Who: Doc Holliday and Nitrous Oxide What: The warmer weather is setting in and Doc is starting to feel more like his old self. Where: The office he and Nitrous work at When: Friday evening (backdated), April 30, 2011 Warnings: Cuteness
The winter had been harsh for Doc. It hadn't hit him this heavily in years, the coughing spells, the blood, the feeling weak to the point of exhaustion. Despite the heavy air Doc continued to do his duties as a well-rounded gentleman should. He had a job, he had an appearance to keep up with, he wouldn't let his past drag him down to his knees.
The coughing had finally settled down to a mild tickle again. He no longer tasted copper in his throat, but there were moments the feeling arose when he became excited, or chatty with the ladies that came into his dentist chair. In fact the majority of his customers these days were women, but with the case of his 'chest cold' he'd limited the amount of clients from the early mornings to the latter parts of the day.
Washing his hands thoroughly in the restroom, he looked himself over. The color in his cheeks was back, but the red circles under his eyes were still somewhat present. He cleaned his hands off on a towel and emerged taking off the dentist jacket and flopping it over an empty chair.
Nitrous bounced into the room, still perky from the last tooth drilling of the day. She always liked it when people requested her instead of Novacaine. She was not delivered via a giant needle to the gum, marking her as superior.
"How're you feeling?" she said, sitting on the stool next to Doc and twirling slightly.
"I'm doing fine, sugar. It's a beautiful day. He smiled at her vibrance, flashing those bright teeth as he cleaned up his untensils for the day. There was a clearing of his throat as he straightened his tie.
"The clients are startin' to come back 'round. I tend to scare off the locals," he laughed turning his back to the counter and crossing his arms as he stood facing her.
"People are so sensitive about getting sick," Nitrous sniffed disdainfully. "It's like they don't even understand how cool antibiotics are." She brightened. "But you're right, it's soooo pretty outside! You want to pick up a snack or anything with me before you head home?"
The dental assistants teased her good-naturedly about how much time she spent with Doc, but it just made Nitrous giggle. Doc was fun, and a gentleman, and she could talk about immortal stuff with him. What wasn't to enjoy?
"Of course they do, I'm a terrorist in my own right. I pollute the air. I'm no better than the wood on a doted tree." He laughed though it easily died into a strained noise in which he patted his chest lightly. He continued to smile lining his tongue against his bottom lip before lifting off the counter with his foot pressed against the edge.
They did spend a lot of time together, in a seemingly good relationship according to those assistants. They'd already made up a few wild stories on their own, none in which Doc would indulge in no matter how attractive he found Nicole.
"A lovely day with a lovely lady, how can a gent refuse?"
"Yay!" Nitrous said, clapping her hands happily. She hopped up from the stool. "Oooh, let's go! We can find someplace with a deck or a patio and have dinner outside!"
He smiled at her exuberant response. She was always so full of energy. He ate it up. It helped that she was a pretty little lady, and Doc always had an eye for a interesting women, though at times his choices could be skewed. He tended to go for women that took from him for their own gain. Nicole was a breath of fresh air.
"Lead the way, sugar."
(Reply to this)(Parent) (Thread) Oh God, I forgot I hadn't responded, I'm so sorry D: [info]laugh_out_loud 2011-05-11 01:42 pm UTC (link) DeleteFreezeScreenTrack This Select Nitrous linked her arm in his and practically dragged him out the door.
"We can take my car!" she said. She'd driven the Jaguar today, and she always loved getting to go places besides work in it. It was shiny and red and it made her very happy.