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[wheelsy_sheriff]

After being scarce for awhile, Bill is finally down in the main bar again.

Boo's been doing better, and he's been feeling restless, so he's out getting some air.

Sitting at the counter with a Coke and a ham sandwich, he's keeping an eye out for people he knows, people who may or may not want to kill him, and even new faces as he hasn't been downstairs much lately.

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[latino_menace]

Bill is in luck!

...or not, as the case may be. Ramon tosses his smokes down on the counter next to the man, then leans against it, facing Bill with a dark expression.

'I believe you have something of mine.'

[wheelsy_sheriff]

Bill does a remarkable job of not jumping out of his seat when he sees Ramon, but he does tense and his heart skips a few beats.

"Ramon, hey, guess we outta talk."

He also manages to keep his voice level and his eyes on the man.

[latino_menace]

'Talk?'

Talk.

'Talking isn't really high on my agenda with you, Bill. Where's my gun?'

He likes that gun.

[wheelsy_sheriff]

"Yeah, well, givin' you that gun back ain't really high on mine," He replies. It isn't arrogant, because Bill isn't really the arrogant type and won't be starting now with someone like Ramon, but he is serious and trying to hold his ground.

What little piece he has here.

"Look, I'm sorry for the way things happened in the stables, but looks like you're doin' alright."

[latino_menace]

'You're sorry.'

He repeats his words back to him again but this time its more surprised than sarcastic.

'What the fuck have you got to be sorry about? You pulled a gun on me. You think I'm going to apologise when I return the favour?'

Please.

He leans closer, his expression dark and his tone quiet, but angry.

'You have no idea whether I'm alright or not. I won't be alright until that bitch gets what's coming to her. Now I'll ask you again - where is my gun?'

[wheelsy_sheriff]

"I stepped in because the two of you were set t'kill each other. I was apologizin' for leavin' you like you were, but with the way you two were goin' at it, it didn't seem smart to stick around."

He did go back, though, not that he thinks it'll mean much to Ramon that he did.

When the distance between them closes more Bill's own expression shifts and it doesn't match Ramon's, but it has it's own quiet edge to it.

"You leave her alone. Was just a stupid argument that got outta hand, you both can leave it at that."

[thebrokensoldier]

How about Boo's kitty-man. He doesn't want to kill Bill. Then again he's not been given a reason to. But he does give the man a small smile when he sees him. After all he's kind of like family since for Ben the young girl, Boo, is family.

[wheelsy_sheriff]

Bill returns the smile when he sees the kitty-man.

"Hey, Ben, how's it goin'?"

[thebrokensoldier]

"Been good."

Why wouldn't it be? He moves over so he's closer to Bill.

"Bill's been good too?"

[wheelsy_sheriff]

"I've been alright."

Which is mostly true, minus the whole thing with Kate Barlow and Ramon.

Bill looks at his sandwich then back to Ben.

"You have anything to eat yet?"

[thebrokensoldier]

As long as Bill's alright. Because, you know, family has to be alright. They're a part of his Unit and that's how he sees it. If they're not alright then he'd be one irate kitty. So maybe it's good that he doesn't know.

"Not yet."

[wheatencrown]

Demeter has been looking for him and others so smiles when she sees him though there's some worry in it and silver in her hair,

"Bill?"

[wheelsy_sheriff]

Bill looks up from the remains on his plate and smiles.

"Hey."

[wheatencrown]

"I'm sorry I didn't see you when I came to visit Boo."

She wraps him in a huge hug since he looks like he needs it.

[wheelsy_sheriff]

The hug surprises him, but he only tenses a moment before relaxing.

"Thanks for stoppin' by. Meant a lot to Kate an' Boo."

[wheatencrown]

"I was just glad that all of you got back safely."

She leans back and sits down beside him.

[ikissdhimbck]

Someone has been watching a certain exchange with rapt attention from one dark corner of the bar. She considered getting up and walking over a few times -- she almost did, when Ramon so suddenly reached out and grabbed Bill by the shoulder -- but she knew the only thing her presence would do is add more fuel to an already raging fire.

So she sat, and watched.

(Leather 'safety' flipped off her gun.)

When Ramon finally stalked off she breathed a quiet sigh of relief, watching from her safe vantage until he was out of sight. Once she was sure he was gone, she gathered herself up, and moved towards the bar.





"...Bill?"

[wheelsy_sheriff]

He's trying to figure out what the hell he's going to do with the gun when he hears his name, looks up and sees Kate.

"Hey."

[ikissdhimbck]

She approaches him cautiously, worried eyes taking in every contour of his face.

"You all right?"

The unspoken 'he didn't hurt you, did he?' is clear on her features.

[wheelsy_sheriff]

On reflex he looks around for Ramon before shaking his head at Kate.

"M'fine."

Obviously she saw at least a part of the exchange, and he's glad she stayed out of it.

"How're you doin'?"

[ikissdhimbck]

"He ain't here," she confirms when she notices the way he glances around the room. She glances over her shoulder -- what she's looking for, she isn't sure -- before pursing her lips and settling on the stool next to him.

"What'd he want?"

[fanofthegenre]

This person definitely falls under the first category.

She sits down on the stool next to Bill, orders a drink.

"Hey."

[wheelsy_sheriff]

He looks over and gives her a smile.

"Hey, how's it goin', detective?"

[fanofthegenre]

"Pretty well," she admits.

Her drink comes, but she doesn't lift it right away.

"And yourself?"

[wheelsy_sheriff]

His smile flickers a little and he shrugs a shoulder.

"M'alright."

He's alive, at least. For three more days.