[center][h1][color=82ca9d]Claire[/color] &[color=orange] Fletch[/color][/h1]
[b]Location:[/b] Fight And Fitness Gym --> The Hub
[b]Interacting With:[/b] Each other --> Dom (In person); Via Text: Tas
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Claire smirked as she leaned over; her lips nearly pressing against Fletch's. She had him pinned down on the ground; arms behind his back and nearly straddling his backside at this point. They had been at it for what seemed like hours now; both drenched in sweat. Each had gotten their fair share of hits and pins in on the other; both were rather bloodied up at this point. Neither seemed to care and both seemed to be having the time of their lives just laying into each other both physically and verbally at this point. 

The gym itself had been rather active before the two started but once they did the place had gone rather quiet. Everyone turning their attention to the duo. The only thing being said now other than the occasional grunt or tease from the pair in the ring was a bet being placed. The brawl had started outside the ring but eventually made its way to the center ring of the gym. It had been taken by a pair of tag teamers in the middle of practice. Both pairs had been unceremoniously tossed out onto their rear ends by Claire and Fletch. This may have caused a problem in and of itself but most in the place knew by now not to cross Claire and it was made rather apparent quickly that Fletch was in the same league as Claire was. 

[color=82ca9d]"Pinned ya again,"[/color] Claire taunted from her position. She was about to continue when she was interrupted by her assistant. 

"Claire, you got a message here from Doc Bitch I think you should read," Jewell said pipping in. Claire rolled her eyes slightly and then out of the blue bit Fletch on the ear. Why had she done that? She didn't know but it felt right and Claire was always one to follow her gut; whether or not it was a good idea. Pushing up she let him go and bounced over to the side of the ring; reading the message as Jewell held out the phone for her. 

Nearly instantaneously Claires mood shifted and she spit into the bucket. [color=82ca9d]"Bloody hell, if it ain't one thing it's another,"[/color] she grumbled as she began to pull her gloves off. [color=82ca9d]"Time out for a few Fletch."[/color]

Finally getting the gloves off and tossing them into the ring she took her phone and began to quickly thumb out a reply to Tas.

[center][color=82ca9d][b]To: Doc Sis[/b]
Well that sucks, I'll be by when visiting starts in the morning. Tell Echo I promise to be calm and to bring food.[/color]

Fletch was having a ball in the ring with Claire. It had been several hours since he first walked in and he honestly didn't want to leave, he was just having way too much fun. Claire seemed to be the perfect "sparring partner" for him. She was wild, unpredictable, dangerous and there was darkness behind her angel white smile and there was something seductive about it. There were times during the day whether Fletch didn't know if he wanted to throttle the Irish Rose or ask her out to dinner. Most of the spectators were still trying to pick their jaws from the floor at how violent the war between the two of them had turned out. Fletch had definitely lost count of the pins they had traded but he knew that Claire probably had been keeping score from the moment he walked in.

She had him pinned yet again before jumping off to go answer a text. Fletch pulled himself to his feet and began to stretch out his wounded body. He was aching all over and it was orgasmic. He cracked his neck and climbed out of the ring, grabbing a bottle of water as he did so. After washing his mouth out with the cool aqua, he glanced over at Claire who had a strange look on her face.

[b][color=orange]"Everything ok?"[/color][/b][/center]


Handing her phone over to her assistant Jewell, Claire shook her head a bit before crinkling her nose. She wanted to go visit Echo right away and check on her personally but she knew that if she was in critical condition that Tas would have called personally and let everyone know. The news had been taking about a car wreck most of the morning; it had been playing in the background. Now thinking about it, what was left of the car had to be Echo's dads car. The wreck had been horrible but no fatalities had been reported. That was good and if Tas was giving out visiting times she figured she had to at least be stable. Best to let the poor girl rest before she came bounding into the place. She knew Tas would spend the night with her while she was in the hospital. She looked out for Eddie and Tas did not like the man, she knew she would go far and beyond that for someone she considered a friend. 

[color=82ca9d]"Not really, friend was in a wreck and is in the hospital. Looks like I will be making a stop there tomorrow to say hi,"[/color] she said as she picked up a towel and started cleaning the drips of sweat off her body. Normally if something like that happened she would just stay at the gym all day beating people up to deal with the worry and stress but that wasn't exactly an option right then. She had been at it most of the day already. First the whole thing with Didi and the Eddie and now Fletch. The hour was growing late and she realized as her stomach growled that she hadn't eaten since breakfast. Granted she had ordered food at Ryan's but left before it had been served. 

[color=82ca9d]"Yo Fletch, hungry?"[/color] she asked out of blue. Might as well grab a bite to eat while she had the chance.

[b][color=orange]"Sorry to hear that. I hope your friends alright"[/color][/b] Fletch found himself being genuine. He may have been a balls to the wall bastard with a hair trigger temper and violence in his blood but he never wanted anyone who didn't deserve it to be hurt. That was a code he lived by. Only those that deserve it; that was his creed. Wiping some sweat from his face, Fletch brushed back his dark hair and looked at Claire as she asked him if he wanted to eat. Bitch had beaten him to the punch. [b][color=orange]"Yeah I could definitely go for some food. What you thinking my lovely? Where to?"[/color][/b] 


Claire wasted no time connecting another right hook to the base of Fletch's jaw without warning. [color=82ca9d]"Warned you about that cute nickname shit,"[/color] she said with a cheeky grin playing on her lips as she stood there. She was about to continue when her stomach growled again and she groaned inwardly. Where should they grab a bite to eat? Sam's family place wasn't far but she really wasn't in the mood for Korean BBQ. Right then she wanted something more along the line of wings or a burger and a beer. It was about that time she was handed her phone once again by her assistant. Seeing she had gotten a text from her main bro she grinned; as far as she was concerned that settled the food the debate. Two birds, one stone.

[color=82ca9d]"The Hub,"[/color] she quipped as she shot a a quick text back to the Mountain Man.

[center][color=82ca9d][b]To: My Bro From Another Mother[/b]
Be there shortly.[/color][/center]

Fletch jumped back from the blow from Claire's unlawfully big fist. The punch had split his lip and he grinned as he licked the dripping blood from his mouth and savoured the coppery test. [b][color=orange]"My apologies"[/color][/b] He smiled before she replied that they were going to the Hub. The Englishman had not been before though he had heard of it from some acquaintances. The beer and the food were dirt cheep and yet they were some of the best in the city. It sounded like his kind of place. Gathering up all of his belongings into the small bag he had brought with him to the gym, Fletch waited for his new partner to get herself ready. Once she had arrived he grinned a toothy, cheeky grin. [b][color=orange]"You better lead the way, Claire. I promise I won't stair at your arse...much."[/color][/b]

[color=82ca9d]"You really have a death wish don't you?"[/color] Claire quipped with a smirk before pushing out of the gym with Fletch in tow. She wasn't sure what she thought of him yet. Man was good in the ring, fought hard but them he would turn around and flirt with her. At least she thought it was flirting, she was bad at reading these things. Maybe he was just like that with everyone?

Pushing the thought away she directed them to the Hub and went inside. It was easy enough to spot her mountain of a bro. Jumping over the bar an hugging him. She was a mess, still drenched in sweat, bloodied up ans bruised from head to toe.

[color=82ca9d]"Look what he did to me,"[/color] she pipped up as she leaned back and pointed over to Fletch. Why not have some fun with this?

Dom hugged Claire tight as she hopped over the bar to greet him. He loved his little sis like she actually was blood. They just complimented each other so well. The mountain man raised an eyebrow, shifting his hazel gaze over to the newcomer who looked pretty confused and beat up. [b][color=brown]"Look what you did to him, Claire. Pretty sure he got the worst of it"[/color][/b] Dominic reached across the bar and offered his hand. [b][color=brown]"I'm Dom, nice to meet you"[/color][/b]

Fletch shook the big mans hand and nodded. [b][color=orange]"Fletch, likewise"[/color][/b]. Jesus, this guy was huge. He was built like a brick shithouse. This was Claire's brother? Well he couldn't see any family resemblance but bloody hell would Fletch not want to piss off this guy. [b][color=orange]"So you're Claire's brother?"[/color][/b]

Dom chuckled lightly. [b][color=brown]"Not in any legal sense of the word. Mostly just when she wants something...like discounted food...perhaps?"[/color][/b] Domininc knew the Irish Rose too well, though he did feel sorry for this Fletch kid if he actually believed that he and Claire were related. [b][color=brown] "It's a good job I love you Claire Bear. Tell me what you want and I'll get the boys in the back to whip it up fast"[/color][/b]

Claire smirked a bit before hoping over the counter and having a seat at the bar. [color=82ca9d]"He be me brother from another mother, this be me blood,"[/color] Claire said as she whipped out her phone and started scrolling through pic after pic. [color=82ca9d]"That be Connor and Murphy, Sean, Patrick, Michael, Bryan, Angus, and Donal,"[/color] she said proudly as she scrolled through each picture. 

[color=82ca9d]"Um, beer, wings, fries, some of them pepper poppers, some chips and dip, sliders, and onion rings, and a reason why you needed me to pop by,"[/color] Claire rambled off as she shoved her phone back in her pocket. [color=82ca9d]"Oh, totally fergot. What you want Fletch?"[/color]

[b][color=orange]"I guess I'll have what you're having. Sounds like it could put be on for the rest of the day"[/color][/b] Fletch took a seat at the bar next to Claire just as the big mountain began to pour their drinks. This was interesting, seeing Claire in her natural habitat outside of the gym. She didn't seem like any kind of different person but she did seem a lot more relaxed, a little wound down but he guessed punching people in the face for a living meant you had to be wound pretty tight sometimes.

Dominic handed his sister and her new friend a beer each and turned to lean back through the small opaque window behind the bar shelf. [b][color=brown]"Steve, I need two Claire specials and some peanuts for the bar"[/color][/b]. He grinned lightly before raising his index finger, another customer has just walked in. Sliding to the other end of the bar, Dom greeted the new customer with a boyish smile. [b][color=brown]"The usual Mrs Galloway?"[/color][/b]

[b][color=lime]"Mojito, mountain boy. Make it fast"[/color][/b]

After some clever cocktail making ala Tom Cruise, Dom returns to the duo. [b][color=brown]"OK so, Claire you've got sponsors right? For your fights? You think any of them might, you know, have any interest in sponsoring my documentary? I'm really struggling with the financing for it and I'm pulling every strand I can think of"[/color][/b]

Claire perked a brow as she picked up the beer and took a long pull from it. Dominic asking for help with money? Dominic asking for help with anything kind of threw her off. She had never heard him ask for anything. Even when she would jump on top of him and try to fart on him he wouldn't ask her to move, he'd just toss her to the floor. Kind of how he did things, he took care of them himself. He never seemed to be the one who needed a shoulder, his shoulders were big enough for the world. 

[color=82ca9d]"Ya, I got sponsors. How I fund the trips and such. Gym pays alright for the training I do for them there, but not near enough to really afford college and the apartment and such. I do good for them, pose for ads and they keep the money coming in. Not sure if they'd be interested in a documentary but hell, doesn't hurt to ask I guess,"[/color] she said as put the beer back on the bar top and ran her finger over the lip of the bottle. 

[color=82ca9d]"I'll see what I can do bro, make a few calls. Surprised you just didn't ask Money Bags Connor for some of his chump change,"[/color] she said with a laugh. 

[b][color=brown]"I did ask Connor. He's putting something in towards it, I guess a few people are. You know I didn't want to ask for a big loan so I'm kind of taking smaller ones from everyone I suppose"[/color][/b] Dominic hated asking for help. It just wasn't his style, he despised asking for anything at all. Being dependent or indebted to someone was something he always feared. He was self made and he always intended to stay that way. [b][color=brown]"Thanks Claire, I know we might not get anywhere but I do appreciate it. Really. I just really want to make this movie"[/color][/b]

Fletch's ears perked up as he listened in on Claire and Dom's conversation. The bartender was making a movie? Interesting. The Brit's newfound father had been urging him to invest some money in something. Maybe this was it? It couldn't hurt could it? Besides it would stand him in better stead with Claire and hell, its not like it was his money he was wasting. [b][color=orange]"If you're looking for investors Dom, I mean I can throw a few bob in there. I mean, how much do you think you could do with...five hundred thousand?"[/color][/b]

[b][color=brown]"Fuck me, Claire where did you find this one?"[/color][/b]

Claire nearly spit her beer out when Fletch spoke up, not so much the him offering; though that was weird. The amount of money he offered was enough to make her choke on her Guinness. Swallowing hard she looked down at the bottle before looking over at him in shock and then over at Dom. 

[color=82ca9d]"He's my new student.... I think I may have knocked the bloody sense right out of the bloak,"[/color] she said quickly, not exactly sure what to think about the man she had just gotten done in the ring with. [color=82ca9d]"Dude, don't joke about shit like that. Might end up on your ass that way."[/color]

She really thought he was joking, sure he had said he was staying at a hotel, but she figured that was either a joke or he was staying there because he had no where else to go. Who was this guy? A con man?

[b][color=orange]"I'm not joking. Honest!"[/color][/b] Fletch raised his hands up almost defensively. [b][color=orange]"Listen, my dad or I guess that's what I'm supposed to call him, is loaded. He's given me money, a lot of fucking money and I just don't know what to do with it. He said I should invest. Why not invest in something like this? If I sponsor you, you get your finance and I'll get what? a ten, fifteen percent kickback from the gross? Sounds like a solid deal to me"[/color][/b] The pugilist was being honest for a change, he was genuinely interested and for once he was trying to show it on his face.

Dom narrowed his eyes towards Fletcher. He had no idea what to make of this in the slightest. The deal felt way too good to be true. He looked over to Claire who looked almost as deeply dumbfounded by the newcomers comments. He scratched the back of his head  and sighed in confusion. He had no idea what to make of this.

[b][color=brown]"If Claire vouches for you, then I'm in...Claire?"[/color][/b] Dominic didn't want to put this pressure on Claire even though he knew she thrived under it. He needed to trust her judgement here.

	Claire didn't know what to think. She didn't know this man, had only spent one Afternoon in the gym with him. She was one though to act without thinking but this wasn't her dream on the line, it was her bros. Slipping out of her seat, she stood up and grabbed Fletch by the shoulders and leaning in. For such a small package, she could be rather intimidating.

	[color=82ca9d]"You on the up and up, we're all good. You screw my bro over and be pissin' out a tube the rest of yer days. Got it?"[/color] she warned before letting go. With Claire, she didn't threaten, what she said was what she fully intended to do.