[L isn't particularly strong in either incarnation, but he moves and twists like a pit viper, striking out and squirming and remaining difficult to hold onto no matter how thoroughly he's pinned down. He knows what the Xanax will do to him; he's seen it in person, after all, hell, he's caused it, and Lazarus' lot isn't one he covets for himself. He wants control, after all, and how the hell can he have it when he's lying prone and unconscious and helpless?
He redoubles his savage efforts, recognizing that he is running out of stamina and that if he's going to get away, it has to be now.
The chain moves behind them, but neither are in a position to see what's going on with the other end of it.]
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Date: 2015-04-04 03:05 am (UTC)He redoubles his savage efforts, recognizing that he is running out of stamina and that if he's going to get away, it has to be now.
The chain moves behind them, but neither are in a position to see what's going on with the other end of it.]