Club Discordia, Sin's After Hours

[Doc Holliday]

Doc took a sip of the Grog. There was something about it. Fortunately for him, a high tolerance was still a strength of his.
"I wasn't always so kind," he said as he put the glass down, "there was a time that I used my guns to settle differences. I even gutted a man from navel to crotch once. I had nothing to lose. I just didn't care. I was on borrowed time and if I had been killed, well, it would have ended the suffering."

He took another sip before continuing, "I will never know how I got to Sirius but another brush with death made me want to change my ways. Then....Midori. She found her way to my heart and would eventually give me three children. They are my fulfillment, they are what drives me each day."

He sighed again, "And they wait home, sometimes days on end or weeks for me to quit running around. One day I'll go home and find her gone. I would probably deserve such a fate from her."

He failed to hide disappointment in himself at this point. He finished the rest of the Grog and put his glass back down. He then looked up to her, "Remember, settling down is something you should want to do.....for yourself. That much I do not regret. I cannot get back the friends of my past. In fact, I think all groups in Sirius and Gallia need to remember why it is they left Sol in the first place. They didn't learn."
With a look of disgust, he poured himself another glass.

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