Long danced back from the strike with a laugh. 'Just a kiss, that's all I
ask and you can have your precious lighter back.'
Shenlong barred his teeth in a cross between a snarl and a grin... "Lizard..." he lunged, striking out.
'Now that was cold.' Long frowned, dancing back again.
He kept advancing; he wanted his lighter back. Shenlong would not let anyone take something from him, ever again, not even this new Long.
The Kempo Master's bemused smile turned cold again and he brought the lighter up to his lips. 'Just a kiss, that's all I ask.' he murmured almost coyly, his fingers curling dangerously around the object.
Shen punched him, grabbing for the lighter again.
'Temper temper!' he laughed, making a gesture and the lighter disappeared
Shenlong growled in frustration, retreating a bit in confusion.
'Do you really think you can defeat me?! Ha!' he threw back his head and laughed.
That was it. Something that had been precariously attached in Shenlong snapped. He pounced, shifting into tiger mode, striking out at his original, seeking to rend him into tiny little pieces.
The Kempo Master had a cruel smirk on his face as blood splattered, then he tosses his head with a fierce roar and his body twisted, warping into his tiger aspect with a burst of energy.
Shenlong didn't care; his large dose of bloodlust had kicked in over time. He wanted Long dead. Now. Swiping a massive paw, he smashed his opponent across the muzzle.
Long roared in fury, but his usually soulful amber tiger eyes were gleaming with a mad hunger. Twisting, he sank his fangs into the soft skin of the other's flesh and ripped out, claws moving to tear deep gouges.
The clone tiger cried out a bit in agony, but he wasn't down yet. He sunk one massive paw through Longs shoulder, seeking to go for the neck.
Long hissed, tail lashing fiercely, he kicked with his hind paws, throwing his body weight and knocking the clone off.
Shenlong crashed into the rocks behind them, and struggled up painfully, blood dripping off him like rivers of water. One last stand...he dove at his counter part, swiping down his chest.
The tawny tiger roared fiercely in pain, digging his claws into the other in some mockery of a hug. He clamped his massive jaws down on the clone's shoulder, just missing the neck
Shen struggled, but blood loss was beginning to get the better of him as his vision wavered, as did his concentration. Finally, he shifted back to human, no longer to take the strain anymore.
Long hissed as he felt the familiar almost hollowing sensation of returning to human. He kicked his clone. 'Damn, that was fun1'
Shen winced painfully, pulling himself up and glared balefully at Long. "Glad to be of service."
The Kempo master had a look of wild thrill in his eyes. "Alright! Drugs and violence down, now all I need is drinking, sex, and murder and I'll feel as good as new'
Shen shook his head, trying to clear his vision. "Oh, I think you've gotten murder done too."
Shenlong barred his teeth in a cross between a snarl and a grin... "Lizard..." he lunged, striking out.
'Now that was cold.' Long frowned, dancing back again.
He kept advancing; he wanted his lighter back. Shenlong would not let anyone take something from him, ever again, not even this new Long.
The Kempo Master's bemused smile turned cold again and he brought the lighter up to his lips. 'Just a kiss, that's all I ask.' he murmured almost coyly, his fingers curling dangerously around the object.
Shen punched him, grabbing for the lighter again.
'Temper temper!' he laughed, making a gesture and the lighter disappeared
Shenlong growled in frustration, retreating a bit in confusion.
'Do you really think you can defeat me?! Ha!' he threw back his head and laughed.
That was it. Something that had been precariously attached in Shenlong snapped. He pounced, shifting into tiger mode, striking out at his original, seeking to rend him into tiny little pieces.
The Kempo Master had a cruel smirk on his face as blood splattered, then he tosses his head with a fierce roar and his body twisted, warping into his tiger aspect with a burst of energy.
Shenlong didn't care; his large dose of bloodlust had kicked in over time. He wanted Long dead. Now. Swiping a massive paw, he smashed his opponent across the muzzle.
Long roared in fury, but his usually soulful amber tiger eyes were gleaming with a mad hunger. Twisting, he sank his fangs into the soft skin of the other's flesh and ripped out, claws moving to tear deep gouges.
The clone tiger cried out a bit in agony, but he wasn't down yet. He sunk one massive paw through Longs shoulder, seeking to go for the neck.
Long hissed, tail lashing fiercely, he kicked with his hind paws, throwing his body weight and knocking the clone off.
Shenlong crashed into the rocks behind them, and struggled up painfully, blood dripping off him like rivers of water. One last stand...he dove at his counter part, swiping down his chest.
The tawny tiger roared fiercely in pain, digging his claws into the other in some mockery of a hug. He clamped his massive jaws down on the clone's shoulder, just missing the neck
Shen struggled, but blood loss was beginning to get the better of him as his vision wavered, as did his concentration. Finally, he shifted back to human, no longer to take the strain anymore.
Long hissed as he felt the familiar almost hollowing sensation of returning to human. He kicked his clone. 'Damn, that was fun1'
Shen winced painfully, pulling himself up and glared balefully at Long. "Glad to be of service."
The Kempo master had a look of wild thrill in his eyes. "Alright! Drugs and violence down, now all I need is drinking, sex, and murder and I'll feel as good as new'
Shen shook his head, trying to clear his vision. "Oh, I think you've gotten murder done too."
