[i]You want annoying, you've got it.[/i] *[i]Thoomp![/i]* [i]A whistling, small black, jagged object would escape the woman's bare finger, faster than a bullet yet as small as one too, as she pointed at Helena's cup, the object slicing open the Styrofoam surface immediately. Black coffee would spill from the wound within the cup's surface upon Helena's body, as the annoying little shit who began the conflict straightened up in her seat.[/i]

[i]The cup wasn't infinitely big, however, since most of what Pandora saw of it was covered by either Helena's hand or her wrist, leaving the only part exposed the small area between the woman's index finger and the lid. A small target, but one Miss Death could no doubt hit. In fact, she would have. With a movement faster than should have been possible, not to mention a reaction speed outright preposterous considering the small amount of space between the two edgelords, Helena did little more than move her index finger upwards. The small object dug into the first section of her finger, though it didn't even go as deep as one might have expected -- a few millimeters at the very most. With another roll of her yellow eyes, Helena set her cup down before her where Pandora couldn't see it, and simply flicked her right wrist, ejecting the small object from her finger with a small spurt of crimson blood, leaving a truly tiny wound. The thorn was left in a little puddle of red a good handful of meters away, the wound it left closed by the time Helena's digits wrapped around her cup again.[/i] "How rude," [i]She half-heartedly remarked with a shrug of her shoulders.[/i]

"Rude's.. one way to put it." [i]As the small thorn would pierce Helena's skin, the woman's new wound would begin to ignite with a slowly heightening pain, before suddenly, it felt as if Helena's hand was aflame. The small wound would bubble with sickly poison, with the venom making it's way quickly throughout Helena's system, immobilizing her being with it's terrible influence.[/i] [i]Pandora would only smirk, before she would point again at Helena. Three more darts of the poison would fly towards Helena's central mass, whistling throughout the air while the toxins would spread throughout Helena's blood vessels and body. It appeared to be an immobilizing venom, while searing agony inflamed her from within.[/i] "Lemme do my work, alright? Shhh.."

"How terrible," [i]She sarcastically commented, her abilities working quickly and rapidly even without conscious thoughts, acting like a disease in that it adapted and changed -- just extremely quickly. The venom was neutralised quickly and efficiently, the bubbling coming to a complete stop within mere seconds, while the pain was halted dead in its tracks, quite like the immobilisation... in fact, the last never even happened.[/i] "Man, don't y've got anythin' better than that actual crар?" [i]She scoffed, barely even noticing as the three other projectiles sank into her skin after piercing her decently thick clothes, the venom doing absolutely nothing this time. Helena smirked to herself, left hand moving to her back, plucking the thorns out of her skin and nonchalantly tossing them aside. Her right hand, in the meantime, lifted her cup to her lips, letting her take a deep swig from her coffee.[/i]

[i]Except cazador venom was.. well, different, something that Helena was too ignorant to realize. The venom would counter her entirely, and terribly, with the poison fluctuating throughout her blood vessels as it had begun to traverse throughout her being. But trying to take on the remaining three was.. well, beyond stupid, as the three pins would pierce Helena once more. The poison's effects would only spread throughout Helena even more, as Pandora simply shrugged and tilted her head at her now paralyzed foe.[/i] "Cutting your arm off.. would have worked. So would just doing anything [i]except[/i] be a сocky bitсh. Hell, this could've been stopped entirely if you didn't try to be so cool and catch a toxin - but you're not like that, are you? Neat." [i]The poisons only heightened their pace, and now Helena's body would freeze in place, agony running through her being as the poisons took over her system. Pandora would rise up, as the civilians would bother to flee away from the scene.[/i] "I can't really kill you.. unfortunately, though there's a workaround to that. Just waiting on the effects, unless you've got some other body lying around.." [i]In truth, Pandora did want one of Helena's.. clones to show up, really. Just for the fun of it.[/i]

[spoiler]that's not how venom works tho [/spoiler]

[spoiler]you decided to tank four incredibly deadly shots of poison countering it with "genetics" instead and getting coсky wasn't a grand idea -.-[/spoiler] [i]Once Helena's body had been paralyzed, as the swelling agony would rush through her being, Pandora would nod after staring down the would-be corpse. There was no sense in letting someone suffer. Well.. not for too long.[/i] [i]Without a word leaving those lips, Pandora would stare down Helena as a skull-like apparition would manifest over her thin being. The skull was of canine proportions, the ivory white shell of it's being radiating with contained crimson energy, yet it's maw would open and release a burst of bright, terrific energy.[/i] [i]And that's all she wrote.[/i] [i]When the mess settled, Helena's now lifeless - no, soulless - body was all that remained, as Pandora stared down at the being before her silently. The canine skull would then dissipate away, fragments breaking apart before it crumbled back into the earth as it's master would hold Helena's hand.[/i] "The Chinese say that it is the strong swimmer who most often drowns. Perhaps I'm the next strong swimmer." [i]And just like that, the two individuals would vanish.[/i]