OoC: Sorry for the inactivity D: oOoOo

Shinjirou took a few steps back from Xin-Fei, frowning. What the hell was with these people? They were WAY too good for Red Dragons. That gang must have recruited some good guys, because this was getting ridiculous. He glanced over, even seeing Tsun having a hard time with his opponent

Xin-Fei snickered some. "Having a hard time, are you? Tch. You should have thought before..." Here he swung the board violently. "...Attacking my bro!"

Tsun was used to the pressure points by now, but that point, though it didn't drop him unconscious, left him an arm down now. His left arm suddenly went limp. "Well...you managed to cripple one of my arms for now. You must've learned from old Soh before he kicked the bucket. Or did you learn from that now-famous punk Shen Woo? Or...didja just learn from some country bumpkin?" Here, he spat at the ground near Logan.

Logan laughed," You think I learned from a single person?! Nope! I start'd teaching myself, in Scotland, then I came to China and learned from anyone willin' to teach! But yes, Soh and Shen Woo both sound familiar." Logan said grinning,"Oi, and spittin' is a mighty dirty habit." Logan spun on the ball of his foot and sent the other foot rocketing toward Tsun's rib cage.

Tsun dodged as best he could with just one hand pushing off, having a slightly rough landing.
"The legendary street fighting god Shen Woo? He ain't been around here since that one tournament he entered with a Frenchie and an assassin. Soh...you probably heard about him from the other Red Dragons. The old coot's been dead for ten years now. Good rival. Unlike..." Here, Tsun punched the ground to kick up some dust, cackling as he swept a kick through the dust.

"Ugh!" Logan cried out as Tsun's foot hit him in the stomach ,"If you haven't noticed, I street fight because I HAVE to, though it is fun. I'd rather be in some martial arts tournament." Logan blinked the dirt out of his eyes and lashed out at Tsun's face with his fist and then brought his right foot around in a powerful roundhouse kick at Tsun's left side.

((OOC: I didn't seem to get an objection, so I'm throwing another character in the mix, you guys.

Full Name: Shen Woo Nickname: "The Fighting God" Age: 29 Gender: Male Ethnic Origin: Mixed European-Chinese Gang Affiliation: Red Dragons Weapon(s) of Choice: His bare fists, though he's not opposed to using something from the ground if need arises. Appearance: Clicky for the pic Personality: Shen is a wild type of guy, living his life from day to day, always seeking stronger opponents. While he tries to maintain a semblance of stoicness on the outside during a fight, outside of fights, he has a hard time keeping emotions in check. History: Shen was born street, raised street, and lives street. The one time he's taken his time away from the streets was for not one, but two King of Fighters tournaments. He loves fighting, and doesn't mind coming back to his old stomping ground from time to time. Other: Shen REALLY hates jellyfish. Badly. It is also rumored that he frequents any place where he can eat Shanghai crab.))

Tsun grunted, the impact of the kick enough to knock him back off balance. What was this?! This was blasphemy--no, this was madness!

"...I just get back and there's a rumble without me? That's no fun..." A rough voice rises from an alley. "...And there's more RDs than I remember too. Heavy recruiting while I was fighting in the KOF?"

Logan saw that Tsun was off balance and leapt at him swinging his fists as he flew through the air. Somewhere in his brain Logan could here the voice of Shen Woo, his old master. If Logan hadn't been enjoying himself this much he would have thought it wierd that he heard the voice of his master. He normally didn't get those little voices in his head speaking advice. But of course, Logan was having a great time so none of those thoughts occured. OOC: laughing_dragon, that was very ironic. Where you planning that?

((Yes. Yes I was.))

Shen snickered. "Looks like we got those drughounds now, don't we." As soon as Tsun landed from the attack, he leaned over the older man slightly, lofting a brow. "...Nothing ever changes, does it? Seems these kids been defending the Red Dragon turf pretty good. Including my two students."

Xin-Fei suddenly glanced in the direction of Shen's voice, distracted from his fight by the voice of his master, and Matsu's idol. Shen was back?!

Tsun growled. "Bah

OOC: That's histerical. IC: Logan backed off as soon as he reliezed that Shen was actually here. "Yea, these Tigers are nasty stuff but us Dragons are even nastier. You missed quite a bit of fightin' Master Shen," Logan said,"Master Shen, do you mind if I continue to beat the livin' daylights out 'o this bastard here?"

Claire noticed someone that she had never met before. "Is that. No way." Getting up she walked over to the fight. Staring at the man. "Are you..Shen...Shen woo?" Most of the bleeding had stopped so she didn't feel dizzy when she walked over.

ooc:sorry for not posting in awhile. I didn't want to break up a good fight.

Shen smirked. "Yeah, it's me. And...Logan, mind if I punch this sucka a few times? Been a while since the last time I did...and where's Matsuda anyway?"

Xin-Fei was highly distracted, stammering "...Sh-sh-Shen Woo?! Shen?!"

"Sure. I've got a score to settle with another chunk of scum. He's all yours. Matsu? He's...over there" Logan said sneering at Tsun and pointing toward Matsu. Then Logan walked over to Shinjirou and said,"That chunk of scum I've got a score to settle with, would be you," Then Logan lashed out in a thundering roundhouse kick aimed for Shinjirou's rib cage.

Shen gave a cheesy grin now, ramming his fists into Tsun's face in rapidfire succession. That clown would be out for now. Shen then glanced toward the most unfamiliar woman on the dock, then to Matsu. That fool! What if he was walking into a trap set by those trashy Tigers?! He shook his head, running toward Marissa. He wasn't afraid to hit a girl--and this one didn't look much like a lady, to be honest.