Simon & Lachlan & Luke | Late Morning | Town Circle Saw him getting handsy with Fiona, Simon said, and instantly Luke's eyes flashed with rage. His relationship with his eldest brother had always been complex -- he had learned to fear the creeping shame of Teague's disapproval more than any of the injuries that accompanied falling. But Teague was still his brother, and so was Simon and Lachlan was apparently under the mistaken impression that just because he apparently didn't like Simon mean that he could talk to him however he wanted. It was time to correct that notion.
"You'd do well to be more courteous, friend," Luke spat, advancing on him. Wind whipped through Luke's hair, tendrils of it threading up his arms (more because he was angry than because he was summoning it). "Simon was warning you. Teague's home, and he's a damn sight stronger than you'll ever be. 'Specially this week."