oom: white oaks, new mexico

[docscurlock]

Doc still felt just a tad bit hungover from the drink -- he can't remember what it was -- he'd had the night before at the Bar but he didn't let it show as they stepped through the door from Milliways and into the 'rooming establishment' in White Oaks

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[young_gun_billy]

Billy grins as he steps through the door leading the gang behind him. He gives Jane a hug and then pulls off his hat and sticks it on the stuffed bear beside the door, heading into the room towards a seat and walking right past the wanted posters of himself and a few of the others.

He flashes a smile up at the girl who comes around with full glasses for him and the boys and looks back to see Doc greeted by Jane.

[docscurlock]

He hasn't seen her in awhile, obviously. It's been over a year, since they've been to White Oaks, and even longer since then.

"Now what have we got here..."

"How are you, Jane?" Doc asks, as he gives her a hug, before he steps in and lets the rest of the gang file in after.

"Wicked boys...four, five, six wicked boys..." Jane Greyhouse takes a look at all off them and then smirks. "Wicked and wanted or just plain wicked?"

Doc decides he's going to let Billy answer that and steps up to the bar to light himself a cigarette.

[young_gun_billy]

"Thousand dollars on me." Billy boasts as he plops down in a chair.

"Yeah? I heard five hundred." Jane replies.

"Well you heard wrong, Jane." Billy informs her, smug as hell.

Jane gives a knowing smile, "I also heard you ain't long for the territory."

[docscurlock]

There's a brief pause. It's almost a heartbeat too long for Doc's taste, as he pours himself a shot of whiskey, then looks up at them both. "We're not. We're goin' to Ol' Mexico, ain't that right, Billy."

Billy nods at him and then Jane wanders over to Tom.

"How old's this fella?"

Tom looks like he's about to faint on the spot as he starts to speak. "Fourteen an a ha..."

[docscurlock]

To say that the boys have been busy would probably be an understatement, as it was daylight, early afternoon, when they rode into White Oaks and tied the horses up outside, and now it was dark.

However, just what they had been up to...well, that wasn't talk for proper folk.

Doc has no idea what the other boys have been up to but he doesn't care. After the first drink or three it was easy enough to forget that he was married. That was hour ago.

Now he's sitting in a bathtub, yes, with soap bubbles, with a glass of something very good. She's sitting next to him, legs thrown over one another, listening to him speak.

"...from the mountains of the moon down the valley of the shadow, 'Ride, boldly ride', the shade replied, 'If you seek for El Dorado.'"

"Why that was heavenly..." She leans a little closer to him. "Who wrote it?"

Doc smirks and takes another sip of the whiskey before he leans back. "Josiah Doc Scurlock."

There's a pause, before she looks at him. "...who the hell's that?"

[young_gun_billy]

A door cracks open and Tom slips out, all smiles as behind him one of the ladies sees him out. "You come back now..."

The door clicks softly shut and Tom let's out a 'whoo!' and sets his hat back on, straightening it and admiring himself in the mirror. Just like Billy.

It takes him a moment to notice the lights dancing outside the window below. Torch lights from a mob gathering just outside. "Oh no..."

He quickly turns towards the door where the laughter of Billy and Jane is filtering through. "Billy!"

Billy had been having quite the time with Lady Jane when the knocking on the door sounded. He hears Tom's shout and quickly gets up and into his pants, throwing open the door to Tom who's standing there.

"They don't tolerate scum." Tom says, repeating the words on the sign they'd passed coming into White Oaks.

"Help me gather the boys. Go on, git everyone downstairs!" Billy shouts and ducks back in the room to finish getting dressed and retrieve the guns that Jane is already holding.

[docscurlock]

Doc hears the shouting before Tom's knocking on the door, and is already out of the tub and drying himself off.

"Doc, they don't tolerate scum!"

"I hear you, Tom!" He calls back, before he practically jumps into his clothes, he's still damp but it'll have to do, and he grabs his rifle as he heads downstairs.

"Billy the Kid? Alias Willam H. Bonney, alias Henry Antrim, and Dave Rudebaugh of Las Vegas!" Carlye is hollering from outside, loud enough to echo into the downstairs as they all come running down.

Dave grins. "He said Dave Rudebaugh of Las Vegas!"

Doc rolls his grits his teeth. "Real happy for ya, Dave."

Jane hikes up her dress. "That's Deputy Carlye, I'd best go talk to him..."

"Turn your bodies over to the law! Or perish in flame!"

As Jane steps outside, she strides down the steps. "Now Carlyle what the dog's goin' on down here?!"

[young_gun_billy]

Billy stands behind the door after Jane leaves, gun cocked and ready. The other boys take up positions around him at the windows. Waiting