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[network][Day 138|video|@hotstud_xxx] You Get What You Need [open]

[There's no pithy commentary from House as is more common for the introductions to one of his piano sessions. It's also on video at the moment because House... can't figure out how to change it to just audio. He really hates this particular effect. So, anyone in Snowhell who has yet to actually see Dr. Hotstud House will get a view of him. He's a haggard, middle-aged man who's looking closer to just plain 'aged' after more than three months in Norfinbury. He has the tablet propped up where the sheet music would usually go, and keeps his eyes down or closed as he begins to play. He mouths some of the words, brows furrowed and body swaying to the music.

He runs through that. And then, because he's not going to be able to play and 'talk' to people at the same time, he moves into another tune before stopping and checking for responses.]

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[... What?

House just raises a brow in confusion.]

[House nods in exaggerated fashion. Yes. That is what he wants. Sora even gets a slow clap for finally comprehending.]

Ah... I take it that is a no?

I am afraid I know nothing of horses save that they are beasts of burden from the Far East...
and that a friend of mine has a particular fondness for them
on account of their similarities to unicorns, perhaps..

Forgive me. Pray tell, whatever did you mean?

Edited 2016-07-26 12:23 (UTC)

[Of course Haurchefant would be 'fond' of unicorns. Of course, he would. This is going to be difficult. He sighs and takes a moment to draw and then looks up at the tablet again. He holds up one finger, then tugs on his ear, before showing his drawing.

One word, sounds like 'bobby pin.' He hopes this guy knows what a bobby pin is, at least.]

[alas, doctor house, they do not have bobby pins in Elf Fantasy Land, at least not by that name. they have hairpins, and clothespins, and scraps of wire — and so francel doesn't understand in the least.]

One... one what, exactly? Earwire? A linkpearl?

...Never mind. I can conclude that this must be a mere pastime by the mere fact that you did not simply nod.

[The second one is very very much like her feelings right now, even if it's the first one that might be more precise if she knew what lyrics were supposed to go with it.]

Thank you.

How long will you be there?

[Still not entirely given up on the go-babysit-House idea, even if she's fully aware that he could be long, long gone from the school by the time she could reach it.]

Edited 2016-07-26 18:39 (UTC)

Wow, you really aren't good at this.

[Hurtful, Angel. He is so mock-hurt.]

Well, you try working with what we've got to come up with something better!

[House will have plenty of chances later when he can regain his speech! But until then, pantomiming will just have to do.]

I am the Azure Dragoon of the Holy See of Ishgard. As such, I am head of the Knights Dragoon: Ishgard's special infantry forces uniquely trained for aerial combat against our dravanian enemies.

However, I fight not for the coin.

[Doesn't mean he turns down the sum he gets, of course, but for the most part, it's been left neglected and accumulating over all this time since he's hardly a man with frivolous needs or wants.]

Okay. I'll even get all vintage and twenty-first century about it! Give me a second.

[ And, after only a few minutes: ]

Attached file: YOUJUSTGOTMEMEDON.JPG

[House narrows his eyes. The guy is being evasive. If he weren't, House would just drop this as someone meaning they were born in another state and moved when they were young. Evasion means there's something that's actually interesting there.

He does mock-gasp, raising a hand to his chest and fanning himself at the mention of sex ed, though. The scandal!]

[Yeah, he knows what you're up to, Ecks. House just shrugs one shoulder noncommittally before pointing at her and pulling up his drawn map that shows the tunnel area filled with question marks. You have a job already, Ecks. Do it.]

[Sora frowns a bit.]

You don't have to be a jerk about it...

[It takes him a second to think of something but he starts to sing softly, the song one that his mother always use to sing to him.

Don't you dare make fun of this, House.]

[There's an amused sound from Kunsel's end when he opens both images.]

I think I get it. Thanks.

Let me try one out, though. Hang on.

[It'll take him a few minutes, but then he sends over a quickly doctored image of Mochi.

That's right, you guys. Kunsel has access to an actual cat to help him spawn a cat meme.]

Does that work as a meme?

Kinda. Ancient traditions dictate that cat memes should generally be misspelled, though. As badly and childishly as possible. Bonus points for fudging the grammar, too! Like I can haz cheezburger, or Hyperion catte is teechin u bout the accuracies.

Those were misspelled in my head, trust me.

I caught the grammar bit from John's picture, which I did account for, but thanks for the tip about spelling.

How about this one, then?

[CATMEME2.0.]

Dude. You did it.

You're a memelord now.

[ HIGH PRAISE INDEED ]

[ Attached: CatSpiders.png ]

Okay this is my tablet background now.

I live to serve.

Oh my freaking god--

[ And here we have the beautiful sound of Angel COMPLETELY LOSING HER SHIT ]

[Okay, even John has to giggle a little at that one.]

Wait 'til we send you viral across Norfinbury, mate.

Excellent~ I'll be sure to put these new skills to good use.

[Listen to the sound of laughter on Kunsel's end.]

I think I have competition as Norfinbury's new memelord.

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