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oom: stables, outside milliways

Dec 16, 2008 20:13

It's been more than a few days since the last time Doc actually spoke to Katherine - and the way that they left each other has been biting at his insides, even through the battle and everything else that's gone on since the night he came back in half-frozen to death. Since then, he's gotten the sneaking feeling that she's trying to avoid him. He ( Read more... )

character: kate barlow, oom: stables

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ikissdhimbck December 18 2008, 06:44:59 UTC

She doesn't see him come in.

When his voice suddenly splits the air, it sends a prickle down her back. But she makes no outward appearance of being surprised, other than the brief hesitation of her right hand as she brushes down Duncan.

She keeps at her work, not looking up to greet him back. She is alert as he moves to his desk, but her eyes are on the slick, deep brown coat of the animal in front of her.

"Mornin'."

Her voice comes out quiet, barely audible.

docscurlock December 18 2008, 06:59:13 UTC

He takes his time in walking across to his desk and checking over the things that he finds there - a note left by an owner regarding feed, his logbook of who's been in and out, a list he wrote the night before to remind him of what he needed to do today - before he pulls off his hat and gloves, tucking them into his coat.

"Good ride?"

It takes him a moment to find a pen, before he drags his chair out from the desk and has a seat, not bothering to unbutton his coat.

The barn might be warmer than the outside, but it's still cold enough that he wants his coat on.

ikissdhimbck December 18 2008, 07:14:12 UTC

It looks colder yet with Katherine standing there, knee-length, dark gray wool coat wrapped around her slight frame, hair pulled away from her face but mussed from wind, cheeks bright and red. There are no gloves on her hands as she continues to brush down her horse, and her fingers are pink and a little stiff.

"Yes."

She stays focused on her work, Duncan nickering softly as she works at his lathered coat carefully, tenderly, taking care to be thorough.

"You feeling any better?"

Her voice is even, if not a little distant.

docscurlock December 18 2008, 07:17:32 UTC

"Yeah, I am, actually."

Doc nods, though he's not sure she can see him (if she's even looking his direction) as he reaches for a fresh sheet of paper and begins to make a few notes.

"Bar made sure that I got plenty of chicken an' those dumplings, they helped a lot."

Whether she had anything to do with that or not, they still helped.

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