[Elektra doesn't hesitate any longer. She takes her hand to pull her forward and wrap the other around her throat. She tells herself to break it. She reminds herself of all the reasons why she must. The most she can do is squeeze and not nearly hard enough to kill anyone much less Jessica.
The taste of orange juice floods her mouth. She can feel herself slipping into hysterics that she didn't know she was capable of. She can't do it. Why can't she do it?! She lets go with a scream of frustration. Weapons aren't supposed to fail. A part of her is afraid of what this leads to.]
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The taste of orange juice floods her mouth. She can feel herself slipping into hysterics that she didn't know she was capable of. She can't do it. Why can't she do it?! She lets go with a scream of frustration. Weapons aren't supposed to fail. A part of her is afraid of what this leads to.]
What are you doing to me?!