oom: begma 2

[scurlock]

When Kate took his hand, he smiled and closed his fingers around hers as he pulled her through and into the room he was staying in while they were settled in the castle. Stone floors, stone walls, but with somewhat fine furniture. There was a large bed and desk, not over the top but clean and simple, well made.

Josiah smiled at her as she adjusted from the 'step'.

"It's been rather boring without y'here as well."

He moved to the desk to replace her card into the deck.

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[nothawkingbird.livejournal.com]

"I'll bet," she smirked, her fingers lingering in his for a moment longer before she let go.

"Looks comparable though he had me in a cave."

[scurlock]

"There is a man here who's been training me with the sword."

He looked at her over his shoulder with a smile. "I've gotten better."

Much better. Stronger.

[nothawkingbird.livejournal.com]

She reached out to trail feather light fingers over his arm.

"Hmmm... not bad."

[scurlock]

"What's been goin' on back at the bar? Anythin' we need t'be worried about?"

He grinned when she ran her fingertips over his arm and then ducked his head, looking up at her with dark eyes.

"Anythin' at all."

[nothawkingbird.livejournal.com]

"No sign of Merlin lately, ran into Bleys. Hopefully he won't be a problem. Everybody else wants to take Brand apart. It's beautiful." She came around, peering closely back at him.

[scurlock]

"You and I are going to get to him first. He has a plan, to take us somewhere."

All Brand would tell him was that they would both benefit from it, very much.

[nothawkingbird.livejournal.com]

"A plan? Is that so? Wonder if he plans a trap."

She came closer to whisper in his ear with eager relish, "I can't wait to see his face when he learns that it's his..."

[scurlock]

"Me either."

The feeling of her breath on his neck made him smirk, a little, as he turned his head to look at her.

"We missed you."

[nothawkingbird.livejournal.com]

Dark chuckles and black eyes peered back at him.

"Awww, little old me? I'm touched."

She leaned closer, and made sure there was more of a view for Doc to see, "How much?"

[scurlock]

"Just how much? Well I could show you..."

One hand went to rest on her side, as black eyes looked back at matching ones in her gaze.

[nothawkingbird.livejournal.com]

"Careful with your holster, cowboy." Though her hand went over his at her side.

"Remember why we're here. Business before pleasure."

[scurlock]

He locked their fingers together.

"Well you asked," he teased, looking innocent. "Just was gonna offer to show you, s'all."

[nothawkingbird.livejournal.com]

Moving closer to him so he could feel her body's warmth, though her expression was devoid of anything but cold.

A whispered husky tone, "Show me what?"

[scurlock]

Doc raised his other hand and snapped his fingers, and produced a faint purple flame at the tips. Not nearly as strong as Kate's was, but it was a start.

"For starters."

[nothawkingbird.livejournal.com]

"Awwww, it's so small." She snickered at that, and then held out her hand where a large purple flame blossomed in her hand.

"Pity we don't have another month."

[scurlock]

"Then we'd have no problems."

His fingertips trailed along her wrist.

"You been practicin'?"

[nothawkingbird.livejournal.com]

She clenched her hand into a fist to dismiss the flame, and then relaxed.

"You know it. I'm a good student."

[scurlock]

"Good. He's getting stronger too."

A glance towards the door.

"He ain't no match for us, though."

[nothawkingbird.livejournal.com]

"Hardly, he's old. They're both fools." Her free hand drew up to trail her fingers over his cheek, mouth and chin.

"Hope your blade is sharp enough."