[h2]Tough Love[/h2]

Luda shook her head, trying to comprehend what had just happened. Time slowed down, and... A 'challenge' had been issued? And now the building was on fire and... Holy shit. Tough Love narrowed her eyes at Jack, wondering how this situation had escalated from dine-and-dashing to an arson-mass-murder combo. "Now you listen here, Prancing Ass, and you listen good. You say we need to stand on our lonesome? Well guess what, you shit-for-brains... You're in the building too." She upped with her foot, embedding it well into his gonads, then pulled her foot back down, causing his bruised nethers to emit a pleasant squelch/slurping noise. "Honestly, you didn't think this through at all, did you? If we win, you're stuck in here to burn and die like a moron. Moron." She spat at him. "And you, other dickweed, What the fuck did you THINK would happen when you broke a reality warper's arm?" She glared angrily, but decided not to give him a similar kick, considering he, despite his brutish methods, had been correct: This guy was a goddamn psychopath. "Honestly, if it wasn't for the threat of innocent death, I'd be out of her already, and you'd both be bathed in flame. But..."

She turned to Jack again. "What constitutes an innocent life? A bystander? A noncombatant? Because if it's a noncombatant... I think I'm about to claim an innocent life RIGHT NOW." and with that, she angrily lunged at the poor, dancing bastard.