Her teeth gritted as he grabbed on to her bo staff. She had successfully hit him but he seemed only slightly effected by the attack. He said something about Whiplash. About her knowing him by Whiplash. It was impossible. A complete and utter ploy to get her to trust him. Shadowbird felt a sickening feeling in the pit of her stomach. How could this man be so cold. To bring up her deceased partner, pretend to be him even. He could even have been a clone. 

[color=black] "How dare you claim to be Whiplash or know anything about him you asshole!"[/color] She yanked her bo staff from his grip and attempted to peg him in the stomach with it. [color=black] "Whiplash was a hero, an angel even, unlike yourself you cowardly slimeball" [/color]