[hr][hr][center][h1][b][i][img]http://fontmeme.com/embed.php?text=Cassandra%20Hope&name=learningcurve_tt.ttf&size=75&style_color=88cdcb[/img][/i][/b][/h1][img]http://66.media.tumblr.com/63fc7b75d5d14f521dfd182a96555840/tumblr_n2un5kUxZb1sp02wlo4_250.gif[/img][hr][b]Location:[/b] Best Exotic Hotel: Dining Hall [b]Interacting With:[/b] Amber [@SouffleGirl123][/center][hr][hr] [color=88cdcb]"Ah! A teuchter is it? No' bad, no' bad..."[/color] After they made their way to the table and Cass had ushered Murphy off, Cass turned her full attention back to Amber. [color=88cdcb]"Alright, lets get back to conversin' then, aye?"[/color] Cass chuckled before glancing over her shoulder to make sure that no one was walking up to them. She swung her leg up onto the seat and set her foot flat on the chair as she hugged her knee with one arm while talking to Amber. [color=88cdcb]"This is as new t'me as it is for you, doll. Me 'nd m'pal Claire just got 'ere yesterday! This is Claire."[/color] She pulled her phone out and showed Amber a picture of her and Claire together with a bottle of beer in each hand from one of the many nights out they've had together. [color=88cdcb]"'Eh doctor Tasha, 'eh woman that was jus' holdin' 'er foot, is friends with Murphy, 'eh Irishman I just sent off after 'er. The yummy new fella is allegedly 'eh ex-fiance of 'eh doctor. Murphy is also 'eh big brother of m'pal Claire. There's another guy called Alcander, Alc for short, and there's probs others I've not met yet. 'Eh owner o' this place, Desh, is sittin' right with us. Say 'ello Desh!"[/color] Desh just looked up and grumbled before burying his face back into his arms as he lay on the table. Holding up a single finger to Amber on her last question, Cass just laughed and got up to grab a pitcher of ice water which she took over to Desh and placed it in front of him. [color=88cdcb]"'Ere, this'll help buddy."[/color] She lightly ruffled his hair then walked around the table to sit beside Amber again. [color=88cdcb]"Sorry. T'answer yer last question, nah. He's no m'boyfriend. We only jus' met yesterday. Been doin' a bit o' flirtin' but he probs jus' sees me as his wee sister's friend. S'all good though, ain't gonna complain for attention!"[/color] Cass just threw her head back and laughed, grinning at Amber as she got herself comfortable in her chair again. [color=88cdcb]"I wonder 'ow 'eh food works in 'ere. Do we self serve or...?"[/color] At that point Desh looked up at the two girls and snapped his fingers before resting his head down again. Staff from the kitchens came out and provided them with a small spread of cultural Indian breakfast foods to eat. Cass's eyebrows rose and she began to chow into some things and looked back up to Amber and continued their conversation. [color=88cdcb]"So what did ye study in uni?"[/color] [hr][hr][center][h1][b][i][color=117722]Three[/color]-[color=a187be]Way[/color] [color=82ca9d]Clusterfuck[/color][/i][/b][/h1][img]https://media.giphy.com/media/wDNTWmp1kQkRq/giphy.gif[/img][hr][b]Location:[/b] Best Exotic Hotel: Courtyard [b]Interacting With:[/b] Each Other, Those in the vicinity[/center][hr][hr] Tasha looked at the stairs and sighed, knowing she didn't feel well enough to climb them, especially after the hole that had formed when the two new arrivals came down. Looking around she turned and headed into the courtyard, only to gasped out a yelp as Murphy swooped up behind her and swept her off her feet into a bridal carry. [color=a187be]"Put me the fuck down!!!"[/color] Lincoln had no idea what way he was going but he somehow managed to find himself out near the courtyard when he heard Tasha screaming out angrily. Lincoln ran towards the source and then saw her in the arms of the Irish guy. He scowled and dug his hands into his pockets where he found his cell and a pair of earphones in one and his room key in the other. His fingers curled around his keys and he felt the warm metal digging into his palm and he squeezed them. He spotted a bench nearby that was slightly secluded but he could still see what was going on, he silently stalked over to it and sat down. He fanned himself some with the neck of his shirt and got himself comfortable. Murphy just held on as Natasha flailed, refusing to put her down right then. [color=82ca9d]"Yer gonna hurt yourself storming off like that, especially after that gash you done got yesterday in the mine shaft,"[/color] he stated flatly as he carried her into the courtyard fully and set her down gently on a bench under the shade of a tree. Huffing as she was finally put down she punched him in the arm but it was obvious she wasn't trying to hurt him, she was just frustrated and that was usually how Tasha reacted to stress. He didn't like spying on her but he wanted to know why she had reacted that way to the news of someone checking out. Murphy sat down next to upset doctor as she lowered her head and sighed deeply. [color=a187be]"Just let me be Murph..."[/color] [color=82ca9d]"Not happening Lass, mind finally tellin' me what happened?"[/color] he asked as he looked over to her and tucked a loose strand of hair behind her ear. Tasha's lips pursed a bit as she stared blankly towards the ground in front of her. [color=82ca9d]"Come on beautiful, you know me, I know loosing someone ya love is hard,"[/color] he said in a sympathetic voice. Lincoln's chest tightened and he let out a quiet sigh. So that was it then, she had moved on and found someone else to love that wasn't him. He didn't know what he was expecting but honestly, it stung bad hearing it. He shifted himself in the seat and grabbed the earphones from his pocket and plugged them into his phone. He half raised them to his ears to drown out the rest of their conversation but curiousity got the better of him. He just... he had to know what was going on. He chanced a glance at her and his stomach fell to the floor, she looked so... broken. Natasha looked over at Murphy and scoffed rather loudly. [color=a187be]"I didn't fucking love him,"[/color] she stated flatly before shaking her head and looking away again. Murphy smirked a bit at her reaction and nudged her in the side lightly. [color=a187be]"Only truly loved one man...."[/color] she said as she reached up and pushed her hair back out of her face. His heart fluttered and his stomach was no longer resting on the floor, it had found its way up to his throat, as if trying to jump out of his mouth at the first given chance. Lincoln let his hands lower to his lap and he just sat there, smiling to himself as he closed his eyes so as to listen more carefully from there on out. [color=82ca9d]"Then what is it Tasha?"[/color] Murphy asked as Tasha leaned against him slightly. There were few people that Natasha had ever been close to, and while Murphy and her weren't very close they were friends in an odd sense. [color=82ca9d]"What happened last night?"[/color] Lincoln wanted to know what had went down as well but he wasn't sure how much he wanted to know. His fingers played with the earbuds and he was ready to pop them into his ears if he felt he was hearing more than he was comfortable with. [color=a187be]"We watched some movies, had a little to eat, drank... A lot..."[/color] she admitted as she groaned and let her head fall into her hands. [color=82ca9d]"And then...?"[/color] Murphy's brow arching over his eye as he glanced over to her. [color=a187be]"Well, we kissed. A lot... It seemed like things were going great. Woke up this morning, couldn't remember a lot until I got in the shower. Then it flooded back to me and I remember [i]everything,[/i]"[/color] she said as she leaned back against the bench some and sighed deeply. [color=82ca9d]"And everything was... [i]everything?"[/i][/color] Murphy asked perking a brow. Shaking her head she looked over to him and shrugged. [color=a187be]"No, I didn't climb Mountain Man Dom. We opened up a bit. It seemed like we started something last night and then... now this shit. He just up and leaves? No word, nothing? After last night, after telling me he has had a thing for me since I moved in? After staying all night, even though we only slept, and then watching me shower without me knowing he was there? It just seemed like it was going somewhere and now he's gone."[/color] Tears were starting to well up in the eyes of the cold doctor. Crying was not something she did. [color=82ca9d]"Come on lass, no tears. He ain't worth it,"[/color] Murphy said wrapping an arm around her shoulder and pulling her close to give her a comforting hug. It didn't help though, closing her eyes the tears spilled over. Wow. Lincoln had no idea what to do or say. He wanted to rush over there and tell her that it was all going to be okay but he couldn't do that without them knowing he was eavesdropping. Grunting a little as he slid down on the bench, Lincoln lay down and propped his feet up on the arm rest as he just listened. If he kept watching her he had no idea what he'd do in the moment and that honestly frightened him. He didn't want to make her uncomfortable. Murphy rubbed his hand against her arm as he kept her close, letting her get it out. He wasn't exactly sure what to do, he had never seen Tasha like this; he doubted really anyone ever had. Tasha didn't turn into a sobbing mess but there were tears. She felt used for lack of a better term. She thought something was starting and Dominic had seemed like a very upstanding guy, not one that would just duck out like this. Murphy had thought the same about the man, he was Murphy's best friend over there after all, the Irish in him wanted to deck the man for making the doctor cry but he was gone and he wasn't about to chase him down and let him know it affected her this way. [color=82ca9d]"Now now, suck it up. If he left, his loss lass. You'll find someone worth your time, don't ya be worrying about that,"[/color] he said, trying to cheer her up. Natasha knew he was trying but what he was saying didn't land right in her ears. Shoving him back some she shook her head. [color=a187be]"Fuck that. I've tried, I am not going through this shit again,"[/color] she barked. Well then, that pretty much was that. He had travelled near halfway around the world for something that was never going to be. He had no idea why he had deluded himself, he should have listened to his head instead of his heart. He felt hollow, his chest ached and his head began to pound... [color=82ca9d]"I know, just don't give up. Don't let a couple of assholes keep you shut off."[/color] Natasha shook her head and stood up, hobbling around trying to pace as she normally did when she was starting to shut down. [color=a187be]"No, fuck it. This is the universes way of punishing me,"[/color] she hissed as she swung her arms out to her sides, motioning towards the sky. [color=82ca9d]"What the fuck are ya babbling about?"[/color] Murphy asked as he stood up and walked over to her, wanting to make sure if Mr. Clops came out of nowhere she didn't end up on her rear end yet again. He figured she had taken enough of a beating today. [color=a187be]"I broke up with a great guy, someone I love... loved. Ever since then, it has either been a slew of one night stands that didn't mean shit or this bull. And now he shows up out of no where? Right when Dominic is checking out? Yeah, the fucking universes way of telling me I deserve this shit."[/color] Murphy stopped in his tracks, shocked by what she had just said. She couldn't actually be serious but the look on her face told him that she was not joking in the slightest. [color=82ca9d]"That ain't how it works lass, but even if it was then why in the hell did you break up with him?"[/color] he asked as he crossed his arms over his chest and stared her down. Natasha froze in her place, she had been asked that question once before; she didn't answer then, should she finally admit it now? His mouth had gone dry, was she really... had she just said... now, it couldn't be him she was talking about but she'd said... Lincoln was completely distracted and he was half debating getting up, walking over to Tasha, grabbing her and kissing her until he remembered she had a hell of a right hook. Natasha bit her bottom lip as she stood there, her own arms wrapped around herself as she looked around. She knew why she had broken it off, it had gone through her mind time and time again over the years; especially the night she had told Lincoln it was over. That night had been one of the worst she could remember, balling like a baby over what she had done but convincing herself it was the right thing. The look in her eyes Murphy caught, whatever the reason had been it had been hard on her. Even now, to talk about it after all this time it obviously wasn't easy. No, he'd just stay in silence and listen to this emotional roller coaster of uncertainty until he got a certain answer. He closed his eyes and took a deep breath until suddenly the sound of... was that hooves? No sooner did Lincoln open his eyes than he was being catapulted by the bench into the bushes where he then rolled out of them and down towards the feet of Murphy and Tasha. Natasha jumped, startled by the sudden entrance of her ex-fiance into the scene. Murphy quickly turning around and ready to stomp a mud hole into someone's ass; people jumping out of nowhere where he was from usually meant one hell of a fight was about to start. Then he saw Lincoln on the ground there and Natasha's eyes narrowing. The Irishman decided to take a step back because he knew that look in her eyes, it was about to get ugly. [Color=117722]"What the hell!?"[/color] Lincoln was sprawled out, his cell phone lay at his side while his earphones wee wrapped around his neck. He looked over to where he had been laying moments ago only to see a smug little got standing within the bushes before it bayed and took off like a bat out of hell. [Color=117722]"Did I just get rammed by a [i]goat[/i]?!"[/color] Bits of twigs were stuck in his hair and beard, he looked more than a little deranged. [color=a2d39c]"That was Mr. Clops,"[/color] Murphy pipped in, chuckling a bit by how the man looked, his hand limply covering his mouth as he started to break out into a loud guffaw. Natasha on the other hand didn't find the situation near as humorous. Her eyes going ice cold behind the remaining tears that had been built up, her fists balling up at her side, lips thinning. [color=a187be]"You want to know why? Cause he is an eavesdropping ass-wipe that's why!"[/color] Natasha shouted as she looked at Murphy but pointed right at Lincoln as he lay sprawled out on the ground. Turning on her heels she stormed off in a rage. It didn't matter how much pain she was in physically right then, the emotional rage rushing through her was more than enough to compensate as the sound of her feet stomping up the stairs could be heard echoing through out the court yard. [color=117722]"Tasha! I wasn't... TASHA WAIT!"[/color] Lincoln began to lightly bang his head off the ground as he listened to her storming away. Murphy closed his eyes and took a deep breath, he knew that wasn't the reason but he couldn't exactly blame her for being pissed right then. Kneeling down next to Lincoln he opened his eye and pulled out a bit of twig from the mans hair. [color=82ca9d]"Well, you sure know how to make an entrance. Little piece of advice mate, she ain't one to piss off. Surprised she didn't kick you while you were down."[/color] Glancing up at Murphy, Lincoln looked like a puppy that had just been kicked repeatedly. [color=117722]"Believe me, I know... I didn't mean to, I just... God damn it, I just always seem to upset her. No wonder she bloody left..."[/color] To which leaving he was referring it was unclear but it was pretty safe to say the response was ambiguous. Lincoln just buried his face into the ground even more and continued hitting his head off of it gently. [color=82ca9d]"Oh that ain't upset mate. That's flustered,"[/color] Murphy said as he rolled back onto his rear-end and had a seat on the ground next to Lincoln, crossing his legs a bit as he pulled out a cigarette and lit it. Taking a long pull from it before letting the smoke seep out his nostrils. Looking back over towards the man he turned it over and offered it to him. Lincoln glanced at the cigarette and figured to hell with it. He took it with a quick thanks to Murphy and following suit and doing the same. He rolled over and lay on his back as he held the stick to his lips and drew. He let it all out before looking towards Murphy and let out a deep sigh. [color=117722]"I liked to number her levels of upset instead of using different words, this is upset 3 out of 10. But no matter the level of upset she reaches because of me, I've always hated it."[/color] He took another draw and savoured it for a moment longer than the last before letting it all out into the sky above him. He handed the cigarette back to Murphy and rested his hands on his chest, locking his fingers together as they met. [color=117722]"Sorry, didn't mean to hog it there, just had to get the stress out, y'know?"[/color] Murphy nodded as he took the cigarette back and placed it between his lips, leaving it there as he puffed on it slowly and draping his arms over his knees. [color=82ca9d]"So, yer the ex-fiance. Mind telling me what ye be doing out here? Other than getting your ass kicked by Mr. Clops."[/color] Lincoln groaned and covered his face with his arm, only his mouth was visible. [color=117722]"I got into a work programme that let me travel the world and work at the same time. I figured it was a good idea to experience the other side of life some and here I am."[/color] He wasn't about to admit the full, unadulterated truth to a complete stranger but he didn't want to lie either. He never was good at it. The Irishman cocked a brow as he leaned forward some and eyed Lincoln, pulling the smoke slowly from his lips, rubbing the bottom of his chin with his tattooed hand. [color=82ca9d]"Mate, little hint. Don't try to bullshit an Irishman, or a Russian woman. Neither take kindly to lying by omission,"[/color] he said as he flicked the ash off the end of his smoke and took another drag. A bit of a smirk played on his lips, he didn't know for sure that Lincoln was there because of Natasha but he didn't believe in coincidences either. [color=117722]"Look pal, you might know Tasha but you sure don't know me. I had no idea she was living in this hotel, trust me, I'm as shocked to see her as she is to see me."[/color] He shifted his arm and moved his hands to rub his face as she thought about her storming off again. He'd give her space, time, then apologise. Lincoln grabbed his cell and unwrapped the earphones from around his neck before tying them up and putting them in his pocket. [color=82ca9d]"Say that enough times and you might actually start believing it for yourself. Might not known she was here but I'd bet my bottom rupee you knew she was in the city."[/color] Murphy chuckled as he stood up and dusted his rear end off, the cigarette resting between his lips as he took one final puff off of it before tossing it to the ground and putting it out beneath the heel of his boot. [color=117722]"Besides, I don't have to explain myself to you. I know you care for her but my side is just that, my side. Ain't really none of your business even if I was here for Tasha."[/color] Leaning over he rested his hands on his knees and cocked his head to the side. [color=82ca9d]"That where ye be wrong mate. Ya see, she be me friend, that makes her me business. She been through enough. Last couple of men dicked her over hard, didn't help her dad dying in her arms earlier this year. So, gonna put this bluntly, ya here to do anything to hurt her and me fist and yer nose gonna become best friends."[/color] [center][img]https://38.media.tumblr.com/4c9a861f1fe237126a3f6f1f23ccfa25/tumblr_n45haxWwRT1r4kaico8_250.gif[/img][/center] His eyes flashed with anger and worry all at once. Lincoln pulled himself up quick and sharp, staring at Murphy and not blinking. [color=117722]"Trust me, the last thing I want to do is hurt her and if you think I'm a soft touch just try and see what happens if your fist comes anywhere near my face. We clear?"[/color] The shock of the news of Tasha's father dying had him not thinking clearly. He knew Tasha and her dad were never on the greatest of terms but the fact that he'd died and he wasn't there for Tasha... it made him really mad. Inexplicably so. He was looking for a fight and he had no idea why. Murphy rolled his neck around a bit and started popping his fingers one by one. He knew that look, he had had the same look in his eyes for a year after his wife was murdered. Stepping closer he gave Lincoln a cheesy grin. Rolling his shoulders back, Lincoln shook his hands out at his sides and squared his jaw before separating his feet and staring at Murphy with a deadpan look. [color=82ca9d]"You were engaged to Natasha right? Bitch don't take a tumble with men that can't stand toe to toe with her so I suspect a rumble with ya would be right good fun,"[/color] he chuckled as he spoke. Murphy was always up for a fight and it looked like the bloke could use one. As soon as the word bitch left Murphy's mouth, Lincoln was ready. He lunged forward and grabbed the front of Murphy's shirt, dragging the Irishman towards himself before throwing him over the bushes that Lincoln had just been unceremoniously thrown through thanks to Mr. Clops. As Murphy was launched, Lincoln threw himself over the bushes after him and landed on his back with a well placed elbow drop. Murphy watched Lincoln and actually laughed when he was grabbed and tossed. A [color=82ca9d]"Fuck yeah!"[/color] left his vocals as he flew over the bushes and landed on the other side, followed by a hell of a grunt as he felt Lincoln's elbow go into his back. Huffing he reached back, grabbing Lincoln around the neck as he bent his elbow. Pulling the man off him he gave him a solid jab right to his jaw before stumbling back to his feet and raising his fists. [color=82ca9d]"Come on, you want the ice queen gonna have to hit harder than that,"[/color] he taunted Lincoln. Growling a little from the punch, Lincoln rubbed his jaw and scowled at Murphy. [color=117722]"You hit like powder. Get your shit together and HIT ME!"[/color] He screamed towards Murphy before he launched himself forward and shoulder tackled him. His shoulder battered into Murphy's stomach and Lincoln fell on top of him. He shifted his legs and straddled Murphy's body as he punched at him, not caring where or what he hit at that moment. Murphy's breath was half knocked as Lincoln rammed him and he hit his back on the ground, the mans fist connecting with his his cheek, a few more landed before Murphy' s hands came up and he pulled Lincoln in, head butting him hard and tossing the lout off of him. Chuckling he jumped back up and rolled his neck around. The man obviously needed to work off some built up steam. [color=82ca9d]"God, me sister could out hit you when she was five. No wonder Tasha dumped yer ass."[/color] He rolled away some before he managed to stop the momentum. He could feel the hot trickle of blood sliding down over his upper lip. He wiped it off with the back of his left hand and glowered at Murphy from his spot on the ground. The words cut deep and he felt the anger growing more and more within him. He rolled flat onto his back before jumping up straight onto his feet. He walked calmly towards Murphy and made sure he was close enough before he began to jab at his face and torso, hitting anywhere that was open and getting into all of the nooks he could find. One, two, three, hook. Just like his father had taught him. Murphy could tell by the look in the mans eyes that what he had said had gotten to him. He wanted it to, not to be mean but sometimes a man needed to step up and really just let everything out. He wouldn't admit to Murphy yet that the reason that he was in Jaipur was because of Tasha, if the man couldn't say that out loud how the hell was he ever going to open up to her? Granted Murphy wasn't trying to set the two up. Doc had been through enough and such but if this man was going to try to make a move on his friend, he wanted to make sure the man was worth something. Some of the punches landed, others did not. Murphy blocking, ducking and jabbing in return; ribs, face, stomach; until Murphy spun around suddenly and out of no where, his back fist connecting with the side of Lincolns face and sending him toppling back through the bushes and onto the ground. Spitting out a mouthful of blood he looked over towards Lincoln and cocked a brow. [color=82ca9d]"So, if I were to measure how much you love Dr. Bitch by the way you hit... You love her as much as you do what? A cockroach crawling across your lunch?"[/color] They seemed pretty evenly matched in the hit factor. Lincoln took some, blocked some, dodged some, same as Murphy had just done with his flurry of hits but he did not expect the backwards fist to the face. He felt himself falling backwards and tucked into himself to stop from hitting his limbs on anything stray at his sides. He landed on his rear and pushed himself up onto his feet, crouching down near the ground as he spat some blood out. Something had caught his left brow, he could feel the blood rolling down into his eye. It stung but he just used the pain as fuel. He heard the words, he knew why they were being said but he didn't care. Right now, all he wanted to do was knock the ever loving fuck out of this guy and wipe the smug, know-it-all look from his face. [color=117722]"You don't have the [i][b]faintest[/b][/i] fucking idea about me, mate! You don't know what fucking [b]AGONY[/b] I have been through because that wonderful, crazy, fucking beautiful woman left me! You can take your smug as fuck attitude and shove it right where the fucking sun don't shine!"[/color] He rolled forward and planted his hands on the ground before propelling his body, feet first, at Murphy. His right foot collided with his face right under the chin and his left foot clipped his shoulders. In his anger, he'd over shot his movements but fuck it, he'd kicked the bastard right in the face. Lincoln felt himself landing roughly on the ground and he rolled away from Murphy as best he could before scrambling up onto his feet, his fists raised and ready as the blood continued to slide down his face and mouth. His once white t-shirt was now tinted red and pink of varying degrees. Cass stopped mid-sentence while speaking to Amber and cocked her right brow. [color=88cdcb]"We're missin' somethin' juicy. C'mon!"[/color] She grinned at Amber and ran full pelt towards the source of the shouting. She stopped by the side of the courtyard and gaped as she saw the dishy newcomer and Murphy having it out. [color=88cdcb]"Hubba fuckin' hubba. Don't mind if I do."[/color] Murphy landed sprawled out on the ground and shook his head. Had the man just literally went WWF on his ass? Rolling over he coughed and slowly got up to his feet, pulling his shirt off, aww hell shit just got serious. Dropping down quickly Murphy yell hut and tackled the man, sending him flying onto one of the lounge chairs and the thing shattering beneath the weight of them both. Coming up he kicked Lincoln in the ribs before rolling out of the way and smirking brightly towards him as he stayed crouched down. [color=82ca9d]"Like where John Cena? Deep inside Doc Hottie? Bet she would like that,"[/color] he said smiling through the busted lip; wiggling his eye brows a bit as he took a few deep breaths and waited for Lincoln to really loose his shit. That was it. That was the snapping point. Lincoln scrambled up to his feet and then kicked the loose boardings of the lounge chair towards Murphy before running at him and grabbing him, putting him in a headlock where he punched at his face repeatedly and without reservation. [color=117722]"DON'T. YOU. DARE. FUCKING. TALK. ABOUT. TASHA. THAT. WAY!"[/color] Each word was punctuated by a punch as he held him in the lock. They were his speciality being in security after all and he'd had to use them more than a few times but not while punching the ever loving shit out of the assailant as well... Cass was practically drooling at this point, her lips pouting a little as she realised she couldn't join in. Poor Claire, she was missing a hell of a fight. Cass then realised something really simple and dumb. She pulled out her cell and began to record the fight for Claire to see. She felt stupid for not thinking of it sooner. She glanced at Amber and wiggled her eyebrows. [color=88cdcb]"Nothin' quite like some guy on guy, eh?"[/color] Murphy grunted with each hit that landed, his hands coming up and grabbing a hold of Lincolns arm as his foot slid forward. He had been in this position more times that he could count. So many brothers, so many fights, so many fights with Claire - the woman did this for a living. He was glad he had actually picked up a few things from her over the years. (He wasn't going to tell her that. He was big brother after all) Through the blood and the swelling Murphy took a deep breath and pulled away Lincolns arm, sliding his foot quickly and sending them man to the ground straight to the ground on his face as he jerked Lincoln's arm up behind his back and pinned it there. [color=82ca9d]"Now that is finally the voice of a man in love,"[/color] he chuckled. He was about to let Lincoln go when suddenly he had a piercing pain shatter through the back of his skull; dirt and pottery flying around him. He stumbled back off of Lincoln, looking around to see just where in the hell that had come from. Turning he froze as he saw the steely icy gaze of Dr. Natasha Brinne standing there by the tree. [color=a187be]"Touch him again and I will turn you from a rooster to a hen with one fucking kick Irish,"[/color] she growled with a fire in her voice. Lincoln took the opportunity and swept Murphy's legs out from underneath him before jumping back up onto his own feet and kicking him in the ribs. He grinned down at him with a bloodied face and even bloodier teeth before he decided to land another elbow drop on him, this time right to his gut in hopes of winding him. [color=117722]"And for reference, I prefer the Undertaker."[/color] Lincoln then rolled off of Murphy and just lay there, utterly out of energy and breath. He had no idea why Tasha had stepped in and her words had confused him but the adrenaline had kept him moving. Now that he thought about it, the fact that she was defending him sent a numbness through him that sapped all energy out of him. Murphy landed on his back, his eyes widening. It was one thing to go face to face with someone but to lay into someone when the other person had obviously stopped because of someone's Ex-Fiance suddenly hitting him in the back of the head with a flower pot was another. That was just down unsportsman like. Rolling over he started blindly pummeling into Lincoln. Lincoln did his best to curl into a ball to stop the hits from getting into him but there was only so much that he could do and pretty soon he had no power left to fight back. All he could do was take the hits. Tasha's eyes widened some what over the fact that Lincoln had put in one last shit move into the fight, and then even wider as Murphy started laying into him. Before Murphy knew it, Tasha dropped to one knee, her foot connecting with the side of his head as she planted a solid board breaking technique side kick to his ribs. [color=a187be]"Don't fucking touch him!"[/color] she screamed as she lunged at Murphy, Murphy stunned a bit by the turn of events. [color=82ca9d]"He asked for that one!"[/color] Murphy yelled as he tried to get out of the way. It wasn't that he didn't want to fight Tasha, the two had tangoed many a time but not like this and he knew she was already injured pretty badly because of the Mine Shaft yesterday. Like hell he was going to cause her more damage but it didn't seem to matter to Tasha. Murphy without warning felt her heel connect with his jaw as she came around with a spinning hook kick, then her knee drove into his gut, her hand grabbing the back of his head as she flipped him head over heels. Murphy landed on his back once again and suddenly the doc was on top of him back fisting him left and right. Lincoln saw Tasha laying into Murphy and his eyes nearly jumped out of his head. Finding the energy from somewhere, Lincoln went into full on security mode and wrapped his arms around Tasha from behind, hooking his hands together across her stomach, just under her chest. He used all his remaining strength to pull her up and off of Murphy before stumbling backwards and falling. His rear smacked against the courtyard flagstones and he felt Tasha's body weight landing on top of him. If he wasn't already sweating, he definitely was now. [color=117722]"Bloody heck Taser, you could have hurt yourself even more. I mean... I appreciate the help but damn..."[/color] Tasha flailed in Lincolns arms as he pulled her off Murphy. Murphy looked up and then rested his head against the ground as his chest heaved for breath. The doctor grunting as she landed on top of Lincoln. Her head whipping around as she was about to knock the shit out of him for pulling her off Murphy. Then she saw Lincoln's face and all the anger drained away and worry flooded her eyes. [color=a187be]"Oh god..."[/color] she whispered as he hand came down slowly as she looked closer. Taking a deep breath she crawled off of him and didn't even groan as she moved his arm over her shoulder. She was in Dr. Brinne mode now. [color=a187be]"Come on, let's get you cleaned up,"[/color] she said as she helped him up and started limping towards the stairs to go up to her room. She had what she needed up there. Murphy cocked a brow as he looked at Tasha switch modes like a light switch had been flipped. Lincoln didn't have it in him to fight her and walk under his own steam, he let her guide him away and he glanced over at Murphy and shook his head. [color=117722]"You sure he's your friend?"[/color] Tasha looked over towards Lincoln as she helped him out of the court yard and rolled her eyes a bit. [color=82ca9d]"You're welcome!"[/color] he yelled out laughing before letting his head fall back and gasping for breath. He was covered in sweat and blood but that smug grin was still on his lips. Lincoln called out and smirked along with him as he did so. [color=117722]"Bite me, Paddy!"[/color] As much as she had been enjoying watching the fight, even Cass could tell that it was going too far now. She half wanted to storm forward and beat the shit out of the doctor but knew Murphy would never forgive her and then that'd have a knock on effect to Claire and that was just not something she was going to risk. As soon as things were clear, Cass called back to Amber as she ran forward. [color=88cdcb]"Sorry pal! I'll be back in a mo! Get yersel' some brekkie!"[/color] Finding her way to Murphy's side she knelt down by him and tilted her head as she watched him just laying there. [color=88cdcb]"You should fight topless more often."[/color] She gave him a broad smirk as she looked him over. Murphy looked up at Cass and smiled through the battering, bruising and blood. [hr]