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Tony continued to chuckle at him before he suddenly grunted, feeling a blow to his stomach. The twenty one year old, however, refused to fall to the ground, even though he narrowly avoided it. However, he found he could only avoid it for so long, and then he tipped over and crashed to the ground. Tony's eyes widened a bit, not wanting to be bested. He reached out and held Elijah's pant leg in a vice grip best he could. It was actually somewhat weaker then his normal non-vice grip. "A cocky 'kid' would use methods of fighting dirty, like sedatives." he smirked. "Because you know damn well that you wouldn't be able to take me on if you hadn't." Tony's grip faltered slightly and his eyes slowly narrowed, despite his attempts to keep them more open. "Because no matter how badass you think you are - You're just a two-bit, young, cocky, bastard who likes to play Doctor, despite being a little old for that nonsense and is too lazy to become a real Doctor." Tony's grip faltered further. "Under it all, you're just a whining bitch who's pissed 'cause i'm right."