Futureknight: Crying for Love (In the Basement Training Area)

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Porthos kicked at a dummy used for wrestling, glaring and hating it with every ounce of his being.

"Stupid... undercover scheme... imposter, poser, FAKE," he snarled, punching at it, taking his drunken frustration at not having seen his love in so long. He hated it. He hated everybody here that were foiling his attempts to go see Brenda again. He hated...... no. He loved Brenda. He missed her, needed her.

Didn't stop him from being mad at her, though.

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"There is no need to shout, Master Porthos," said Prudence crisply as she came down the main stairs. "What is the problem?"

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"Brenda's hurt, do something!" he said, eyes alight with frantic danger.

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The redhead squared her jaw slightly. "Bring her back to the infirmary and lay her on the bed."

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"Call a physician!" he snapped at her, whirling around to do as she said.

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"Master Porthos, do not forget that I am a physician," she returned calmly.

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"Well call the best one there is!" he laid her down and stomped his foot like a child. "Or do something, she's hurt!"

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"Go take a cold shower and return when you're sober." Prudence gently ran a scanner over Brenda's side, green eyes intent.

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"No," hr growled going to the other side and taking her hand. "Not this time. I won't let you keep me from her anymore!"

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"Porthos...." Brenda's voice was a stern whisper.

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"No," he said, voice trembling slightly under the curtain of anger and defensiveness. "I jus' found you again, my lady. I won't leave you. Nobody can make me."

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"Just... stop giving Pru... a... hard time." She opened her eyes and looked at him without anger.

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His face fell, but he nodded and kissed her knuckles.