<div class="floatleft">(http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6239/6324164006_be5a515640.jpg)</div><br/><hr/><strong>Name:</strong>Jack Russel<br/><strong>Origin:</strong>Werewolf<br/><strong>Location:</strong>His dorm room<br/><strong>Tags:</strong>Logan<br/><hr/><br/><br/>Jack waited beyond his partially open door. Standing near the center of his room he heard the runt stop at his own door then retreat down the hallway back towards the commons. Jack frowned, was he leaving to get help or to rat on him? Neither answer was acceptable to the lycanthrope. He began to leave his room and go seek the little coward out when the angry thud of the twerp's boots came echoing back down the hallway. There were no other heartbeats approaching, good the little shit was gonna man up but just what had he done before returning. Fuck it, it didnt matter the bastard was about to get his!<br/><br/>The runt surprised Jack by not issuing the expected threats or starting with the show of bravado and bad manners that had been the impetus for the scene that was now playing out. Instead he kicked the door inward and Jack was forced to jump back to avoid being hit. The runt quickly followed up, far faster than Jack had expected, by lunging in and swinging a tightly rolled newspaper at Jack's head! Jack snapped his head away to the right while trying to strike the paper from the runt's right hand but despite Jack's speed somehow the little shit slipped the weapon past Jack's guard and still managed to strike him sharply on the head. Jack blinked in some surprise as the runt started yelling at him that he was a bad dog and should pee on the papers he cast to the floor. The miserable sonnuvabitch! Fuker was still treating him like a fucking mutt! Now the runt was the one who was grinning and not Jack and as his little revenge fantasy fell apart before him Jack felt his excitement replaced by ferocious anger once more.<br/><br/>"Ok you little fuck, its on!"<br/><br/>Jack exploded forward his whole body uncoiling like a spring wound far to tight. Even as in his human skin he was far faster and stronger than most men and now he'd seen how fast the twerp was. He launched a savage right ahead of himself, sailing right for the little bastard's nose. Jack's eyes were shining as he anticipated the blow, lips curled back to exposed his own hateful grin. He was gonna wipe the smile off this punk with one shot!<br/><br/><br/><br/>