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Tweak says, "I don't need your loooOOOooOve"

Roger Davies (learnedinthelaw) wrote in my_rpg,
@ 2009-12-07 23:38:00

WHO: Roger and Marcus
WHERE: The kitchen
WHEN: Monday morning
RATING: Violence

Roger set his brief case in his office. He put the contents of his in box on his desk, poured hot water into his tea cup and set it to brew, and left his office. He was feeling oddly calm and determined as he walked up to the tea room. He moved quickly past the waitress, who was thankfully not Lisa this morning, and into the kitchen.

Roger approached Marcus, tapped him on the shoulder, and as he turned promptly socked him in the jaw.

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chefbelby
2009-12-08 05:32 am UTC (link)

The moment he turned around, he felt a fist connect with his jaw as his neck whipped back from the force. Stumbling over, he dropped the pan of meatballs he was carrying.

"What the fu-" he rubbed the area where his face stung as balls of ground beef rolled across the floor. Looking up, he registered that Roger just punched him in the face. Roger. Punch. Anger boiling up in him, Marcus lunged at the guy and threw his entire weight at the suit.

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learnedinthelaw
2009-12-09 12:11 am UTC (link)

At least Marcus was more his size than the guy in the club. Roger tumbled with Marcus, crashing into a rack of pots and pans. He grabbed the back of Marcus' shirt, pulling it up over his head so he would be blind and disabled. At the same time he tried to bring a knee up to hit his face, his chest, his stomach, whatever it would reach.

"Nobody is allowed to make Lisa feel bad about herself," he managed to get out. After all, Marcus had a right to know what Roger was attacking him. It was poetic, too.

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	chefbelby 2009-12-09 04:17 am UTC (link)
	The shirt went up over his face and all he could feel were knees hitting his stomach. Marcus started swinging his arms, hoping that his fists would connect somehow. "Fuck you bastard! You don't know what Lisa wants!" he blurted as he swung his limbs. He never really got into fights. He figured this is what he was supposed to do. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	learnedinthelaw 2009-12-09 04:20 am UTC (link)
	Roger kept tugging the back of Marcus' shirt, trying to throw him to the floor. He really had control of the situation now. "Oh yeah? Does what she want involve being called a whore? Because when she showed up at my flat crying I got the impression she wasn't a fan." (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	chefbelby 2009-12-09 04:24 am UTC (link)
	Finding himself being flung off of Roger, he pulled down his shirt past his eyes. The first thing he saw was Roger's ankles. sliding forward, he grabbed onto a leg and sunk his teeth through the fabric. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	learnedinthelaw 2009-12-09 04:30 am UTC (link)
	"Son of a--" Roger swung his free foot and kicked Marcus hard to get him off. His ankle really hurt. He hoped he wasn't bleeding. He hoped his trousers weren't wrecked. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	chefbelby 2009-12-09 04:36 am UTC (link)
	As he picked himself up, Marcus grabbed a handful of dirty meatballs that had been rolling around on the floor. Marcus shoved some into Roger's face. "Yeah, not such a big man now that I've rubbed off all your makeup, huh?" (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	learnedinthelaw 2009-12-09 04:38 am UTC (link)
	That was it. No more screwing around. Marcus obviously thought this was some sort of joke and it wasn't to Roger. Of course, that was because Roger didn't think anyone could be so ridiculous without it being mockery. He swung hard, an uppercut punch meant to make Marcus' head spin. When it connected he felt his own knuckles split. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	chefbelby 2009-12-09 04:41 am UTC (link)
	As the uppercut connected, his teeth bit down into his tongue. Marcus felt his head snap back and he stumbled backward. Sputtering, a shower of blood came out of his mouth and dirtied the kitchen floor. Hell, that was going to hurt tomorrow. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

existing
2009-12-09 04:45 am UTC (link)

Lisa was a bit late for her shift. She had been pretty upset all weekend and didn't really want to get out of bed Monday morning. Thankfully, one of the other waitresses offered to cover for the first couple hours to allow Lisa to come in when she did.

She pulled off her coat as she entered the tea room. Everyone, waitresses and customers alike, were staring at the kitchen. No one was daring approach it. "What's wrong?" Lisa asked, moving towards the door. She opened it just in time to see Roger punch Marcus in the face. Blood was everywhere. How long had they been like this? Both looked pretty roughed up. And...what was that on Roger's face? She gasped, but didn't say anything. Instead, she just stood there.

What could she say? If she defended Roger, she risked losing Marcus forever. If she defended Marcus, then everything that she worked so hard for with Roger was bound to get messed. She frowned.

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	learnedinthelaw 2009-12-09 04:49 am UTC (link)
	Roger shook his hand out. His fingers were going to be black and blue tomorrow. He looked at the broken skin, then at the blood coming out of Marcus' mouth. "Oh shit. You alright?" (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	chefbelby 2009-12-09 04:53 am UTC (link)
	Marcus sputtered as he attempted reply, spraying the floorwith some more blood. "You think I'm alright?" Marcus mumbled. Merlin, the nerve of the guy. He pulled out his wand to attempt to temporarily fix the wound. The blood just wouldn't stop. Turning to his side, he saw Lisa. And everybody else watching them. "Oh hell." (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	existing 2009-12-09 04:54 am UTC (link)
	Lisa stepped into the kitchen, closing the door behind her. No one else needed to see this. "What..." She couldn't get her mouth to work properly. "What's happened here? Why...?" She knew why. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	learnedinthelaw 2009-12-09 05:01 am UTC (link)
	Roger followed Marcus' eyes to Lisa and felt his stomach twist into a knot. He felt like he was being a good boyfriend by defending Lisa's honour, but now he felt like a kid caught stealing from his mother's purse. "I uh-- meatballs..." (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	chefbelby 2009-12-09 05:05 am UTC (link)
	Marcus was more embarrassed than angry. This incident gave him all the more reason to hate Roger. "Printh Charming here thought it wath a good idea to come in and athault me on the job." His tongue was swelling like crazy with the charm he put on it to stop the bleeding. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

existing
2009-12-09 05:08 am UTC (link)

Lisa looked from Roger to Marcus. Roger was actually defending her? She didn't think he'd take it seriously when she'd asked him to beat Marcus up. But it was sort of sweet that he'd done that before. She'd never had blokes fight over her.

She refrained from pulling out her wand and fixing his tongue. He obviously hadn't done decent job, but it wasn't her place to help him. It was her place beside Roger.

"Are you alright?" This question, for obvious reasons, was aimed more at her boyfriend. Though, she was asking both of them.

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	learnedinthelaw 2009-12-09 05:11 am UTC (link)
	"Yeah, well at least your tongue can't pronounce the word 'whore' anymore." Roger was tempted to kick him once more for good measure, but Lisa was watching. He pulled his pant leg up and looked at his ankle. No blood, but it was already bruising in the shape of teeth. "He bit me!" (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	chefbelby 2009-12-09 05:22 am UTC (link)
	Marcus was preoccupied with trying to fix his tongue. He was never good at charms. The tip of his wand punctured his increasingly swelling tongue and blood started to gush out again. "Damnit," he muttered bitterly. He sneered at Lisa. "Of course I'm not okay. My tongue's all busted. You sure look fine and dandy, though." (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	existing 2009-12-09 05:27 am UTC (link)
	Lisa was about to tell him the correct charm to fix his tongue, but stopped when he made a snarky comment. She moved to Roger's side and bent down to examine his leg before standing once more and putting an arm around his back. It was a bold move, especially in front of Marcus, but he needed to know where she stood. They both did, really. "Put some ice on it." (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	learnedinthelaw 2009-12-10 03:16 am UTC (link)
	Roger was flexing his hand and looking at the split knuckles. He took his necktie off and wrapped it around his hand. Oh well, he'd have to buy a new royal blue tie. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	chefbelby 2009-12-11 04:17 am UTC (link)
	Sulking, he took her advice and grabbed some ice out of the fridge, sticking the cold bag in his mouth. Ugh, it was gross watching her tend to Roger. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	existing 2009-12-11 04:26 am UTC (link)
	Lisa smiled, albeit smugly, when Marcus followed her advice. She opened her mouth, about to say something about taking a visit to one of the wards, but she was momentarily distracted by Roger flexing his knuckles. "I can fix those later," she said, reaching down to grab hold of his hand. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	learnedinthelaw 2009-12-11 11:19 pm UTC (link)
	"You alright?" he asked, as if she was the one who had been in the fight. Roger pressed a kiss to her temple. (Reply to this) (Parent)

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