Dizil with his new genetic makeup, swiftly made way to the She Wolf. On reaching to grasp her right shoulder, Liara on instinct maneuvered to escape his clutch. Followed by turning and delivering a crushing blow to the man's left jaw. The force of impact rocked the giant. He found his shaky legs righting themselves rapidly as he took stance, preparing for another incoming strike.
The sting was quite a jolt to his senses. "I really had no plan on things going this harsh. But since you feel you need to take this route little mama, I have absolutely no problem putting you in your place."
Glancing down at the woman's rapidly healing hand, Dizil thought to himself. Truly this was not what he planned. Nor wanted. It was so wrong. However, it was becoming more apparent the woman of his affections found herself feeling trapped. And as any frightened animal thrust into this state, it will strike. In this particular woman's case, quite powerfully at that.
The voice which challenged his, a deep dangerous growl. "You seem to think you can touch me when you please, I'm merely showing you I do quite indeed bite. Hard in fact. I refuse to release until I draw blood."
Liara took to the ready, this creature could not possibly be that much stronger than she.
"When I best your ass mama, just remember you asked for this." Another attempted grasp, missing from lack of calculations.
A light curt hum under her breath. This seemed it was going to be much easier than expected. "I recall telling you, whenever you felt froggy."
A push of his huge hands to thoroughly matted locks, clearing an unobstructed view. In doing so, bright yellow eyes stared, sizing him up. At the ready for his next move. This woman was indeed faster than ever, time doing nothing yet allowing the continued push of her limits. Slowly raising her hands at the ready, was precisely when the extremely tall man took the opportunity and struck. Sweeping out a rather long leg, taking Liara quickly off her feet. In knowing if he did not continue his offence, then the wolf blood infused woman would in fact be able to counter.
Liara stood at the ready. This man was taking too much time thinking through his offence. He laxed in trying to rid the hair from his face. As he did so, she dared to change her stance. Liara cursed herself as she fell hard upon cold concrete. There was a hard crushing hand gripping the left side of her torso as it snatched her from the ground. A rib cracking thrust as she was slammed backward into a stone wall.
Instead of the woman crying out in pain, she only momentarily winced. Dizil knew this woman could just as easily regenerate all her ailments, almost as quick as they were inflicted. Even with this being a given, knowing he himself would much less hurt Liara for as long allowed her presence. No matter what she dished out to punish him.
A low rumble from the woman's throat. "You know that right there is going to get you straight to the front of the shit list right."
Was he smiling? Behind that thick uncontrolled mane and beard, he had to be. It was all too evident in his eyes. Those milky pastel yellow eyes, ones which burned a hole into her being. There was something there she had not noticed before, while sizing him up. There was a thin blood red colored ring encasing his irises.
A knee straight to his groin had the curiously tall man to his knees. "I should've seen that coming, baby girl. You never have fought fair, now have you. Fuck."
A hand reached for a handful of a knotted mop. Another knee to the man's face, produced hot red blood to run from his nose, "for a clone, you should be able to heal at a heighten rate, but I have yet to see you even slightly do anything remotely breathtaking. What a damn bore you really are. I'm so overly done with this little game."
A shrug followed quickly by the man reaching around both of Liara's legs, toppling the woman over. As soon as her body collided with the surface, he was on top of her. Pinning her under him. "How about a new one."
"Get the fuck off me." Liara squirmed, with all her might trying to free at least an arm from this being's secure grip.
An overly cocky smirk, "never heard that before, much less from you."
When the man leaned in to smell her hair, Liara found a way to free an arm from under his leg. In trying to bring it around to strike, the male grabbed her wrist and slammed it to the floor above her head.
In being unable to do anything except watch the man, oddly not from his strength. Or lack thereof, yet in pure curiosity. Yes, during the entire fight he carried Dizil's aroma, and his cocky attitude. Every one of his mannerisms. But this could never be more than a ploy to catch her off-guard.
A sudden wrinkle of his brows caused Liara to clear her mind. "Get used to it. You have nothing, and I meeean nothing I find even remotely tempting.
Right on cue, the man leaned closer to her, whispering in her ear. "We'll see about that."
Before Liara could rightfully respond, there was a blast of a ray gun, sending the man to his side in pain. "Grab and bring him with us."
A laugh as Liara was pulled to her feet. "You came to my rescue. My hero. I knew you cared."
"Shut it, you somehow think this a game? I instructed you to stay away from him, yet here you are." Anger covered every word spoken.
A shrug as Liara took to the commander's side, brushing off his tone entirely. "You are so amazing, you know that. You cared so much for me that you saved me from that deranged lunatic. You see how he had me pinned down..."
"I see how you have not one hair astray. I also see no evidence that you were even hurt prior to me arriving." Fury cutting her off.
There was a shake of her head. "No. You missed the part where he broke like two of my ri..."
A stern furrow of his brow, interrupting her again. "What I see is a man that has taken a beating. And look at him, I said look at him Liara..."
"And what I see is filth. Since it is trash, I highly recommend going right ahead and tossing it in the dumpster." A snarl as eyes met when the man was lifted to his feet and ushered past them.
The duo walked now in silence. Liara knew she was in the wrong, but she had no choice. She had to. She was compelled to do exactly as she did. Call it raw emotion or what have you. But the emotion was too overpowering for she herself to control. Hence the outcome.
The prisoner, without any resistance, allowed his hands to be cuffed behind him. As he proceeded to be ushered down three flights of stairs. To a holding cell Liara knew all too well. This was where they created a makeshift holding cell to encase the strongest of the Avengers members. Just in the case need be.
Although it had been tweaked quite a bit. Instead of just one giant glass container, it now sported partitions within the chamber. Transparent walls separating the various rooms. There were at least six distinct prion cells from what she could count. The rather large man was released into one, as Fury lead Liara into the next adjoining room to have a look around.
The She Wolf walked further in, to inspect the man in the other room. Making sure the carbon copy knew this was where his extended stay would be located. While observing him lay down and face the other direction entirely, she lacked notice where it was warranted.
Fury stepped from the room, motioning the guardsman to latch the door. As the glass door closed it fused shut, Liara spun on a dime. "What the fuck Nickolas!"
The director only folded his arms across his chest, as the woman came to face him. "You fail to see that you are a looser cannon than that of your current roommate. When you begin to understand that I call the shots around here, then and only then will you come out. I'm tired of making excuses for you, when it's clear you and only you know exactly what you are doing. I say we'll figure this out, you somehow take that as, kill the intruder. Never mind, that he may just be cooperative. Tell me woman, have you even for a second stopped to think of everyone else here, or only your personal need to rid yourself of this man?"
A hard furrow as she violently shook her head, "you don't understand what you're doing."
"Not going to share what your personal problem with him is then. Just as I thought. So once again, here you will stay until you change your mind." The black leather trench coat swayed as the man turned his back on his longtime friend.
A hard pound on the glass was heard behind him as he left the two far behind. As a chuckle was heard from Liara's new neighbor. Bright yellow eyes narrowed, "fuck you too."
The She Wolf slowly made her way to the bed which was on the other side of her holding cell. She lay down in the bed as her eyes began to dim. "I swear to everything, you better not snore, you sorry excuse of a piece of shit."