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[godinakilt]

Camulus was grumbling. Unexpected molestation by a certain trainer did something to allieviate the grumbling, but having what he considered his territory invaded by the time gym close came around he was still . . . grumbling.

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[stildyne]

"All right, you." Stildyne had closed and locked and cleaned without undue haste, and stood in the door of the office now. "I know you don't like them, and it won't be pleasant to know they're about, but nothing's been damaged. You needn't look as if she broke the punching bag."

[godinakilt]

"If she had broken my punching bag I at least may be more justified in my irritation," he half-sneered.

[stildyne]

"I'd be as surly if it were Lowden or Noycannir or someone similar. I would. And then it'd be your job to tell me to stop sulking." Stildyne crossed over to him, laying a hand on his shoulder. "And so I'm telling you, annoyingly enough, that it'll all be well and you've got more allies in the village then they have. And reminding you exactly how little chance they have of disrupting your life."

[godinakilt]

"Stop being logical about this, I'm angry," he snarled.