[hr][center][h1][color=82ca9d]Murphy[/color] & [color=a187be]Tasha[/color][/h1]
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[hr][center][b]Location:[/b] Courtyard
[b]Interacting With:[/b] [@Charnobylisk]
[b]Time/Date:[/b] Late Afternoon/August 1st, 2016
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	Well that was an utter waste of time, kind of. Owen left before they really even got started but Murphy didn't let that get him down. He took several out for a test ride and by the time he was done had ended up purchasing one of the bikes. It wasn't brand new but it wasn't a heap of junk either. The bike was at most five years old, a custom build and was no rice burner. He as happy and spent much of the afternoon just weaving in and out of the busy traffic of Jaipur before he finally decided to make his way back to the hotel. Parking outside he strolled into the courtyard, ready to tell everyone about his newest purchase but that seemed like it would have to wait. 

	[color=82ca9d]"Bugger me, what the bloody hell happened here?"[/color] he asked dumbfounded. The place was a wreck, lounge furniture upturned and on the ground lay a rather beat up Tasha with Cera standing over her. Tasha took Cera's hand and slowly sat up, cringing a bit from the pain in her knee, her thigh, and now her back side. 

	[color=a187be]"Fuck yeah it got me, little brute tried to ass rape me with his horns,"[/color] she grumbled as she eventually got her to feet and dusted herself off. [color=a187be]"There's a goat loose in the place..."[/color] Shaking her head she rested her hands on her hips and took several long and deep breaths, the damn thing had nearly knocked the wind out of her. 

	[color=82ca9d]"A goat?"[/color] Murphy asked in a surprised voice. Tasha nodded and pointed over to the rest of the group that was dealing with the goat. [color=82ca9d]"A goat... what, thing decided he didn't want to be roasted goat curry this evening?"[/color] he laughed. 

	[color=a187be]"I'd gut that thing right now if I felt better,"[/color] she hissed as she teetered over to a chair and righted it before plopping down into the cushion. 

	[color=82ca9d]"Goat do all that?"[/color] Murphy asked as he looked at the bruise that covered the entire area of Tasha's knee and the wrapping around her thigh. 

	[color=a187be]"No, the cave did that. Goat just knocked me on my ass,"[/color] she said, trying to shift slightly in the chair to get more comfortable but hissed between her clenched teeth in pain. Murphy nodded slightly before looking over at Cera. 

	[color=82ca9d]"Can you go get Tasha some ice from the kitchen? Think I better get her up to bed from the way she looks, meet you up there?"[/color] Murphy asked and Tasha gave him an odd look. [color=82ca9d]"What?"[/color]

	[color=a187be]"I'm fine right here thank you very much,"[/color] she snapped slightly. The last thing she wanted was to be carried up to her room like some drunken damsel in distress. 

	[color=82ca9d]"Tough tits lass,"[/color] he said scooping Tasha up in his arms. Tasha smacking him upside the back of the head and kicking her legs. 

	[color=a187be]"Put me down you big putz!"[/color] she yelled. Murphy just chuckled and shrugged a bit before shifting her in his arms and tossing her over his shoulder, ass in the air as he turned and began to head out of the courtyard. 

	[color=82ca9d]"Keep it up and I'll tan yer hide like me pops used to do mine when ever I threw a hissy fit,"[/color] he laughed. Tasha turned beat red in the face but stopped kicking, a furious look still on her face though. [color=82ca9d]"That's a good little firecracker."[/color]

	[color=a187be]"I, you, Mother fucker!!!"[/color] she grunted.