Right At Home In The Saddle

[Earp, Wynonna Earp]

if i'm a danger to myself Just think what I could do to you tagged Doc Holliday

While he hadn't said a lot there was a lot in his words! "That was information I needed before I climbed up here!" She staged whispered her yell at him. Thankfully the horse hadn't reacted to either her yell or her now fake yelling at his master. Though she also didn't like how he was telling her to talk to Betsy to get her used to her voice. That was not happening.

While she didn't mind talking to the animal, his words suggested that this would happen more then once. "I don't think we will be getting to know each other as often as you might be hinting at here, Doc." Wynonna told him, not about to become the extra freak who rode a horse into town, with a gun on her hip, and scaring the town's people more then she already did. "My girly bits are pressed into her back, we are getting to know each other well enough right now."

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[Doc Holliday]

Tag: Earp, Wynonna Earp

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darlin'

I'M EVERYBODY'S TYPE

Well now, this was all going rather well. She seemed to be getting the hang of it . . . the horse moving with ease. Slow enough for Doc to follow along with and for her to grow more comfortable and with ease. "Come now," he began to say when she told him that they wouldn't be getting to know each other as often as he thought.

"I have been making nice with your friends." He paused for a moment. "All of them." His tone specifically referencing the Deputy Marshall Dolls, whom Doc did not care for in the beginning. "Least you can is make nice with one of mine," he said with a teasing tone. "And I intend to keep her in my life for as long as she'll have me." Further playing into the idea of a horse being a man's best friend. Though they said that about dogs . . . Doc fully believed that it counted for horses too.

[Earp, Wynonna Earp]

if i'm a danger to myself Just think what I could do to you tagged Doc Holliday

Oh joy. The horse was sticking around. Wynonna looked down at him and seeing his happiness eased up some of her sass. She wanted him happy, and if this made him happy she could let this be his thing. With a deep sigh, she couldn't believe she was about to do this. "Hey Besty." She told the horse. "Got a really . . . pretty name there." She was talking to a horse. He could really sweet talk her into anything!

"You know, they are your friends too." She reminded Doc, not really thinking of them as only her's. They would do anything for him, just as he would for them. Even Dolls, though she knew that he would complain the whole time. They weren't fond of each other and she knew why. It was an unspoken thing between the three of them. Though they did a lot of talking about that unspoken thing.

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[Doc Holliday]

Tag: Earp, Wynonna Earp

darlin'

I'M EVERYBODY'S TYPE

Doc kept smiling when she started talking the horse. It was a nice scene to see. Wynonna bonding with the mare. Agreeing to comply with his request when it came to embracing a part of his world. There were many parts of it he missed so moments like these he cherished. Where it captured glimpses of the life he once came from. As he walked alongside them, Wynonna then told him that they were his friends too.

"Sure," he said without really agreeing. Dolls and him had come near to killing each other and while Office Haught was a fine young woman, it was more Doc's care for Waverly that linked him to her. Yes. It was always through the Earps. "Do you wanna try trotting?" He asked her. "It'd be like . . . jogging, let's say." Trying to compare it to human movements. After all, Wynonna was certainly someone who enjoyed a bit of thrill. Though considering how hard it was to get her on the horse, perhaps this wasn't the kind of thrill she was used to, or preferred.

[Earp, Wynonna Earp]

if i'm a danger to myself Just think what I could do to you tagged Doc Holliday

When Doc dismissed the idea that they were his friends too, she kicked at him, "Hey!" The horse side stepped a little but then fell back in step. "You know they are." While his relationship might be tense with Dolls, everyone else thoroughly enjoyed having him around. She wasn't sure why he didn't see that. She liked being around him--why else would she have gotten up on this thing?

Then he asked her about a trot. A jog. A verb that was too close to running. "I'd rather watch Waverly and Champ make out." She told him, not about to jog on anything. Waverly and CHamp weren't even a thing anymore, so she hoped he understood that she REALLY meant it. "Don't these things hold two?" Wynonna asked, liking the idea of getting him close.

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