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

[rubikscomplex]

[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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[haillenarte]

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?

[rubikscomplex]

[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.]

[haillenarte]

[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.