Part XI: Loitering Amongst the Dead

After a short while, they got the bar back into a somewhat (not really) presentable state. "I knew that relying on the Shikomizue was a tad bit arrogant," Seras muttered dejectedly as she collected it from where it lay imbedded in the floor. Dolls looked at her blade with an expression that Wynonna was unfamiliar with on his face: envy.

Ha ha, Agent. Wynonna thought with a smirk. Wait, why am I being cocky on behalf of Seras' big gun? Wynonna almost groans. Why did that sound so possessively sexual?

Nicole and Waverly were both watching Wynonna fumble through some clearly explicit images in her head, denoted by her hilariously quick expression changes from 'I want you eyes' to 'Oh my god why?'. "Is Wynonna always this much of a derp?" Nicole asks Waverly softly. Not that the two of them noticed, but across the room, Seras quickly covered up a warm smile. Dolls saw it though, and did his trademark eye roll from Wynonna to Seras and back.

Waverly's eyes were glowing, "No. Well, yes, but not in a besotted way. This is new for her, and I love it!" Seras hears this too and turns away slightly, so that they don't see her now uncontrollable smile. Why am I smiling so hard?

Dolls walked over to Seras and ran his hand over his head in a somewhat uncharacteristically nervous gesture, "Seras, how are we going to keep this under wraps?"

Seras buried her smile, somewhat unsuccessfully and turns to the tall agent, "I have the ear of the editor for the local newspaper, and obviously connections in every major outlet in the country, so in terms of public outcry for a bar being shot up in rural Canada, we're covered. Also, I know how you look at these girls; don't worry, they were never in any true danger with me here." Seras says quietly, though it seemed to be enough as Doll's expression lightened a bit.

A thought occurred to the agent as Seras was gazing fondly at Officer Haught and Waverly. "Hey Seras," he began, "have you crossed paths with Doc Holliday yet?"

Seras raised her eyebrow at that. "Doc Holliday? The legendary lawman who fought alongside Wyatt Earp over a hundred years ago? He was kinda one of the reasons I wanted to be a police officer in the first place growing up at the orphanage." Dolls nodded with a cheeky smirk on his face. Seras narrowed her eyes. "Um, no. Why would ask such a silly question?" Doll's eyes lit up as he promptly held up a 'wait a moment' sign to Seras before dragging Wynonna outside for a moment. Seras just creased her eyebrows in confusion.

"What was that about?" Seras asked Waverly who interlinked with her girlfriend.

"Oh, I think it's better if you see for yourself," she nudged Nicole. Nicole looked down at her, her confusion mirroring Seras'.

Nicole rolled her eyes, "There's something you've neglected to tell be about, isn't there Wave?" At this Waverly looked a little guilty, but that was quickly overshadowed by her childlike glee. Nicole looks at Seras while gesturing to her girlfriend who was bobbing up and down with excitement, "This is what I have to deal with," Nicole said with an eye roll while Seras laughed. By this point she had restored her cane and glasses to their original look, thought in the privacy of allies, Seras was using it as a faux walking stick akin to Gandalf.

Wynonna thought it didn't hurt that peering over at Seras, she thought the blonde vampire looked dapper as fuck.

Seras briefly caught Wynonna's eyes and the auburn haired gunslinger flushed and then suggested, "Let's leave," after a moment and after she had everyone's attention she put a hand on her stomach and resumed her pre-fight expression of expended gluttony.

Dolls looked around him before briefly agreeing, "Would any of you ladies like a ride?"

Seras briefly looked at Wynonna and the the couple before nodding, "I have a few things I'd like to discuss with you."