Gregory House, MD (
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snowblindrpg2016-10-16 05:01 pm
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[log] Catch Me [closed]
Characters: House and Ecks
Location Throughout the Split Tunnels
Date: Days 167-170
Summary: Ecks and House meet up in the split tunnels and go off on adventure!
Warnings: Probably just language and potential crude humor from House.
[House knows Ecks is in the area and that they're heading toward one another. He's a little preoccupied navigating the twisted wreckage of the apartment complex to be paying an excessive amount of attention to who might be in this area of the tunnels with him. He's sort of just assuming he'll pick her up in the apartment the next bit over before heading north.
His care comes in handy when the floor he's walking over shifts and then starts to collapse. House lunges for safety and is left swearing loudly, dangling on the edge of the floor. He could drop down, but he doesn't know what the landing would be like and can't let go to look.
It might attract some attention.]
Location Throughout the Split Tunnels
Date: Days 167-170
Summary: Ecks and House meet up in the split tunnels and go off on adventure!
Warnings: Probably just language and potential crude humor from House.
[House knows Ecks is in the area and that they're heading toward one another. He's a little preoccupied navigating the twisted wreckage of the apartment complex to be paying an excessive amount of attention to who might be in this area of the tunnels with him. He's sort of just assuming he'll pick her up in the apartment the next bit over before heading north.
His care comes in handy when the floor he's walking over shifts and then starts to collapse. House lunges for safety and is left swearing loudly, dangling on the edge of the floor. He could drop down, but he doesn't know what the landing would be like and can't let go to look.
It might attract some attention.]
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[The tempo of her voice increases briefly in shock -- no, not shock, she knows him too well to be truly surprised. Rather, it's more akin to horror.]
Have you tried removing the entire chair?
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[Sorry, House, she's not getting over herself.]
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[The protest dies in her throat as she freezes along with him. Her gaze flicks about, looking for structural weaknesses, where it might come down on them -- but outside the spot lit by House's penlight she can hardly make anything out. One of her hands slowly raises, ready to grab or push him should she need to burst into motion.]
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Move slowly and quietly.
[To demonstrate, he starts tiptoeing forward, lips a thin line of nerves.]
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When she speaks, it is in the faintest whisper, lest she cause a cave-in.]
We are having this discussion.
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It's a doll. It's not alive like you. Stop projecting.
[There's another loud creak, and House pauses, but it only seems to be the complex settling. He moves on.]
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[She does. She knows that. None of them are alive, really, even if they have names now. She just...forgets, sometimes, for a little while.]
I just do not want you to cut it.
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[Except he cut it once already.]
I am not going to allow you to cut the animals I am carrying.
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[Have you learned to detect sarcasm, yet, Ecks?]
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[Nope.]
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I am trying, Doctor House.
[That's...settled?]
I will help you get this doll. I will also help you not fall down holes and die.
Think we can fade here unless you've got somewhere you'd like to take this thread!
[That's also said with sarcasm, though he means it a little more.]
C'mon. Think we're just about to a point where we can start heading north.