[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/f76971657cd83226bf7d8a997afca3f9/tumblr_mu95mpEL0J1qaucn3o29_r1_250.gif[/img][hr][b]Location:[/b] Best Exotic Hotel - Dining Room/Front Desk
[b]Interacting With:[/b] Claire, Joel, Desh and anyone else around[/center][hr][hr]
	Cass grinned as she saw her bestie but could only shrug on what had actually went down fully. [color=88cdcb]"Could say tha', but rightly I dinnae ken exactly what happened upstairs. 'Eh lovebirds had a fight or two, that was them screams, 'nd yer big bro decided t'try help out. Things quietend down some 'nd then I've no clue where they went. Last I 'eard was the new guy shoutin' for Murphy t'help 'im."[/color] She tucked the loose strands of hair behind her ear and looked around and noticed that hardly anyone had came running at the noise and commotion that had been happening. [color=88cdcb]"Take it this must be a regular occurence if 'eh live-ins aren't even battin' an eyelid..."[/color] Her voice trailed off as she frowned slightly.

	Her eyes then lit up as she fully realised that Claire was back. [color=88cdcb]"OH BUT WAIT! I ken wha' happened 'fore all the screamin' and ditchin' of me went down! Look at this!"[/color] Cass pulled out her phone and shoved it in Claire's face. A video was playing where it showed the tail end of Murphy and Lincoln fighting. It kicked in right as Murphy was taking his shirt off of course. She glanced up and her eyes then found Joel and she tilted her head. [color=88cdcb]"You look familiar. Do I know ye?"[/color]
[hr][hr][center][h1][b][i][color=a187be]Tas[/color][color=117722]Lin[/color][/i][/b][/h1][img]https://media.giphy.com/media/OKydRMuKCEgEM/giphy.gif[/img][hr][b]Location:[/b] Apex Hospital
[b]Interacting With:[/b] Each Other, Murphy, Doctor[/center][hr][hr] 

	This was one thing he hadn't forgotten from his time with Tasha, the woman was a fucking devil behind the wheel but he never lost his comfort with it. He held on tightly and made sure to keep Tasha pinned down with him so that she didn't become hurt. He glanced to Murphy and was glad he had no fear of fast and dangerous right now. The man was to be respected, that was for sure. Lincoln just gripped on to anything he could and hoped they got to the hospital quickly. He wanted Tasha to be okay, he felt fucking awful.

	Pulling up to the hospital Murphy pulled up to the Emergency room door and shut the jeep off. [color=82ca9d]"Come on man,"[/color] he said as he ran over to the door and flung it open, holding it there for Lincoln. Turning he let out an ear piercing whistle. [color=82ca9d]"Mujhe doktar kee jaroorat hai! Do neeche Brinnai!"[/color] he barked in Hindi. A man turned his head quickly and grabbed a gurney, dropping the side for Lincoln. 

	Lincoln hurried in quickly after Murphy and ignored everything that was being said, focusing only on what was going to help Tasha. He had been learning Hindi and had a decent grasp on it even if he still had a whole ton to learn but not a single ounce of what Murphy said made any sense to him right now. He cradled Tasha close to himself and let out a breath of relief when a man came over with a gurney. He gently lowered Tasha onto the gurney and then hovered over her, not wanting to leave right then. Their past argument pretty much all but forgotten right now.

	Murphy explained quickly what was going on to the man. "Right, okay, I've got her Murphy, you know the drill," the man said in English before looking over towards Lincoln. "Sir, please step back, I have to get her to the trauma room." Lincoln hesitated, not wanting to leave her side but he knew she'd kill him if he stuck around or caused a scene. He reluctantly let go of her and stepped back.

	[color=82ca9d]"Come on mate, let's go sit down,"[/color] Murphy said, nodding towards the doctor and wrapping a light arm around Lincoln as he tried to lead him away from the gurney so they could take care of Tasha. Lincoln could barely even feel anything except the light pressure from Murphy's arm around him. He stumbled forward as if he were a child taking it's first steps and glanced back as the doctor took Tasha away. He almost whimpered in protest but took a deep breath instead and steadied his nerves. 

	Murphy nodded and watched as they wheeled Tasha off before leading Lincoln over to the waiting room and made sure he was seated before sitting down himself. [color=117722]"Thank you."[/color] It was all he could mumble out as he sat down and rested the back of his head against his upper back as he stared at the ceiling. How was this happening? How did this turn into such a storm of emotions and anger and blame? He knew why but he didn't want to admit it, now he just felt like a spiteful dick and it killed him knowing that he'd caused her so much pain.
	
	Sighing to himself he rested back in his seat, he knew it would be awhile. [color=82ca9d]"I would ask if ya want to go outside and beat the shit out of each other until they fix her up but I think we already did that dance today,"[/color] he said, chuckling slightly and then holding his rib as it ached some. [color=82ca9d]"Ya know, we should totally get checked outs while we're here. Wouldn't that shock the shit out of her when she wakes up? Cause dun know abouts you but I hate hospitals."[/color] It was obvious he was trying to lighten the mood, granted he didn't think it would actually work but he was trying. 
	
	An idle nod was the only noticeable response that Murphy received from Lincoln straight away. His hands wrung together over and over as he stared off at the ceiling, not wanting to look to where Tasha was taken away to for fear that he'd launch off and burst in to be by her side. He felt awful and had no idea how to make things right. He had come to Jaipur with all the intentions of professing his still burning love for Tasha and hoping to god that she wasn't with anyone else and then... well it had turned out like a god damn drama and Lincoln felt utterly exhausted.

	His head slowly ebbed back into the present and he glanced over to Murphy, figuring it was only polite to not ignore him after he had just done so much for Tasha. [color=117722]"I've been in and out of them and then working in them for most of my life so they're pretty old hat for me."[/color] He wasn't trying to be flippant but it could easily come off that way considering he held absolutely no tone in his speech. It was obvious how drained he was.

	Murphy nodded some what, he wasn't going to read anything into it. Between the fight they had been through together and then hearing the screaming coming from Tasha's room he figured the man felt even more worn out than he did. Resting his head back against the wall he fiddled with the cuticles of his nails. [color=82ca9d]"Okay, this is starting to make a lot more sense. You met Tasha when she was working in San Fran didn't ya?"[/color] he said chuckling a bit as he started putting the pieces together from stories Tasha had told him but she always managed to never say a name with most any story she told. 

	Lincoln rolled his head over to rest on his shoulder as he looked towards Murphy and gave him a quizzical glance. [color=117722]"Yeah, why?"[/color]

	[color=82ca9d]"Just trying to put two and two together and get a better idea of who you are is all,"[/color] Murphy admitted as he closed his eyes and took a few long breaths. 

	[color=117722]"I wouldn't waste much time on that, Padrick. Tasha made it pretty damn clear I've to get out of her life and I am seriously considering it. I've not even been here a day and already I've caused her serious pain. The exact opposite of what I wanted to do for her."[/color] He rose his hands and buried his face into his palms before balling them up and then rubbing his eyes with his knuckles. As his eyes refocused he looked at the scraped and battered mess that were his hands and then looked over to Murphy and snorted with laughter before catching himself and biting down on his tongue to stop himself from laughing.

	Murphy opened his eyes slowly to see just what the man was laughing at, seeing him looking at his hands he chuckled and held his own ones up. Chuckling to himself he shook his head before dropping his hands and rubbing them along the length of his thighs. [color=82ca9d]"Yeah, well Dr. Ice says a lot of shit when she is mad, granted I'll admit I never heard her [i]that[/i] mad before,"[/color] he said as he rubbed his hands together and sat up, looking at the ground as he wiggled his toes a bit. [color=82ca9d]"But if ya be that man she can't ever shut the fuck up about, then ya be makin' a mistake to leave,"[/color] he said before standing up and reaching in his pocket. Pulling out his smokes and putting one between his lips. Lincoln's face lit up slightly and he almost smiled.

	[color=82ca9d]"That is, if ya love her,"[/color] he snickered as he strolled towards the door to have a quick puff while they waited. 

	[color=117722]"If those things don't kill him, I probably will..."[/color] Lincoln shook his head and muttered to himself as he watched Murphy walk away. 

	Leaning forward and resting his elbows on his knees, Lincoln rocked back and forth before deciding to get up and go over to stand with Murphy. [color=117722]"Can I bump one of those? I think this day deserves a cigarette..."[/color]

	Murphy nodded and held out the pack to him, letting him take one before lighting his own smoke and then holding the flame out for Lincoln to light his own. Lincoln took the light and inhaled before holding, savouring the relaxing release it brought. Taking a deep breath Murphy blew the smoke out and up as he rubbed his chin. [color=82ca9d]"So, you want her or not?"[/color] he asked rather bluntly. 

	Lincoln let out the smoke and made a small ring as he exhaled, his feet scuffing at the ground as he considered how to answer the blunt question. Blatant answer it was. [color=117722]"Of course I do."[/color]

	[color=82ca9d]"Naw, ain't no of course about it mate. You considering leaving, it's a legit damn question,"[/color] he said as he flicked the ash off the end of the cigarette. Resting his head back against the outside wall of the hospital he glanced over towards Lincoln and rose his brow. [color=82ca9d]"So, you gonna stay or gonna tuck yer English tail between yer legs and haul ass back across the pond? Wouldn't be the first time Merry Ol' England couldn't handle American fire."[/color]

	[color=117722]"I ain't sticking around for this shit."[/color] Lincoln threw the smoke on the ground and stormed back into the hospital and walked up to the counter of the nurse's station and thought about asking to see Tasha but realised that they'd still be helping her and she wouldn't forgive him for barging in. Shaking his head at himself he pushed off of the counter and began to pace back and forth, his hands running through his hair in agitation. What was it about this damn idiot that got Lincoln's blood boiling?

	Murphy chuckled a bit as he flicked his cigarette to the side of the street. He wasn't about to go put it out since he didn't have any damn shoes on. Turning he walked back in and spotted Lincoln pacing about. Strolling over to him as if he didn't have a care in the world he smirked a bit, well as well as he could all busted up and whatnot. [color=82ca9d]"Keep walking away like that and me gonna think ya don't like me."[/color]

	[color=117722]"Well you're half right."[/color] Lincoln scowled at Murphy and clicked his tongue slightly as he stopped himself from properly growling from frustration. 

	Lincoln flopped down on the chair and leaned his head against the wall. [color=117722]"So just why are you trying to push my buttons at every damn opportunity? Did I somehow insult your mother in another life?"[/color]

	Shoving his hands in his pockets he grinned towards the man as he rocked back and forth on the balls of his feet. [color=82ca9d]"Naw man, you done that I'd just let her have at ya. Woman got a mean right hook,"[/color] he chuckled as he looked around and then glanced back over towards Lincoln. [color=82ca9d]"Earlier it be because you needed to let off steam. Now, it be because you be needing a clue man."[/color] 

	Stepping over to Lincoln he leaned in a bit as he eyed him and smirked. [color=82ca9d]"You ain't got no clue do ya? See, I be putting it together."[/color] Tapping the side of his own head before turning around a bit and then facing Lincoln again. [color=82ca9d]"Now I gots a face and a name. I seen the way she looks at ya. Now, she be getting that same look when she be telling me about certain things back in the states."[/color] Taking a deep breath he stepped back and fiddled with his hands in his pockets, pushing them out comically. [color=82ca9d]"That woman been measuring every man up to a yardstick that is made from ya, and guess walk bloke? Ery' one of them come up short."[/color]

	[color=117722]"You ever considered learning how to speak English? I hear it's pretty handy to know."[/color] Lincoln wasn't much for people getting up in his personal space, particularly when they had been on the wrong side of his fists in the same day. [color=117722]"Look, it's all fine and well you telling me this but that doesn't mean it's true. I don't know you from Adam and you're getting all up in my business since we met and honestly man, I don't know whether to smack you or thank you. Right now I'm leaning more towards the former."[/color]

	Murphy smiled, a broad one despite how man cuts he had on his lips. Pulling his hands out of his front pockets he reached into his back and pulled out his phone. Taking a moment he starts thumbing through various shit until he found what he was looking for. Turning the phone around he handed it towards Lincoln. [color=82ca9d]"Hit play man,"[/color] he said as his brows rose and he motioned for him to take the phone. Lincoln hesitantly took the phone and hit play on the screen, watching the moving pictures and listening carefully to the sound. 

	The video started and it showed some old guests that had moved out of the hotel already, there were some familiar faces though; Desh, Tasha, Alc. They were all in the dining room, some eating some not. Tasha was at a table alone and didn't notice Murphy as he slowly moved over to her. From the looks of the books strewn out everywhere it looked like she had been studying but she wasn't right then. One hand was fiddling with a key that hung around her neck and she was just sitting there looking at nothing. Murphy's voice piped in on the video. [color=82ca9d][i]"So lass, what that key be all about?"[/i][/color] he asked her. She brushed him off but he kept being Murphy until she snapped. 

	Lincoln glanced at Murphy and snorted. [color=117722]"I see you're as annoying now as you were then."[/color]

	Standing up Tasha shoved her chair back until it fell over and glared at Murphy. [color=a187be][i]"Want to know? Fine! It's just a reminder of the love of my life is all you fuck tard!"[/i][/color] she bellowed before she stormed off. Murphy panned the camera over to himself and gave a "Oh ho ho ho!" look. [color=82ca9d][i]"The mystery of Doc Glacier deepens."[/i][/color]

	[color=117722]"She kept it..."[/color] His voice trailed off as he handed the phone back to Murphy and sighed. 

	[color=82ca9d]"Kept it? Fuck man, she never takes the damn thing off. It broke like a month ago. The jeweler had it three days, you would have thought he was holding the baby Jesus hostage the way she was pacing around waiting to get it back,"[/color] Murphy chuckled as he took his phone back and sat down. 

	[color=117722]"Okay, point made. I'll stay. Just don't know that she'll ever want to talk to me again before she kills me for being a dick."[/color] He ducked down and hung his head between his legs as the nausea threatened to make him spew his guts up from worry. His forearms rested across his knees and his hands dangled at the sides of his face as he sat bent over himself as he waited for some news of Tasha and for Murphy's no doubt general annoying quips.

	[color=82ca9d]"Ahh, well she is a doctor. So sure, she might kill ya, but she'll bring ya back,"[/color] he said before clearing his throat and doing the worst Tasha impression ever. [i][i][color=82ca9d]"No Murphy, you just don't get it! Those eyes! They could melt me every time!"[/color][/i][/i] he said in a high pitched voice as he pressed his hand to his chest all girly like. 

	Lincoln looked up at Murphy with an incredulous look on his face and then burst out laughing, you know that kind of laugh that comes from deep in the pit of your stomach? Yeah that. [color=117722]"Oh dear lord, careful now Padrick, don't want me to go breaking Tasha's heart again when I fall for your womanly charms..."[/color] He then fell over laughing again, slipping right off his chair and landing with a thud on his backside on the floor as he rolled around still. His arms wrapped around his midriff and he held himself as he tried to steady his breathing.

	Murphy laughed, wholeheartedly; maybe not so much at how Lincoln reacted to his words but Lincoln's words themselves. Looking at the man he made a puckering face and a few kissy sounds before the sound of someone clearing their throat came up from behind them. Murphy looked to see it was the doctor that he had handed Tasha off to when she arrived. Taking a breath he slowly stood up and wrapped his arms around himself. The man glanced towards Lincoln and shrugged before looking back at Murphy. 

	"She's stable," he said out right first and Murphy let out a breath of relief as his hands came up and pushed back the hair from his face, keeping them there at the top of his head as he waited for more details. "Her sugar levels dropped dangerously low. She went into shock but she's okay. Dehydrated and an empty stomach; which didn't help. But we should be able to release her once the next IV finishes, thing is I want her to take tonight and tomorrow off work. She needs rest, can you get her back to the hotel and keep her in bed?" he asked and Murphy chuckled before throwing a thumb towards Lincoln. 

	[color=82ca9d]"Naw mate, I can't but he will,"[/color] he said before slowly looking over at Lincoln and his face got serious. [color=82ca9d]"Right?"[/color] 

	Lincoln blanched as Murphy turned on him and gulped the dryness down his throat. [color=117722]"I... y-yes. Yes. Unless she stabs me at which point it's on you."[/color] Lincoln smirked then and scratched the back of his head before rubbing his neck as he thought about the tongue lashing that he was going to get from Tasha when she saw him detaining her in her own bed in her own room in a place where she had previously kicked him out of... This was going to be eventful. Lincoln rubbed the beard on his face and glanced down at the floor. Could he really do this?

	"No control over what Dr. Brinne does to you, you take your own life into your hands with her," the doctor said in his thick native accent. Murphy chuckled a bit as he covered his mouth. "Come with me," he said motioning to the two of them. Murphy held his hands up, pulling a Tasha and turning on his heals. He wasn't going to be anywhere near this shit storm that was brewing. Lincoln glanced over to Murphy and rolled his eyes before giving him a very half-heartened wave off.

	[color=82ca9d]"She's all yours mate. Gonna grab a bite to eat and be back at the jeep in a hour,"[/color] he said as he started to stroll towards the cafeteria laughing his proverbial ass off. [color=117722]"I'll get you at the jeep then. Try not to start another fight before we leave..."[/color] The doctor shook his head a bit and motioned for Lincoln to follow him. He took him back through the ER and towards a private room, pushing the door open he nodded a bit before walking off. In the room Tasha was laying in bed on her side, curled up with her eyes closed. Her hand was tucked under her chin and it looked as if she was clutching the key she kept around her neck in her palm. Her hand had the IV's coming from it, thin pieces of tape keeping it in place; she looked worn but much better than she had when they brought her in. 

	Lincoln slowly entered the room and let the door close quietly behind him. He didn't want to walk over unannounced so he quietly cleared his throat then licked his lips. [color=117722]"Uh, hi."[/color] Smooth.[hr]