"Shut the fuck up!" Hybris hissed at him. "Get up off the fucking ground. Go back inside and lie down on your fucking bed. I have shackles you aren't going to get out of this time, you shit."
"No, please!" Tuck begged. "Please, I can't do this!"
"I don't give a fuck what you can't d- AUGH!" Hybris shrieked as an arrow lodged itself right through her palm. At the sound of the scream, Tuck dropped his act and rolled to the right. It served the dual purpose of getting him out of the way if she fired off a shot, and putting him in grabbing distance of his sword.
Hybris dropped the gun without firing, screaming bloody murder. All her attention was on her hand, so she didn't even see Tuck, now with his sword in his hand, coming for her.
Tuck rushed behind her, kicking her in the back of the knees to send her crashing to the ground. Then he was on her, cat-like reflexes remembering exactly what to do. Exactly how to pin her, sword at her throat. "Don't. Fucking. Move." he hissed at her. "You can come down now, Will," he called out to his partner. "You," he growled at Hybris "You think you can do whatever you fucking want to people and they'll just take it?"