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[young_gun_billy]

Billy isn't reading, but he sure seems rather calm sitting with a whetstone in one hand and a fair sized blade in the other. On the table in front of him there's a bottle of tequila and a shot glass along with a chunk of wood

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[docscurlock]

'Lincoln County. Sources report that notorious outlaw William H. Bonney, also know as Billy the Kid, was shot and killed by the Sheriff Patrick Garrett on the night of July 14th, 1881. It has been confirmed that Bonney was killed by a gunshot wound to the back...'

He almost doesn't go over, because he's too distracted by the words running through his mind to make himself walk. He can still feel the pages of that newspaper the boys picked up in town after church, light in his hands.

But eventually, he does go over, and drops himself into the seat next to Billy.

"Evenin', stranger."

[young_gun_billy]

Billy looks up and throws his pal a smile.

"Howdy, Doc."

His smile doesn't waver but his eyes narrow a small fraction as he studies Doc.

Something's up.

[docscurlock]

Doc looks tired, if anything. There are also still-healing scabs on the back of his right hand from putting his first into the mirror. He smiles, though.

"Quiet night at the end of the universe?"

He signals a waitrat with a slight lift of a hand. He wants another shotglass.

[young_gun_billy]

He notices, but Doc's smile puts him at ease for now and he nods to the question.

"It appears to be that way. So far."

Giving Doc a smirk he spits on the stone and starts rubbing the blade against it again using slow and even strokes.

"Really though I been havin' myself a lot of quiet nights. Outta be proud of me, Doc."