rubikscomplex: (cane | default)
Gregory House, MD ([personal profile] rubikscomplex) wrote in [community profile] snowblindrpg2017-01-25 08:33 am

[log] Look Away, Look Away [closed]

Characters: Gregory House, Stephen Strange, Claire Temple, Ecks, Rhys, Angel
Location: Building 29
Date: Night 202
Summary: Traumatized by their exciting adventure in the snow, a bunch of people turn up at a shed where House made the mistake of staying put.
Warnings: Severe injury (face mutilation), blood, burns, frostbite, narcotics withdrawal, suicidal ideations, general discussion of psychological trauma

[A small shed outside the school, going inside reveals sports equipment is being stored in here. There are hurdles, various sports balls, giant mats, and the like. There's nothing that could be used as a weapon, though, unless you're going to try to hurl a basketball at someone's head. This is the only place on the campus it's possible to stay in overnight--if you try to stay anywhere else, you'll be made to leave at 7PM. The following is written on the wall in blue ink: "This is Building 46 on the composite map. Contact @CaptSteveRogers for details." Underneath is a fairly accurate map showing the shed in relation to the school. The school is labeled "School. Food available in cafeteria; DO NOT STAY HERE OVERNIGHT." The shed is labeled "Shed". Behind the shed is a small army of snowmen armed with sports equipment. There's a drawing spraypainted on the inside of the shed. It has been labeled "GEROMY". The skin color has been left blank.]
nursetemple: (Default)

[personal profile] nursetemple 2017-02-18 07:14 pm (UTC)(link)
Yeah but right now? I'm not getting paid for it, I'm only doing it from the goodness of my heart. So refrain, or I'm done with your whiny self.

[Although she can imagine it will only give him more reason to be annoying to everybody else.]
nursetemple: (determination and heartbreak)

cw: insensitivity regarding disabilities

[personal profile] nursetemple 2017-02-20 09:47 am (UTC)(link)
[She sighs loudly, pulling another piece of his broke, exploded tablet out of his chest. Then she looks up at him, her face stern, tired.]

Honestly, all I really want right now is for you to be quiet for two seconds. I don't imagine you can actually stop insulting everyone around because you don't seem to know how not to be pushing buttons or lashing out, so I'll settle for just. Quiet while I work. Otherwise I will be done with you and your options will be severely limited. All right?