2/2 Instance: Crouching Tigra, Leaping Lizard

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Current Timeline.


Tigra: She had to get rid of the evidence. If there was one thing she could never get under control it was that urge to chase and kill things. She just wished she could not do it when she was wearing 'human time' clothes. She stripped off in the laundry room to cram everything into the nearest machine. So much blood. Ugh. At least her fur kept her modesty mostly intact.

Lizard: Lizard's nostrils flared at the scent of the blood. Every instinct in its body took over and the ever-fading voice of Curt slipped further into the back of the Lizard's conscience.

Lizard: He hissed as his tail reached out from behind the set of dryers and brushed by Tigra's leg. "Ssssomeonesss hungry..."

Tigra: Tigra yowled in surprise and leapt up on top of a shelving unit to peer down, sniffing out the scent of the other occupant. She'd missed it under the blood. "What in the hell are you doing down here?"

Lizard: "Warm down here." He insisted. He slithered out from behind the driers and smiled at her. "Ssssexy lady. Curt thinksss sssso too. Too sssshy, yessss."

Tigra: She climbed down from the shelf so she could finish putting her things in the washer, "Thanks. I like to think I am." she grinned fangily, her tail curling around her legs.

Lizard: "Ssssay... any more of that late night sssnack?" He sniffed the laundry as it went in.

Tigra: She pushed him back by his nose because he was sniffing at her underwear and she was fairly sure that wasn't okay to most people. "Yeah... don't think I ate much of it.... I can show you where it is..."

Lizard: "Yesss... Fantassstic." His tail continued to slide between her legs at his excitement as he clawed inside the washer, trying to grab more of the bloody clothing to smell. "Hasssn't had good ssssnack in ssso long."

Tigra: "Hey! I need to wash those!" she grabbed him and pulled him back out, relieving him of the items he dragged out with him to stuff them back in before she closed the door. "Come on..." she pointed to the door.

Lizard: He bounded like a ... well like a leaping lizard, out the door.

Tigra: Tigra caught up to him, tracking her own scent back up through the mansion and out into the snow. Thinking about it, some clothes would be good but it was okay because, as a feral, Lizard wouldn't care either way.

Lizard: Lizard followed the smell himself and decided that staying off the walls, as Curt suggested, would be a good idea.

Tigra: Tigra led him into the trees where the ground was free of cold and wet stuff and to a small clearing where the remains of the deer lay. Looking at it, she realised she was still hungry. She licked her lips.

Lizard: Lizard beat her to it and he began to snap his large reptillian jaws onto the carcass.

Tigra: She moved to the other side of it to tear some more meat off and eat while she could, purring away.

Lizard: Lizard growled and snarled as he picked away. When he felt finished he looked to Tigra as she continued to pick at meat, blood pouring down her face and trickling down her body. As unnatural as it was, Lizard felt attracted. Part of him knew it was the human emotions, or rather the human attraction that Curt Connors felt.

Lizard: He licked his lips and slowly creeped over to his now naked friend.

Tigra: Tigra let out a low growl as he approached her side, barring her fangs a little even though they were currently burried in the carcass.

Lizard: Lizard's neck puffed up and his tail straightened as he returned the fangs, but more in a sneer. "Ssssmell ssssweet."

Tigra: She swallowed her current mouthful and turned her head to look at him.

Lizard: Her look froze him, but only temporarily. He continued to creep towards her, approaching her legs. His forked tongue shot out and flickered against her shin.

Tigra: She let out another growl and shifted round the carcass, away from him.

Lizard: He hissed a cackle and launched himself upwards. With a swipe, he batted the carcass to the ground. "Need." he insisted.

Tigra: She hissed at him, her claws sliding out. She was enjoying that!

Lizard: His throat puffed up again and his talons also extended. "Fight?"

Tigra: She cocked her head on one side, remembering how that had gone last time. She shook her head.

Lizard: Lizard grinned and retracted his talons. He approached her again and sniffed her legs again.

Tigra: She eyed him a little then frowned and jumped up into a tree, pacing the lower branch instead. He was behaving differently. She sniffed at him from her perch.

Lizard: Lizard frowned and began to chew at the carcass again. "Your choicssse."

Tigra: She cocked her head on one side again and mewed curiously, "What is?"

Lizard: Lizard looked up and his fangs began to shine as his grin widened. "Needssss..."

Tigra: She sniffed again, oooooooh. "Have mate...." she supplied.

Lizard: Lizard cursed internally. Curt laughed. Tried to tell you that, you horny dragon. Hey! That works on a few levels!

Lizard: Lizard frowned. Still no mate, but at least someone to share a snack with. "Sssnack then?"

Tigra: She climbed back down from the tree and rejoined him, "If Chris gave us permission..."

Lizard: Chris? Lizard thought about that. He could take Chris. Is this a possession thing? Did he have to fight? Curt tried to explain, but Lizard buried his voice deeper and settled for the snack instead, tearing off one of the remaining pieces.

Lizard: "Ssssometime sssoon then." He suggested as he chewed and threw his head back so he could swallow the whole piece, bone and all.

Tigra: Tigra nodded, "If he says yes..."

Lizard: Lizard was confident he could change Chris' mind, but Curt was adamant that this entire thing sounded like a bad idea. He would have to speak with Greer later.

Lizard: Lizard finished his bit and whipped his tail at Tigra. "Play 'til then?"

Tigra: Tigra wondered what he meant by play but decided it couldn't hurt to say yes because fighting and sex were now off the table. "Okay."

Lizard: Lizard nodded towards the woods and slithered into the bushes. "Follow."

Tigra: Tigra cleaned off as much of her fur as she could then followed him.