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[network] @hotstud_xxx; video, Day 116 [audio]

[House is at the school and there's time to actually play the piano. There is also a conspicuous lack of depressed vampire in the area. Well, that's fine. Probably. He doesn't want to deal with Beckett again. Anyway, there's news to report and music to harass people with.]

Hello, Snowhellions! Dr. House here with tunes to fill the soul with gladness. Stay tuned for an important announcement after about blood. Blood. It's what's inside. Maybe. This one goes out to all the nosiest members of Norfinbury.

[The first song for madame's and monsieur's pleasure tonight is a piano cover of Billy Joel classic with House singing. It makes a point, he thinks.]

I'll take requests now. And great news about the blood thing: We've got specks inside of us. Who said the kids didn't need to get that program? Kesara found a microscope, Quark found some binoculars we could use for the objective lenses, voila! Extra magnification. Not electron-microscope level, but MacGuyver couldn't do better. So. Blood. My guess is still nanobots, maybe something to do with the MN? But four different people, four different worlds, three humans, one... troll, no powers except some sort of smell-o-vision. Took a few different samples, cleaned the lenses, cleaned the sample slides, same results. It's definitely something in the blood, not just an artifact. Kids confirmed they saw the specks independently in all samples without me telling them what to look for.

Next step is to get this piano to bleed again and have a look at that. Anybody near the house with the other piano?

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[He doesn't know that reference, there's a lot he has to catch up on and movies are bottom of the pile.]

It's a sound strategy. A way to kill us all if we prove useless to them or a threat.

[Okay, he's about to be a smartass, but he actually considers it. The other sessions have been terminated suddenly. But still, the temptation to be a smartass anyway is too strong.]

Dude. We DDoS'd the Admin a few weeks ago and weren't all exploded. They know we're a threat already.

Maybe not enough of a threat.

Explosives are final. Last resort.

[He's pretty sure that if they're all injected with these then they're probably incendiary devices.]

This is seriously the least economical explosives delivery system if that's what it is. We're dealing with an advanced medical system, not the ACME products, Wile E. Coyote. I can think of at least half a dozen easier ways to kill someone instantly with the level of control they've got over us if they want it.

Perhaps they have those in place too. Multiple systems from high to low tech, covers all bases.

[Or they could just be tracers, or this guy could just have weird speckled blood, he doesn't claim that his theory is the definite truth.]

Most likely they have multiple functions.

Anybody ever tell you you're paranoid?

Only the people out to get me.

[Is that a joke or not?]

Guess that means I'm out to get you, buddy. Now, where were you sleeping tonight?

[That's actually more comforting than someone denying it, because it makes it more likely this guy isn't legitimately an agent. Not that he's convinced enough to risk it.]

Funny.

How many samples of blood did you take from each of the four people?

Three each. Trust me, I double-checked it wasn't just me screwing things up.

Okay.

Thanks for the information. If you get any more results, I want to know.

Gee, pal, you seem like a real swell guy and all, but what am I getting out of this deal?

[He really wants this information, it could be very useful, so he has no choice but to try and make a deal.]

I have supplies. I can trade.

[Oh, hey... he's actually going for it? Score! Too bad Bucky hasn't realized that House just hands this crap away for free.]

Not interested in supplies. I wanna see your face or hear your voice. That's my price.

[What is it with the people here who want to see his face and hear his voice? It's Kesara all over again. It really isn't helping his fear that this is all some elaborate trick by one of the many agencies after him to flush him out of hiding.

There's no way he's going to agree to this trade, he'll find the information himself through other means if necessary. But perhaps he can get this man to give him more information about himself first, find out his angle.]

Why? Both of those things are worthless.

Because you're not handing them out. That means they're valuable to you. I don't really care, but you do. That's interesting.

[Smart. Well deduced. That means he's doubly dangerous.

There's a hesitation.]

No deal. I'll find the information another way.

good luck, james

[Shot in the dark. John, Joseph, and Jacob are to follow if that doesn't get a reaction. Then it's onto the other variations of common 'J' names he can think of. Wilson might be on his mind...]

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[He freezes, staring at the name on his tablet like someone has just sent him a death sentence.

He knows. He knows, and Bucky's first instinct is to run. To flee, to hide. He can't, there's nowhere to run to here and he can almost feel the target itching on his back. The question is if this man already knew, or if Bucky betrayed himself by choosing J and giving a clue. Stupid. His subconscious steered him away from true randomness after all.

It's too lucky to be a guess, right?

His hand is sweating as he holds the tablet tighter and takes a gamble.]

That's not my name.

[Bucky. His name is Bucky.]

no?
you wanna help me out, then?

[His heart is thudding rapidly with adrenaline fuelled fear, but it's slowly calming. Either this man knows him and is pretending he doesn't or he really was just guessing. Either way he needs to lie and try and turn this to his advantage.]

I will trade you my name for the information updates.

long as you've got an id to verify it, buckaroo
not my first rodeo

I don't have an I.D.

No belongings when I woke up here.

not even your clothes?
golly
that's a rude awakening

Smart.

I have clothes. Nothing else.

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