[Doc may not be here on purpose to see him, but he does think he's here for a reason, and that doesn't sit well with him.
While not completely enraptured, Doc does find the sight before him rather enticing. Serena isn't a true siren, so all she can do is offer suggestions, and right now the suggestion is to sit, get comfortable and enjoy the music.]
Not if Serena's spell holds. Which means we should probably get this done sooner, rather than later.
[He nods towards the doors that lead down to the lower level, gesturing for Alys to move ahead of him. He tries, as delicately as possible, to get around Doc's attention, but their path crosses just past where the gunslinger sits, and one of the waiters jostles him just enough that he very delicately bumps the table.
His breath sucks in through his teeth as he tries to turn his head away, hoping he isn't recognized.]
( The waiter is on a roll tonight and a man crossing his path will not stop him from serving an order (16), but that concentration bumps Doll's trajectory right into Doc's.
Doc's head lulls to the side as Serena sings but he freezes in his tracks, the low-level trance breaking in seconds.
There is no mistaking it. Doc's nostrils flare as he propels himself forward out of his chair and around that same waiter who spins around the cowboy on a mission (16) )
[It's muttered under his breath, and he flashes Alys an apology, before turning to face him again. As he turns he can see Serena's brow furrowing in confusion as she continues to sing, but sorry, you're on your own, buddy.
Dolls takes a deep breath, and unfortunately blows his cover.]
[He lets Alys slip ahead and keeps his attention on Doc, not wanting to make this job anymore complicated than it already is. He gives Serena a nod, and gestures for Doc to lead the way out to the alley nearby.]
[Dolls holds up his hands because god, the last thing this situation needs is Wynonna Earp.]
Please don't do that. What is she doing here? What are you doing here?
[He should know this - Jeremy said he would keep him in the loop. But the last time he talked to Jeremy was much longer ago than it should have been. Apparently forcing your friend to go back and live away from the people he cares about doesn't help maintain said friendship.
Not that that was ever intentional on Dolls' part. He loves Jeremy and would always be there for him if he asks. He just didn't feel the onus to reach out as much anymore.]
We do not owe you the explanation in this scenario.
( Doc remembers how blurred the lines became between he, Wynonna, and Dolls, how Alice's parentage could have been a floating question mark between them. Xavier and Wynonna carried as much chemistry as Doc and Wynonna, but in different forms, and it ultimately proved fleeting. Or, so they thought.
The blur of their partnership bites at Doc's tongue as he holds back everything family, Alice and Henry, and Rebekah. )
[He takes a deep breath because fair. Very fair. Running a hand over his face, he glances around the alley to make sure no one's coming.]
I wasn't ... one hundred percent dead. Jeremy figured it out. He smuggled me into Black Badge and by the time I was conscious again, you, Wynonna and Waverly were six months into your eighteen month stint in the Garden. Jeremy thought it would be best if I stayed under the radar.
[And then, when he was well enough, he funneled himself out into the Underground because staying any longer as a Black Badge lab rat was making his skin crawl.]
[But that is information. It's hard to believe it's been long enough that Alice has grown up and gone to college. It's still surprising that he and Wynonna didn't work out.]
Look, I'm not here to cause problems. I have a job to do and once it's done, I'm gone. No one has to know I was here, and I won't come back.
[But she never quite wanted him in the same way he wanted her. Sure, things didn't work out between her and Doc, but he knew where he stood in the rankings. Coming back into Wynonna's life to make her angry and never see her again - because why would she forgive him? - isn't going to make things any better.]
What can I give her, Doc? I'm going to be gone tomorrow and I can't tell her where I'm going next because I don't know. So what's the point?
[Serena watches from the stage, still confused, but she lets the scene play out, to keep doing her job. She also notices, as Doc and Dolls exit the room, that Alys is not going unnoticed (18 for the guards).
She glances over to the piano player and smiles.]
Why don't we give them a real standard, Bobby?
[The opening chords of Moonriver floats through the room and she dials up her focus to give Alys room to escape (18). It seems to do the trick, as both guards seem to be drawn back in to the rest of the crowd (4, 4).]
[What's beyond is a long hallway. It features some bathrooms, a manager's office, and a door that leads to a staircase. From what Dolls told her, the stair case is what's most likely to lead her to her destination.]
( Because she is one to perform every sidequest (she's a completist when it comes to the games Crash gets her to invest in), she first slips into the manager's office and does a cursory search for anything useful (16) )
[All the door takes is a jiggle and it opens, revealing a standard office. Computer, file cabinets, printer, etc. No people, just record keeping. But if she pokes around the desk, she might find the rather hefty bribe the crew has been using to hold their business here.]
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[Doc may not be here on purpose to see him, but he does think he's here for a reason, and that doesn't sit well with him.
While not completely enraptured, Doc does find the sight before him rather enticing. Serena isn't a true siren, so all she can do is offer suggestions, and right now the suggestion is to sit, get comfortable and enjoy the music.]
We might have to rethink the plan.
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Alys turns back to Dolls, curiously.
"You believe him to be a hindrance?" )
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[He nods towards the doors that lead down to the lower level, gesturing for Alys to move ahead of him. He tries, as delicately as possible, to get around Doc's attention, but their path crosses just past where the gunslinger sits, and one of the waiters jostles him just enough that he very delicately bumps the table.
His breath sucks in through his teeth as he tries to turn his head away, hoping he isn't recognized.]
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Doc's head lulls to the side as Serena sings but he freezes in his tracks, the low-level trance breaking in seconds.
There is no mistaking it. Doc's nostrils flare as he propels himself forward out of his chair and around that same waiter who spins around the cowboy on a mission (16) )
Xavier.
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[It's muttered under his breath, and he flashes Alys an apology, before turning to face him again. As he turns he can see Serena's brow furrowing in confusion as she continues to sing, but sorry, you're on your own, buddy.
Dolls takes a deep breath, and unfortunately blows his cover.]
Doc. Can we not do this here?
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( There is no nicety. There is no friendly air of days gone by. Because there are many days. )
Would you prefer to do this outside these grounds?
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( Meanwhile, not one needing to be in the middle of drama, Alys attempts a stealth check to slip through the door they'd been eyeing. (14) )
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[He lets Alys slip ahead and keeps his attention on Doc, not wanting to make this job anymore complicated than it already is. He gives Serena a nod, and gestures for Doc to lead the way out to the alley nearby.]
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Outside, he waits for an explanation, or any indication of this not being the Xavier Dolls he remembers. )
Tell me why I should not this very second phone Wynonna and bring her down here.
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Please don't do that. What is she doing here? What are you doing here?
[He should know this - Jeremy said he would keep him in the loop. But the last time he talked to Jeremy was much longer ago than it should have been. Apparently forcing your friend to go back and live away from the people he cares about doesn't help maintain said friendship.
Not that that was ever intentional on Dolls' part. He loves Jeremy and would always be there for him if he asks. He just didn't feel the onus to reach out as much anymore.]
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( Doc remembers how blurred the lines became between he, Wynonna, and Dolls, how Alice's parentage could have been a floating question mark between them. Xavier and Wynonna carried as much chemistry as Doc and Wynonna, but in different forms, and it ultimately proved fleeting. Or, so they thought.
The blur of their partnership bites at Doc's tongue as he holds back everything family, Alice and Henry, and Rebekah. )
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I wasn't ... one hundred percent dead. Jeremy figured it out. He smuggled me into Black Badge and by the time I was conscious again, you, Wynonna and Waverly were six months into your eighteen month stint in the Garden. Jeremy thought it would be best if I stayed under the radar.
[And then, when he was well enough, he funneled himself out into the Underground because staying any longer as a Black Badge lab rat was making his skin crawl.]
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( Trying. For the first time. It's proving more complicated. )
Did Black Badge dig up your body?
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As far as I know, I was never buried.
[But that is information. It's hard to believe it's been long enough that Alice has grown up and gone to college. It's still surprising that he and Wynonna didn't work out.]
Look, I'm not here to cause problems. I have a job to do and once it's done, I'm gone. No one has to know I was here, and I won't come back.
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( They all did, except apparently not Jeremy. They will be having words later if he takes his calls. )
I interrupted?
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What can I give her, Doc? I'm going to be gone tomorrow and I can't tell her where I'm going next because I don't know. So what's the point?
[A deep breath.]
And yes, you interrupted.
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She glances over to the piano player and smiles.]
Why don't we give them a real standard, Bobby?
[The opening chords of Moonriver floats through the room and she dials up her focus to give Alys room to escape (18). It seems to do the trick, as both guards seem to be drawn back in to the rest of the crowd (4, 4).]
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She skips the bathrooms and heads down the staircase she anticipates will bring them closer to the dark objects they're intercepting. )
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"Did you hear that?" A few feet shuffle and footsteps are starting to come in Alice's direction.]
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