Hisame watches from the sidelines, alert and quite delighted.

Elieyha lets things drag out a little more than she might otherwise, but soon enough she has all of Chihiro's limbs immobilized.

"I think Elieyha's our winner."

"Yes. Please let me go."

She flips a hand negligently and the sand chains dissolve.

"I suppose me versus Elieyha is next?"

"I'll try not to embarrass you too much."

"As long as we're all having fun," she teases, settling back into her fighting stance.

"We're always having fun, you and me."

A coil of sand flicks out and whips around to attack Hisame from behind.

She dodges.

She's yet to ever win against Elieyha, but that doesn't mean she won't give her best. This usually means enough fire to exhaust herself (part of the fun).

Sand is fortunately a pretty good insulator. She hasn't gotten burned yet, and doesn't intend to start now.

Hisame loses rather gracefully (and with a lot of laughter).

"Another victory to you."

"Thank you."

"Maybe one of these days I'll beat you."

"And maybe one of these days Itachi will wake up with a smile on his face. But I wouldn't hold my breath."

She giggles. "You are quite amazing."

"You rely too much on your sand," Chihiro says.

"Times when I don't have it are exceedingly few."

"Maybe we can work on expanding your repertoire with you. Make you always deadly, instead of usually deadly."

"We'll see."

"You don't think you'll be able to beat me up without the sand?"

"...It'd be a more even fight," she allows.