be.

"Let's," She grinned, stretching up a little to kiss Sage. Although her human side prevented her from actually dying from sunlight, she did find daylight irritating to her skin, and it was easy to get burnt, even on a cloudy day. If she had to go out on a bright, sunny day, it was long sleeves, baseball cap and sunscreen, none of which she had with her.

"i can also help you i have some bandages and some drugs to ease the pain. My reasons for helping you? I realise your intentions wasn't to attack me earlier this morning why would you have walked away slowly when you were intending to kill me but miss?" said sythyn in a caring way. "now then the sword for your life and the medical supplies." Sythyn stepped ever closer to the person.

Her mind was swirling, she had no choice but to trust him. He sounded sympathetic, almost kind, but he was an elf and she was a wolf, there was hardly room for exception. She kicked the sword to him, fearful to hand the sword lest he have the opportunity to thrust it into her with ease. Holding her hands to her side, she tried to stop the bleeding. It was in vain, her hands and side stained crimson, she fell to her knees.
"Please..."
She tried to speak, but all her energy was being expended in simply remaining conscious. The vast amount of blood she had lost today was reaching a dangerous level. Her head began to throb and her stubborn will was gone, she just wanted to stay alive. As much as she would have hated to collaborate with an elf, she had to and she knew it.

Sythyn picked up the sword and checked it over. He then dropped it behind him as not to scare the person as he walked over to her.

He pulled out the bandages and started to rap them around her. "don't hit me if this hurts." he said struggling to not laugh "now then that should be ok till you can properly get it seen to. Now then i won't leave you till i know that you are ok." He moved over some products on a shelf and sat down on it and picked up his sword.

"i won't attack you don't worry." he said putting the sword back in it's sheath.

She smirked, "Like I would waste my energy on hitting you."
She felt a bit more at ease when the sword went back into the sheath. Leaning against the back of the closet, she sat on the floor, not taking her eyes off the elf.
"Don't you have innocents to slaughter or something?"
She had a bit more energy now that she was in a sitting position. She fought consciousness, not wanting to pass out and get carved open by this elf. He was up to something, she just didn't know what. All she new was that she needed to be as alert and ready as possible, not lulled into this false sense of security she knew he was creating.

"nope not enough arrows left to cause the mayhem i want without being seen." said sythyn. "now then tell me a bit about yourself, i think we have a long wait."

He grabbed a chocolate bar from a nearby shelf and started eating it while looking at the girl.

"Well let's see, I don't take pleasure in killing random people, I don't normally hide in storage closets with elves, and like to take long walks on the beach," she said sarcastically. She tried to laugh, but it came out choppy and hoarse. She wanted a cigarette, or at least something to calm her nerves. She studied the elf, jumping slightly whenever he made sudden movements. "What about you?" she said with a smirk. She leaned down further, now in an upright laying position rather than a complete sitting stature. What is he trying to pull? I saw him blatantly attack another wolf last night and here he is trying to get to know me? I don't know what kind of awkward trick he's playing, but I'm not letting my guard down.

"well since you didn't do personal i wont either. I like to kill people as they like to kill me, i don't normally hide in closets either and i don't like walking." said sythyn " now then be sensible what is your name to get us started? mine is sythyn"

Sythyn now started moving around the store trying to find a bin. When he found one he put the rapper in and walked back to his shelf and sat down again.

She gave him a questioning look, he got up to dispose of a candy wrapper.
"Umm Demastris, my name is Demastris..."
His behavior seemed erratic, out for her blood one instant and asking for her name the next. She had no snide comment to reply with, the question caught her a bit off guard. It seemed like his voice even had a touch of sincerity to it, but he was an elf. Knitting her brow she tried to piece all of this together, it seemed so surreal to her. Did I pass out already? This isn't inherently possibly... She placed her hand on her forehead, wiping away residual blood.

Sage pulled Elle tightly to him by her waist as black flames surrounded them in a small cyclone. When the flames dispersed, they were gone. Sage had shadow stepped them to the front entrance of the skyscraper where he lived and worked. He opened the door and held it open for the girl. "Come on in, my dear Elle." he said in his usual charming voice. The building was seventy stories high, fifty of which were work floors for the company, the other twenty living spaces. Three floor s had been specificly build to house Sage, Raziel, and Cye seperately.

"Ok then what were your intentions this morning demastris? i'm just a bit curious thats all" said sythyn "i know they weren't to kill me but why give me the thought that you were?"

He now unstrapped his arrow holder and counted how many arrows left. "shit only 4" he thought. He strapped it back on and walked over to demastris

"I saw you with the other wolf yesterday, going at it." she said taking a deep breath. "I saw you as a threat and wanted to make sure you knew I was just as much of one. Plus I'm just not too keen on elves." She snickered and watched him unstrap his arrows and count them, So that's your game, put your sword away to make me feel better but make sure you have enough arrows to finish me off? Now I'm trapped in a closet with a murderous elf who probably wants nothing more than to make me suffer before he kills me. To get one more victory simply out of deception. How cheap, how utterly, disgustingly cheap.
She gazed up at him, her gray eyes flashing a disappointed look.

"oh no i wasn't counting how many i had to kill you if thats what your thinking, no im just checking how many i had for later on tonight." said sythyn he started getting closer to her and he transformed back into a human "now you won't feel threatened will you? so then what do you do for a living and how old are you?"

Nice guess... She propped an arm up on one knee and watched as the cloaked figure changed into a human with blond hair and red eyes. She studied the new form, cocking her head to the side slightly.
"I guess it's better," she replied with a sly smile, "I'm 19 and work as a mechanic. I was actually on my way to repair some cars from the pile up you caused at the park when I spotted you."
He was smaller as a human, lankier as well. His clothes spelled 'well off', but the way he presented himself was in the same self-satisfied, daunting way he had done when he was in the other form. She wondered if the reason he hadn't sat back down was that he was just as defensive and cautious as she was. But implied that he was doing this in all sincerity. Why me though? Why a lycan? She thought to ask the question aloud, but caught herself. Maybe I should just see where this takes me, there might be something to gain.

"same age as me and i work in an office and get good pay, sorry for giving you more work." said sythyn "now i look at you as a human i find you more attractive than as a elf."

He continued to walk closer to the girl "boy she is pretty hot" he thought

"It's ok, I always need the business..." she trailed off. He finds me more attractive? What is that supposed to mean, he's a freaking elf, not exactly the most seductive of species. Besides, shouldn't he know the taboo set on interracial involvement? God this elf is more than erratic, he's straight up idiosyncratic!
She eyed him warily as he neared her, rolling her eyes. She thought briefly about getting up and attempting to run past the elf, seeking shelter back at her house. The thought was dismissed not only due to her doubtful movement abilities, but that he could easily pick her off with an arrow before she could reach cover. Her gaze shifted to the floor, letting her thoughts take over her. This isn't natural...

"so then what do you want to talk about?" asked sythyn "i don't really mind"

He now started getting really close to her so close that if he drew his sword he could kill her.

"come on surely you have something to talk about?"