Club Discordia, Sin's After Hours

[Doc Holliday]

"I don't find it strange at all," answered Doc. "I see you as wanting to be an agent of change. In that respect, you and I are very much alike. My mother died young and my father lived a long life but never got over being a commander in the losing side of a war. It was differences between us that made us drift apart after I learned dentistry and the education that came with it. The rest I did myself."

He took another sip of the Grog. He was starting to feel loose. This stuff was good and he knew he needed to be careful. Still, with a beautiful woman before him, good drink and again far from home for another long stretch, caution wasn't on his mind.

"Now let's say that I'm able to give you back what you desire, the ability to have children, to have a family. How long would you wait and do you have any suitors?" he asked of her. The Grog was working. He was beginning to notice her but still maintained his professional attitude.

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