Something In The Heir

[Doc Holliday]

Tag: Earp, Wynonna Earp

darlin'

I'M EVERYBODY'S TYPE

Doc was finally out of that confounded well. The irony, by the heir no less. Though that was hardly the most ironic part of his life. The ultimate irony . . . being that he was the best friend of Wyatt Earp, gunned down by Peacemaker, a Revenant and . . . hidden away so that the curse could never be broken until he was found. And alas, here he was. Doc had to gain some understanding of his surroundings. The world had changed dramatically and it was going to take time to fully understand it all . . . but he did not wish to waste any more time hiding in the shadows. He had one thought that kept him going; one thought that was what made him foolish enough to seek out the heir.

Bring down the witch. The one who was responsible for shoving him down the well. While he was with the company of Bob Del Rey and the others . . . he wanted to see this heir. He wanted to see what she was like. The first female heir of 27 years of age -- or so he had heard. Deciding that the one place that he did not mind spending the day at was Shorty's bar. So there he was, his hat tipped down, waiting, watching . . . and then she was drinking. He only recognized her -- never having met her before -- because of Peacemaker. A gun she left sitting on the bar. Unattended. "Mercy me. Now is that what I think it is little lady?"

[Earp, Wynonna Earp]

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

Today was not her best day ever--though it wasn't the worst day ever either. It was middle suckish. Not one she'd want to repeat. She just wanted a drink. This gun was heavier then it looked! Sitting it down on the bar, Wynonna walked to Wavs while drinking her fill of booze she didn't intend to pay for. Shortie liked her, he would forgive her. Or Waves would pay for it. Which made her feel guilty because Waverly was too nice to tell her she was a bitch for leaving her behind.

Hearing a voice talk about the magic gun, Wynonna looked up. He had a hat. Of course he had a hat on. Why not! That was what every fanboy needed. Using her pinky she touched the gun, and pulled it a little to her but turned toward him. "Let me guess." She said, more annoyed with the name Earp then him. "A Wyatt Earp faaannnn?" She added a southern hickish tone to her voice. "Came to see where he drank?"

Feeling like a bitch, she not wanting get into it with anyone she waved her hand. "You know what. Let your freak flag fly." Who cared if he wanted to dress up. At least he was doing what he wanted. She was drinking because she was doing what she didn't want!

OWL

[Doc Holliday]

Tag: Earp, Wynonna Earp

darlin'

I'M EVERYBODY'S TYPE

A fan. Did people truly dress up as him? Doc supposed he could believe it. Especially as there were signs in this place stating that Wyatt Earp drank here. Wyatt deserved that honour. That recognition. He was a good man. The greatest Doc had ever known. He noticed her shift Peacemaker a little, intentionally keeping his hat a little tipped over his head and a bit to the side so that he wasn't directly next to her. It would avoid any suspicion about his own face revealing what he was. Hating what he was. Though he knew that once he brought down the witch . . . she could end this, for good.

But the last thing she said was what really captured his attention. Free. "Oh I am free," he commented. The thrill of being out from that damn well overwhelming joyous. "Free as a bird and it's sublime." This time he turned to look at her, meeting her gaze as she just gave him a one word answer. At this point, he properly turned and took a small step towards Peacemaker, just to show interest . . . inwardly remaining cautious at the same time. "I ain't seen a Buntline Special in years. May I?" He was hoping he was not wrong in believing she would refuse to let a stranger touch such a precious item. That she would not call his bluff.

[Earp, Wynonna Earp]

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

He even talked weird! That was just fun! Wynonna took a another drink from her cup, as he talked about being free. She didn't understand why that was so 'sublime' but whatever floated his fanboy boat. He moved a little closer but she didn't look his way at first. Not until he commented on the gun and asked if he could. Reaching out she put her hand on top of it, and gave him a firm look. "You may NOT," touch her gun. She'd just drug the damn thing out of the well, she wasn't about to loose it to a fan boy who wanted to touch Wyatt Earp's gun.

Moving her hand back, she tried to ignore the man. While she was all for talking to strangers, the last thing she wanted to do right now was talk more about Wyatt freaking Earp who got her in this position--even if he hadn't meant too. She was here because he'd gotten all the Earps into this mess.

OWL