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Katherine "Kissin' Kate" Barlow ([personal profile] ikissdhimbck) wrote2009-09-25 11:00 pm

OOM: Room #100 - Visit from Bill, following fight with Ramon

[A few days after this:]


Kate isn't expecting company. Of course, she never is, when Doc already happens to be in the room with her. So when there comes a light, but steady, knock at her door this morning, they exchange glances.

Doc signals to her to step away from the doorway, taking quiet steps over to where he left his holster the night before. He quickly withdraws his Colt, and silently moves toward the door.

"Who is it?" he calls gruffly, while Kate waits on the other side of her desk, back pressed against the wall and sixshooter in her hand.

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wheelsy_sheriff: (tell me)

[personal profile] wheelsy_sheriff 2009-09-29 02:27 am (UTC)(link)
There's a lot in both of their words. It's what Doc says that Bill responds to, but his focus is on Kate.

"What's he talkin' about?"

That's the other reason Bill's here, to find out what happened that night. It's something that's been bothering him, something he needs to know and he can't ask his Kate.
scurlock: (raised eyebrow)

[personal profile] scurlock 2009-09-29 03:32 am (UTC)(link)
Doc would mention that it's his door they're going out of, but he wisely keeps his mouth shut, sensing her anger and the tension that's building beneath the surface.

All he was saying was that he thought she was doing the right thing and trying to prevent an argument.



When she walks away, he takes the short path back to the table and lowers himself in the chair once more, kicking it back on the two legs once again, watching the two of them.

Not saying a word.
wheelsy_sheriff: (doesn't mean a thing)

[personal profile] wheelsy_sheriff 2009-09-29 04:10 am (UTC)(link)
"I don't know," He tells her, clearly not something he's pleased to admit. His eyes follow her as she moves about the room, glancing briefly at Doc.

"What the hell happened?"
scurlock: (raised eyebrow)

[personal profile] scurlock 2009-09-29 01:30 pm (UTC)(link)
"Kickin' a man when he's down'n out cold s'nearly as bad as shootin' a man in the back," Doc comments. "It just ain't done."

Even outlaws have honor codes. Ramon is nothing but a bucket of piss and mule dung, as far as Doc is concerned.

He wants a cigarette, but he won't smoke in Kate's room, so he refrains.
wheelsy_sheriff: (don't like where this is gone)

[personal profile] wheelsy_sheriff 2009-09-29 06:20 pm (UTC)(link)
He pulled the gun.

"Sonuvabitch."

All that shit about Bill not being man enough, and Ramon pulls a gun in a fist fight.

"That dirty bastard. I swear t'God I'm gonna -- "

He shakes his head, anger striking hot in his chest.

Ramon didn't win that fight, he cheated. Bill had a chance and even when he was down Ramon kept going. It explains why his ribs hurt so damn much.

"Fuckin' coward."
scurlock: (raised eyebrow)

[personal profile] scurlock 2009-09-29 11:12 pm (UTC)(link)
"Which means that as soon as ya'll are safely outta the bar and outta Ramon's range, we're headin' for Colorada."

Doc stands from the chair - he can't sit, and if Kate's going to head down to talk to that 'tree', they're stopping in his room first.

"And once things are settled, here, we'll figure things out. But y'should plan on stayin' for a bit of a spell. Least until Demeter has it on good 'thority that it's safe t'return."
wheelsy_sheriff: (planes)

[personal profile] wheelsy_sheriff 2009-09-29 11:59 pm (UTC)(link)
He wants to argue with them, but he knows they're right. He needs to get Kate and Boo somewhere safe, and going back after Ramon would be crazy. He'd never get a fair fight anyhow, and next time when Ramon pulls a stunt, help might not arrive in time.

"I'll take 'em, an' we'll go." Clearly he isn't happy with the situation, but it's the only option that guarantees they'll be safe.

"Keep in touch, both a you, an' if y'need anything lemme know."

He pauses a moment, then moves his eyes between the two of them.

"If we're all leavin' might be good t'have goodbyes now. Probably be best t'not let Boo know you're goin', but if y'wanted to see her, or Kate... "

He doesn't finish the words, but the offer is there in his expression.

Katherine still hasn't visited Boo, and even though Bill still has some uneasiness he can't get rid of, he knows Kate would probably like to see Doc before he goes.
scurlock: (raised eyebrow)

[personal profile] scurlock 2009-10-01 01:47 am (UTC)(link)
"I'll have t'take care of a few things. Speak to a few people," Doc admits. "But I won't go spreadin' it around, none."

There are things he needs to take care of, first. Just in case he never makes it back.

He glances up at Bill, and nods.

"We will do that," he replies. "I'll be sure t'see you 'fore we head out, make sure that you and Kate are gettin' out of here without incident, just in case."
wheelsy_sheriff: (regret)

[personal profile] wheelsy_sheriff 2009-10-01 05:33 am (UTC)(link)
Bill has been slow to admit and accept that his friendship with Kate is never going to be what it was. The past few weeks the truth has been staring him in the face, but he's refused to see it; wanting to believe that eventually things would sort out, he'd be able to help her, and things would go back the way they were.

Her response to his offer, they way she hasn't looked him in the eye more than a few times during this whole conversation, and the finality of her decision to leave, puts an end to the hope he'd been holding onto. So many things have changed for him over this past year or so, and this is one of them that isn't going to get fixed.

She's still his friend, though, even if things are different. He hopes she knows that; he wishes he could tell her, but he's got no words to the effect, and no argument to try and convince her to change her mind.

Goodbyes are hard, and if she doesn't want any, he won't make things harder by trying to insist.

So, he gives Doc a nod, then stands up; sucking in a quick breath of air when his body protests the movement.

"Alright, not sure when we're headin' out, but if we don't see you I'll be sure an' leave a note t'let you know we're gone an' okay."
scurlock: (peering around doorframe)

[personal profile] scurlock 2009-10-01 06:59 am (UTC)(link)
"Thank you, Bill. For stoppin' by t'let us know."

Doc rubs the back of his neck.

"You take care of yourself, y'here."
wheelsy_sheriff: (ain't right)

[personal profile] wheelsy_sheriff 2009-10-01 08:38 pm (UTC)(link)
"Sure."

Bill nods, standing beside his chair for a long uncomfortable moment, apart from them and knowing that even if they aren't saying it, this could be goodbye.

"Y'all -- good luck."

He gives another quick nod before he turns around and heads for the door. The hallway gets a swift scan before he steps out, closing the door behind him.
scurlock: (raised eyebrow)

[personal profile] scurlock 2009-10-02 01:24 pm (UTC)(link)
Doc just watches Bill leave as well, listening for his footsteps to fade.



It's Kate's harsh words that snap him out of his thoughts, and he glances over at her, slightly confused and a little surprised.

"Well tellin' him we wasn't never gonna consider it wasn't gonna go over well."
scurlock: (thirties: shadowed)

[personal profile] scurlock 2009-10-02 01:29 pm (UTC)(link)
He looks down.

liar



"Well...what if we ain't bein' dishonest? What if someday, s'alright t'come back?"
scurlock: (peering around doorframe)

[personal profile] scurlock 2009-10-02 01:43 pm (UTC)(link)
That stings.

Doc watches her disappears into the bathroom, working his jaw as he tries to figure out just what he wants to say - just what he should say, to a comment like that.

He's drawing blanks for a moment...and then he walks to the doorway.

"I apologize...I just didn't think that considerin' comin' back wasn't an option for you. I wouldn't mean t'undermine you in front of nobody."
scurlock: (peering around doorframe)

[personal profile] scurlock 2009-10-02 01:54 pm (UTC)(link)
"Kate, y'ain't..."

I would never try to control you like that.

He steps into the bathroom and moves behind her, carefully shifting his hands in an effort to cover hers - not touching, but to get her to stop brushing her hair.



"...just stop a second, please?"

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