Tiger/Virgo and Pig/Scorpio meet at 71-76%, a full cross pairing of exacting craft and magnetic hunger. Tiger/Virgo is the best at what it does and complains anyway; Pig/Scorpio is a throbbing python of love with a corner office in mind.
The chemistry here is frankly physical first. Pig/Scorpio's stratospheric sex appeal cuts straight through Tiger/Virgo's fastidious reserve, and the Tiger's excellence at everything is exactly the caliber of prize the ambitious Pig respects. What follows the fireworks is a negotiation: the Pig runs emotionally cool, and the Tiger, beneath all the moaning, wants genuine appreciation.
Tiger/Virgo narrates its grievances around the clock; Pig/Scorpio, famously a cold fish about feelings, mostly lets the stream run past. It is oddly stable: the Tiger needs an audience more than an answer, and the Pig is unbothered by weather.
Friction turns serious when Pig/Scorpio's grasping streak demands absolute fealty and Tiger/Virgo, already convinced it is under-appreciated, refuses to be owned. The Pig hamstrings opponents for sport; it must not treat the Tiger as one.
Pig/Scorpio can teach Tiger/Virgo to stop complaining about the mountain and enjoy the view from the top. Tiger/Virgo can teach the Pig that devotion freely given beats fealty extracted, and is far better maintained.
At 71-76%, Tiger/Virgo and Pig/Scorpio have good chemistry, much of it after dark. Durable so long as power games stay out of the bedroom and appreciation gets said out loud.