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oom: milliways library
There really isn't a specific layout to the place, but every time Doc's been up here, it's been a little different. He passes it off to Bar trying to keep things interesting. This time there are long rows of shelves, full of books. Some are sorted by date published. Others, by subject. Some shelves are mixed in all together. There are stacks around on end tables and next to chairs and desks. There is a comfortable couch or two, somewhere. Ladders to reach high. It always changes and there's a few too many corners and nooks to really make it work from a layout standpoint, but it's quiet and full of anything someone could want to look for to read.
Doc opens the door and steps in, then glances at Kate.
"I promise, I ain't never..." a chuckle, at himself. "I haven't ever," he corrects "Been lost in here."
Doc opens the door and steps in, then glances at Kate.
"I promise, I ain't never..." a chuckle, at himself. "I haven't ever," he corrects "Been lost in here."
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"After all," she says after some time, smirking, "You owe me a trail ride. And a poetry recitation."
She bites her lip to keep her smile from growing too wide, not taking her eyes from the ocean.
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His word is really all he's got left, sometimes.
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Her hands are clasped together to keep her fingers from nervously fiddling with her skirts, her hair, her sleeves...
"Perhaps it's time I did get back to my students, though," and she regrets the words even as she speaks them.
"It's only my first week in town, and already I'm shirking my responsibilities," she chuckles.
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Though it would be hard to miss when she wasn't around.
Doc smiles a bit, then nods and offers her his hand after he fetches her stockings and shoes. There's a flat rock nearby that she can sit on to replace them.
"We'll be sure to pick your books up from the bar."
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There's a warmth in her belly as she takes the hand offered to her, carefully picking her way through the warm, soft sand to the flat rock. She stands after her shoes are laced, tucking the hair the sea breeze had whipped free back behind her ears.
"I do appreciate it. I've more than enjoyed my morning with you, Doc."
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Doc gives her another one of those honest smiles.
"And I'm sure you'll be quite able to set them straight, a fine teacher like yourself," he offers her his arm as they make their way back towards the bar, past the lake and the forge, the stables and greenhouse.
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"I can be firm when it's necessary."
But she breaks into a bashful smile then. "Though I admit, I spoil them something awful."
She takes in everything Milliways has to offer, making mental notes of the things she needs to explore when she comes back.
If she comes back.
She hopes she comes back.
She's a little sad when they finally reach the door leading back into the bar.
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(His heart hurts, he's not sure why either but he's got a guess.)
"Well I've heard 'bout a trick," he mentions with a bit of a smile as they approach the bar and he asks for those books of hers. "If y'take something back, sometimes Bar makes it easier t'return it, so," he picks up the book he snagged out of his bedroom earlier and adds it to the top of her pile. "I want y'take this."
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hopelessly tallstack of books."What is it?" she asks, turning the book so she can look at the spine.
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Doc smiles a bit.
"So hopefully it might help y'get back sometime right soon as you're ready."
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"Oh, I don't mind the marks one bit. Perhaps you'll allow me to make a few of my own, 'long as I promise to return it to you in good condition."
Which she will. She cares for her books the way one might a pet.
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After all, teachers are good with books. It's just an unwritten rule. Doc nods his head. "I'll help y'to the door," he insists.
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Soon.
She shuffles the books into her arms, laughing as she tries to balance the--now even taller--stack. She's glad for Doc's assistance; doorknobs can be tricky things sometimes.
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"You've gotta open it, don't think y'want t'be goin' back to New Mexico instead of Texas," he laughs a little at himself, though it's true. Doc doesn't want to go out that door.
At all.
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She manages to get her hand around the doorknob before she pauses. She looks up at Doc. "Thank you again... Josiah. You're quite the gentleman."
One last smile, and then...
Her children are laughing and singing as she opens the door.
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Good. What else can you name that starts with 'W'?
"You're welcome, Miss Katherine."
He smiles and it stays on his face until she shuts the door, and once it clicks he touches the frame for a brief moment before he turns and heads upstairs, back to his room.