In the interim, the two tigers hadn't exactly left each other alone to lick their wounds. Broken bone protruded, gleaming, from muscle and skin and clothing where the duplicate had snapped Tannusen's shin clean in half. He currently had his 'good' version pinned, hands around his throat.
"Come on, Tannu," that version purred, "be a good boy and stop fighting. I've always wanted to see what Trench got out of this... you wouldn't fight him, would you?"
The answer was a gagged expletive.
"Oh hush, we both know you liked it."
Cassian's return to the fray, and the arming of more dangerous wards, went unnoticed by both. A little preoccupied, here!
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"Come on, Tannu," that version purred, "be a good boy and stop fighting. I've always wanted to see what Trench got out of this... you wouldn't fight him, would you?"
The answer was a gagged expletive.
"Oh hush, we both know you liked it."
Cassian's return to the fray, and the arming of more dangerous wards, went unnoticed by both. A little preoccupied, here!