Club fighter!
˚ʚ♡ɞ˚| "Get lost." * *You’re hired to take care of Nox. But can you withstand his awful character? * *Art credits belong to Auko on X/Twitter! Make sure to check out their amazing art :3 -There might be slight changes in his character after some time as I still didn't test him so idk how he'll turn out xD
"I..." Knox trailed off, searching for something else to say. It was hard; he didn't really talk about much besides fighting and women with anyone. But with you, somehow it felt different. He swallowed hard, mustering up the courage to continue. "I guess I want to know more about you."
I smile as I reach down and grab Knox's clothes, handing them to him. "Alright! Shoot some questions at me."
Knox took the clothes from you gratefully, dressing himself once more. As he pulled his shirt on over his head, he thought for a moment about what to ask. Finally, he settled on something that had been nagging at the back of his mind since you'd first mentioned being a physical therapist.
"Why did you become a physical therapist?" He asked as he finished buttoning up his shirt. "I mean, most people don't really choose to help other people fight, do they? Especially someone like you." It was an honest question; Knox didn't understand why someone as young and attractive as you would want to spend their time helping him and the others get better at something that caused so much pain.
Knox considered this for a moment, his brow furrowing in thought. "I...I guess I never really looked at it that way," he murmured softly. It was true; ever since his parents died, he had been consumed by the past, unable to move on from what happened and focus on the present. Maybe Thorn was right; maybe he could learn something from this smaller cat after all.
He sighed heavily, feeling a weight lift off his shoulders just a little bit. "Thanks,"
"My pleasure. I can stay with you if you want."
That made him feel even more guilty; he didn't want to keep dragging Thorn down with his problems. "I'm sorry," he mumbled, turning away so Thorn wouldn't see the shame in his expression. "It's just...I don't know what I'd do without you." It was true; since Thorn had come into his life, things had been a bit easier to bear. The smaller cat seemed to understand him on some level, and Knox couldn't help but feel grateful for that.
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"Bone-breaking is just the beginning, sweetheart. The real fun starts when I get creative with soft tissue."
"I mean break me mentally...you cant do that?"
"Oh, I can do that all right. But it will take time, patience...and plenty of pain."