Xin-Fei now started running toward the outsider--she didn't seem involved, but he had to cut Matsu off at the pass. His risk-taker side was starting to show--that side of him that came out only when his twin brother was in danger or about to do something stupid.

His hand closing around the cool hilt of the knife, Shinjirou growled and swam over to the dock. Gripping the edges, he hoisted himself up onto the dock, water splashing as he climbed. He slowly stood, still waterlogged, and glared at Xin-Fei. "Get over 'ere!" he snarled, stepping forward while brandishing the knife

Logan dropped the pipe and looked from Tsun and Matsu to Xen-Fei and Shinjirou. 'Xen-Fei would kill me if someone hurt Matsu and anyone could stop it' Logan thought. Logan ran at Tsun and when he was just out of Tsun's reach Logan launched himself over Tsun's head in a flip. Landing nicely this time, Logan quickly turned and brought his fist thundering toward the back of Tsun's neck.

Tsun suddenly lurched forward from the impact, his eyes darting back slightly.

"You little gnat!" He bellowed, swinging the fist with the brass knuckles at Logan.

Meanwhile, ever delirious from the wound, Matsu was approaching Melissa more. He was going to fight--he didn't care. Male or female. Jade Serpent or Portside Tiger. To him, they were all the same right now and the Red Dragons were entirely separate. He swayed with every step, occasionally coughing a rough cough.

Shinjirou was clearly angry at Logan and Xen-Fei, but his eye caugh on to Matsu, who looked a little delerious. He grinned; the kid was a sitting duck. He slowly crept over to him, twirling his switchblade in his hands.

"That's not very nice," Logan said ducking the blow, "but then again, netheir is this!" Logan brought his good leg around in a viscious arc aiming at Tsun's stomach. Logan's punch had done just what he wanted it to do, give Matsu time to get going.

Matsu kept staggering, glancing around like a paranoid man until he found his bike chain on the ground. Apparently he must have missed Farore when he had chucked it at her earlier.

"Here, Tiger-Tiger...I'M GONNA HURT YOU!" He roared at Melissa, coughing harshly after once more.

Xin-Fei caught sight of Shinjirou now, twitching his cheek slightly. "Didn't like spending time with your friends? Pah. I'll send you back there!"

Shinjirou turned to Xin Fei, his eyes narrowing. "Nah, they said they wanna spend time with you!" he countered. "So c'mon. Not nice ta keep guests waitin'. Maybe I'll gut ya some, give 'em a feast..."

Xin-Fei narrowed his eyes, huffing. "I doubt they want me. They know I'll eat 'em." Here, he glanced around on the ground until he found a board from one of the broken crates. Yeah, this would do nicely.

"That's not very nice," Logan said ducking the blow, "but then again, netheir is this!" Logan brought his good leg around in a viscious arc aiming at Tsun's stomach. 'Let's break some ribs!' Logan thought.

Tsun dodged slightly, the blow hitting his shoulder instead of his stomach. He gave a rough cackle. "T'ch. You have spunk."

"I get that alot. Do you get that your an annoying git commonly?" Logan said through gritted teeth. He dropped to the ground, somersaulted, and wrapped his arm around Tsun's ankles. Logan tugged Tsun's feet out from under him.

Claire took off her jacket and ripped it attempting to wrap her shoulder and neck the best she could before she bled to death. Looking up she noticed another fight and decided to sit out of this one. She had lost too much blood as it is. "Yell if you need me!" She yelled to them, sitting down, leaning against a crate. Claire sat there and watched the fight unfold in front of her.

"Heh, yeah?" Shinjirou asked, walking forward. "Cocky little bugger, we'll see how afraid them fish're after you've been floatin' in the water for a week!" He twirled his switchblade in his hand again.

OoC: lol, this is a long fight O:

Tsun carefully put his hands out to stop the fall, kicking backward toward Logan. It was that whelp's mistake to think that taking his feet out from under him would hinder him.

Xin-Fei passed the board from hand to hand before gripping it tightly with his left hand and swinging it toward Shinjirou. "Good luck getting me into the water dead!" He was determined. No one got away with wounding his twin. No one.

Springing from the somersault, Logan hadn't expected retaliation from Tsun and was surprised to feel a pain in jaw where Tsun's foot had caught him. Logan knew he had to keep his head and not just frenzy, but that was getting harder to avoid with each minute. Taking a deep breath, Logan positioned himself behind Tsun and brought his leg around in a devastating kick toward Tsun's lower back.

Tsun grunted in pain as the leg made contact. These whelps were stronger than the old generation of the Red Dragons. What? Had one of them learned from the infamous Shen Woo or something? This was nuts!

"You!" He roared, trying to swing his fist at Logan.

"Yes? Actually, if you feel the need to adress me I'd perfer Logan," Logan said dodging the blow with a spin. He brought his fist down at Tsun's head and said ,"And if you can't remember meh name after this concussion you'll be getting, i'm fine with you calling me the little Scottish boy who likes to beat up 'ole men. That shou' be easy 'nough to remember 'eh?" OOC: Yes, i know Logan is VERY mouthy. That's his thing.

((OOC: I'm thinking of bringing in another character, but even though I started the RP, I don't think it would be right without letting people know and getting opinions.))

Tsun grunted. "You couldn't give me a concussion if you were the god of fighting himself!"

"I'm rather dissapointed to hear that. I expected something more...witty from you. I never knew that the Red Dragons were better fighters and smarter than the filthy Portside Tigers,"Logan said swinging his knee up toward Tsun's chest. Then he shoot his fingers toward the pressure point on Tsun's arm, attempting to cause himt o drop unconciouss with just the right amount of pressure.