Dr. Dominique Xavier (Mar 9, 2011 7:26:18 AM)
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::Finally! a bar that was still open. She didn't want to go home to a n empty house on mardi gras night, so she staggered on, making ehr way to the bar ::
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*Tilghman's was a place to go if you needed a drink in comfort. The rowdy kids, the drunk punks; they didn't like coming here to much. Something about the owner generally pushed the trouble-makers away.*
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:; she slid up onto the stool, almost teetered off, but righted her self just in time ::
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:: she glanced around, gathering her hair into a messing bun securign it with the band on her wrist ... coffeee or so co? .. decisions decisions::
*William was finishing up cleaning a few glasses as Dominique plopped down on the wooden stool, and he looked up at her with old eyes and an odd smile.* "You look like you've been enjoyin' yerself a bit much, there."
:; She gave a grin :; just a bit... Still serving?
*Placing a mug down in front of her, he offered a sly look, partially hidden by a cowboy hat.* "Whatchu need, little lady?
soco and lime if you are... coffee if you arent and keep em commin... :; with that she pulled her tee shirt collar out wide and reached down in to her bra comming up with a couple of $20s before slapping them on the counter:: Only safe place form pickpockest..
"Soco it is, then." *Snatching back the mug quickly, he went to work pulling down the ingrediants, seemly taking his time. He must be nearly 50, though. Arthitis, probably . . * "So what's broughtcha out these here parts so late?"
:; yeah the collar is pretty much ruined form having to do that all night, but a girls got to do what a girls gotta do ::
::She was tanked but she did notice the limited movement. She tilted her head ever so slightly as she watched him:: didnt wanna go home.
Big ole empty house ...
"Can't blame yeh for that'n. Sometimes I just cain't stand leavin' this place." *Finally finished, he handed over the glass, and began working on the next at his same slow pace.*
There you cher... :; she hoisted up the glass in salute and chugged it down like a pro. Nope this wasnt her first time at the rodeo, no sir::
"You look all fancy an' nat. You don't gotta man hangin' off yeh?" *He asked over his shoulder, obviously more making talk than making a pass.*
:: she swallowed hard, taking the opportunity to look at his hands .. you could tell alot about a person by his hands ::
No time...
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[ knuckles gnarled or do you need a roll ?]
*His hands have obviously been doing hard labor most of his life.*
*His knuckles would have definitely seen better days*
She heads into the building, looking a bit frazzled after a night of partying but awake. She sat down at the bar looking at William and Emily and waiting.
two jobs in college and a part time while in med school now in residency... :; she snorts:; im lucky if I was able to look at a newspaper...
You know I can help you out with that.. :; she motioned to his hands, she hated to see people suffer::
:; she nodded to Emily as she came in and settled herself ::
:; she may not have done hard labor, but she was no stranger to work at all herself ::
"Sounds like you need fresh air, missy." *Looking at his hands and back to her eyes, he only stared for a few seconds. Cold . . . empty.* "I got it, ma'am." *Upon noticing Emily, William meandered down to her side of the bar and leaned over it, offering similar eyes to the newcomer.* "Whatchu need, sweetheart?"
Small wave to Dominique just waggling her fingers, she stretched out a bit and smiled to William. "Got some coffee?"
'I ain't got no sugar, if that's alright with you." *He motioned over to Dominique, as if to ask Emily to sit nearby.*
She'd move a little closer but still leave a stool between them. "Sure, black's fine. Usually how I have it when I'm working anyway."
:: dom slid off the stool in a hurry, looking around for a bathroom ::
*Upon wandering back over to Dominique, he smoothly lifted the second Soco and Lime and plopped it in front of her* "There you go." *He them moved to poor some coffee.* "You look a little youunng, to be walkin' into a bar."
:: She ended up running to the closest one, nevermind it was marked MENS::
*Pointed at a slightly hidden door in the back*
"Me?" She grinned. "I'm twenty one recently, got my I.D. and all if you want it."
:: She barely made it , but she managed to not ruin his bathroom floor while praying to the porcelin god:;
*William sighed as he replied to Emily* "There we go . . . Not fer coffee, missy. You want somethin' harder, just let me know."
(( *There we go* was to Dominique ))
"Nah, just wanna sober up some more before finding my car. No way I'll crash my baby driving it while drunk."
*When Bill turns to get the coffee, it would be obvious that two guns are strapped openly to his hips. Old six-shooters.*
She chuckled some, well, had to keep with theme these days to draw a crowd she supposed.
"See, now that there's a smart lady. Getcher keester scraped off the road with a shovel just don't sound too good to me." *He wandered back with the mug*
:: Once she was done[gotcha] she did all of the necessary things before moving to stand at the sink, washing her hands before splashing cold water on her face after a couple a minutes, she exited the restroom a little more in control.. still drunk, but moving a little better:;
"Thanks, what I owe you?" She accepted the cup and took a sip with a grin. "Mmmm."
"Gonna hold up?" She asked Dominique
"3 dollars" *He stopped a moment, and gave her a cold stare. Maybe it was unintentional?* "'Scuuuse me, ma'am?"
*Totaly misread, retracked last bit*
She dug out a 5 and put it down.
:; she slid up into the stool again, fishing in her pocket for the listerine spray only to remember she threw it at the cute stranger earlier:; yeah chere... Ill be fine.. :; she slid the soco away, her partying was over but she paid for it anyway since she ordered it ::
:; to william :: Can I get a coffee.. black please?
"Black it is." *With a nod, he poured her a mug*
:: her money still laying on the counter, allowing him to take what he needed like she would at any other bar::
*After setting the mug down, Bill gathered all the money and issued the change appropriately.* "Good batch, that coffee. Think I finally got the mix right."
Bless you cher.. :; she clitched the coffee like it was a newborn child bringing it to her lips :;
She took her two bucks and shoved it in a pocket. "Good for me, I like it a bit thick. Usually how they keep it at the garage."
:; she gave a sigh liek all is now right in her world :; tastes just like Charity's coffee
[like]
"Who's this 'Charity', if yeh mind me askin'?"
Charity Hopsital... :; another sip, the caffeine bringing her back to some semblance of normality::
Sure you don't want me to look at that for you ? :; she glanced up at the man. Old prople we so proud, but it was what she did so... ::
"S'at right. Must be doin' somethin good then." *Grabbed Dominique's used glass to clean*
"Lookit what, now?" *He asked, turning his head slightly*
Your hands...
She took another sip, waiting for it to cool a bit.
looks like they bother you
*Looking down at his hands, he flexed them and looked back at Dominique* "I've used 'em a lot. They ache 'cause they've been used good."
Fair enough, but they don't have to hurt...
:;she took another sip of coffee, letting the hot liquid burn the fuzz from her tounge::
*Shrugging as though it didn't matter, he continued cleaning and looked up at the doctor* "Guess not. Whatchu you think about em?"
Maybe a bit of arthritis.. but I would have to examine them... They have ways to manage that now
"Oh yeah?" *He replied, rather lazily. Bored, or tired?* "They got them magical pills that cure all kindsa bitter now, don't they?"
She snickered, but mostly listened, pondering to herself as she nursed the coffee.
No, unfortunately not.. but there are some that actually help... if you want me to check things out for you.. I am on duty day after tomorrow just come down and ask for Dr Xavier...okay? :; There, she would leave it up to him and not be some annoying do gooder who is drunk off her ass at the moment ::
:; she took another sip and left it at that:;
:; She glanced at Emily, suddenly feeling like a fat blob even though she wasn't in the least but damn.. girlfriend was ripped ::
*Maybe he was just really relaxed.* "Idun like hospitals much. Too white, too clean." *A thick accent to the word 'white' sounded like distrust.* "I might just see yeh down there tomorra. We'll see when folks wanna come drink."
Emily only has a str of 2, she just was very athletic so it was easier to see tone than any fat on her. She was also sorta skinny really. "What?" was all she said.
You make me want to go to the gym and work out for 10 years..
She laughed. "Well I work in a garage all day and run around a lot in sports and the like...so I've been at the working out stuff in other ways for a while."
:; she glanced back at William:; Well if you can't just call and let me know.. I can come back after shift
:; She nods:: That will do it
*Bill blinked a couple times, but it was tough to see an expression beyond the massive moustache.* "You just aim to please, doncha? S'a good thing, don't let nobody tell ya differnt."
(( AFK putting the little fart to bed ))
:; she grinned at William:: I try sir
[ waves to lil fart... just checked on my lil fart.. hes 18 and will be leaving me soon :(]
"Man...work today is gonna be a bitch...least I didn't drink too much I guess." Considering Dominique in a 'well at least I'm not you' sort of way.
(aw!)
:; she laughed at that:; Luckly I am off unless the city explodes or something
"Well, nothing like a little drinking and working on a car with a shit muffler to give you a headache."
*William offered a very brief but mirthful grin at Dominique refering to him as 'sir'. He finished cleaning the glasses and started working on the bar table*
Heres a lil trick... before you go to bed.. take two asprin with a large glass of water...RIGHT before you go to bed.. and when you get up in the morning take two more asprin with another large glass of water, then drink some gatoraide .. never fails
"Tea does the trick for me." *Bill threw in there casually*
:;She nodded:; That works too, the thing is to push liquids...
"I'll try some of that...but no sleep for me til after my shift which starts in..." Checks watch. "A couple hours. I pass out before my boss will have my hide if I'm late."
*Once the bar was clean, William lazily drew a massive revolver and place it on the table.*
*From out of his pocket came an oil-stained rag, and he took the gun apart with quick efficiency. As he began cleaning it, he looked up to his two companions as they spoke*
Ouch you are going to feel that later..
:; she gave her own sucks to be you smile ::
*Bill smirked at this*
She shrugged. "Eh, I'll tough it out, I've had worse. Least there should be a couple nice cars coming in to work on. Those babies will be worth staying up for."
Would you know where to buy one that wont try to rip me off because I am female?
I got a loaner form a friend but I gave it back.. got tired of being pulled over constantly
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"There are a couple places but most men down here in the south are real bastards about it." Glance at Bill. "No offense."
"Git a feller to buy it for ya. Sounds stupid, but it works." *Shrugging*
The fella I know and trust was the one who baught the pimpmobile i had to give back so he would be useless ...
"If you can get over to Florida they aren't usually as bad about it there. That's where I got my Mustang and just drove him back over."
"Hm. Some man." *Bill said with a low snarl, spitting on the floor as he wiped down the barrel.*
That got Emily to grin a bit.
:; she nods to Emily then to Will:; He's alright.. he just was never exposed to nice things so his concept of taste is a lil off is all
"What sorta car is it?"
*William simply nodded, and worked in silence.*
Caprice classic boxed out ... with spinning rims and the car done up to look like a bag of skittles...
*Sneer*
She snickered. "Wow, you need to get that boy new eyes."
I tried.. they didnt take :; she chuckled:; but he tries to help out bless his heart..
:; she sipped ont he coffee some more, finishing the cup ::
"Well, at least he buys American I guess."
"'S'right." *quietly*
His daddy would have snatched skin from his hide if he hadn't
"Well, there are some good other manufactuer's out there, but nothing like good old American shit...some of the old stuff is the best to work on, even easy to replace things. Not like a lot of the new sports cars where you have to dig out every goddamn thing just to hit the engine."
:; She didnt know alot abotu cars, but she knew what she wanted. she took out her phoen and pulled up the picture of the car she wanted a 2011 black charger::
She showed the picture to emily:; Which car would this fall under?
*Upon hearing Emily swear, Bill put the gun and cleaning rag down and pointed a stubby, grey finger at her.* "Watch that mouth, little missy."
"Ooh pretty new, not really racing material, couldn't say as far as repairs go, haven't had any in shop yet."
She chuckled at William. "It's a bar dude." Finishing her own coffee and setting the glass down.
"It's my bar." *He said flatly, still offering nothing but dead-panned eyes of steel.* "Keep yer mouth clean, and you gotta seat. That's all I got about that." *resumed cleaning*
She shrugged. "Okay, I'm out then." She waved. "Laters."
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::Dom blinked :: whoah
*Shrug*
"Kids."
"Think they got anything." *closed up the current revolver and placed another on the table* "Need another drink, there?"
Yes sir.. may I have another coffee please?
:; granny raised a fool, just wasnt her ::
"Will do." *Grabbing the revolver and holstering it in less than a second, he gently lifted the mug and went to refill it.* "So when you done with your residence bit?"
four years.. just started the surgical part...
I get em when they are at deaths door
when Im not in surgery, I work in the er
"You fix em up good, then?" *Returning with the cup, he drew the revolver yet again and laid it nicely on the bar table* "Whatcha good at? Make your peers stand up and hail yeh for?"
They tell me I have a knack for kicking deaths ... tail...
I just do my best and let God handle the rest :; she shrugged, uncomfortable with bragging on her self ::
But Im especially good with shooting victims... had that baptism by fire before I even made it to college
"S'at right? Good on yah." *Cleaning away* "We need people like you, to fix places like this. Crime an' all that madness."
*Praising her as he was, Bill didn't offer a smile, or even a smirk*
:; she nodded:: I heard it got wild around here after Katrina.. :; grief flickered in her eyes so fast he may have missed it :;
I just sat in front of my tv and cried like a baby... when I saw what it did to my neighborhood
*Likely did* "It was Hell down here. Pure Hell." *The look on his tired face told that story all too well. Empty.* "I ain't got no family for myself, so I ended up livin' with the police, wranglin' up survivors . . . and the not-so-lucky."
(( *Likely Did Miss it, rather* ))
:; she nodded:; I couldn't find my Grandmere.. so I came home the first chance I could.... but... :; tears welled in her eyes for a moment before she blinked them away:;
See death every day, but nothing prepares you for something like that... :; she sighed hard , taking another sip of coffee ::
*From his shirt pocket, William pulled a clean grey rag and handed it to her, for the tears* "A bar's as good a confession hall as any. Tell me, darlin."
:; she took the rag gently :; Thank you .. :; she dabbed at her eyes a bit :; I got into town and looked for her... when she didnt turn up I went to the house...
*Bill had stopped cleaning, and was leaning over the bar on elbows, listening.*
:; she starts to crumble:; they just spray painted the markings on the wall next to the door, but noone got her out of the house and .. :;tears fall freely, but she takes a steadying breath:;
I begged her to come to me in california.. begged her... she wouldn't go ...
*Bill said nothing and offered an empty grey hand, to hold, or hug, or ignore.*
:;she grabbed it and hhung on for dear life ::
I should have came and got her ... but I couldnt leave school right away... I had to raise .h... cain to be able to come down when I did
*The skin of his old hands was very rough and worn, cracked from age and callous from use. Holding.*
:; she noticed that, but at the moment it felt like heaven on earth.. someone actually cared for the caregiver for once without making a show of it ::
:; she sucked it up and sighed, dabbing her eyes again with her free hand:: I thank you for your kindness... :; she gave his hand a gentle squeeze ::
*He nodded slowly* "We all need that shoulder sometimes. It's okay."
:; she snorts:; Im just a weepy drunk.. Ill be fine butit was nice to have that weight lifted if but for a minute :: she looked him in the eye:; Thank you
*Blinking his eyes a little bit, William seemed touched by her expression. After sighing, he nodded* "Anytime, sweetheart. Anytime."
You be sure to call me if you cant get to the hospital... I will come out sure and sober :; she smiled at him ::
*Chuckling raspily, Bill nodded.* "I'll send yeh somethin'."
Okay.. :; she had planned on giving him a full work up, that rasp didnt sound good to her :;
Well I better be going before I end up asleep at your bar... [I gtg the boy is banging his plate for breakfast LOL]
"We'll be seein you, doctor." *William waved goodbye, looked back to the silent bar and sighed*
(( It's midnight here, so breakfast sounds good :) ))
[ lol 7 am here thanks for the RP ! she will come back to examine him ]
(( Thank you! Hehe, he would verrrry likely not go to the hospital, so at the bar would be the most likely ))
[she knows LOL have a good night!]
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