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snowblindrpg2017-01-10 11:37 am
thewarningafter) wrote in snowblindrpg2017-01-10 11:37 am
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[log] If Looks Could Kill (You Would Be Dead) [closed]
Characters: Doctors Strange and House
Location: Hospital (building 131)
Date: 197 (afternoon / evening)
Summary: Dr. Strange wants to find out what's going on with his cloak. Dr. House dies again.
Warnings: Dr. House is going to die. Again.
131: The hospital is eerie in its silence, and snow presses in against many of the windows, keeping much of it in sterile darkness. It still smells like a hospital; the antiseptic is fresh, and there isn't much dust. Someone must be cleaning it, and yet it's clear no one is here. The hospital is four stories high with one basement, all connected via the elevator lobby and staircase. Unfortunately, the wall of the elevator lobby has been torn open all the way down, exposing it to the bitter air outside. While you can explore and remain on most of the floors of the hospital at night, you cannot travel between them until it's daytime once more, as the lobby seals itself up at curfew. The staircase is its own separate enclosed area, but it too seals itself off from the lobby at night, so you'll be spending an uncomfortable night on the staircase if you get stuck there.
Location: Hospital (building 131)
Date: 197 (afternoon / evening)
Summary: Dr. Strange wants to find out what's going on with his cloak. Dr. House dies again.
Warnings: Dr. House is going to die. Again.
131: The hospital is eerie in its silence, and snow presses in against many of the windows, keeping much of it in sterile darkness. It still smells like a hospital; the antiseptic is fresh, and there isn't much dust. Someone must be cleaning it, and yet it's clear no one is here. The hospital is four stories high with one basement, all connected via the elevator lobby and staircase. Unfortunately, the wall of the elevator lobby has been torn open all the way down, exposing it to the bitter air outside. While you can explore and remain on most of the floors of the hospital at night, you cannot travel between them until it's daytime once more, as the lobby seals itself up at curfew. The staircase is its own separate enclosed area, but it too seals itself off from the lobby at night, so you'll be spending an uncomfortable night on the staircase if you get stuck there.
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Arc's fine where it is.
[He sets up the mallet again, and gets down slowly from the hovering table. He looks at Stephen after a moment.]
Are you happier? You lost everything, but you got your magic bullshit. Are you happier?
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[It's a question to which he doesn't have a direct answer. Is he happier? Not really, if he thinks about it, but it doesn't feel like that's really what matters anymore.]
I could go back to my old life. That's an option. Was an option before I came here. I could use magic to control my own body and make it work like it used to; I've seen that done. I chose not to.
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[House's eyes sharpen on Stephen.]
More glory in being a superhero? Once you get a taste of it who wants to go back to just being a brain surgeon. There are hundreds of those guys.
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It's not about me, Doctor House.
[It's a little bit about him. Just a little bit, though.]
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Oh, please. That's some bullshit someone else told you. It's always about you. People are selfish. You do what you do because it benefits you in some way. You didn't become a surgeon because you had a martyr complex. So, you either gained one and you're feeding it now with the mystical superhero thing or you didn't and you're still the same glory hound who wants to be the bestest there ever was chasing after that dream.
You started something and that means you have to master that new thing before you move on. You haven't, yet. Ergo, you can't go back to the old life until you have. Can't leave that last note unplayed. You'd just be like everybody else again.
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Maybe I just like the idea of the world still being there at the end of the day.
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You can leave now, by the way. I just need to write and draw some crap, and since you're completely useless for that...
[Shrug.]
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Yeah. Have fun dying.
[And he reaches up and tugs on the sheet before he turns to go. Enjoy climbing back up and resetting the mallet, House.]
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[Last words are meant to be important, probably. These ones aren't. House moves to set up again.]
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