[log] Event: Howl [open]

[snowblindmods]

Characters: everyone
Location: The sort of location M.C. Escher wishes he'd thought up.
Date: nights 211 & 212
Summary: I hunt for you with bloody feet across the hallow'd ground
Warnings: potential for violence, death, and psychological horror; please note in subject lines if any specific warnings come up!

like some child possessed, the beast howls in my veins
I want to find you tear out all your tenderness

Comments

[peacemongering]

It helps to get patients to be honest I imagine.

[Of course, there were many factors that caused people to lie, some of which were pointless and only hindered a diagnosis. Or so he assumed. It wasn't as if he found it reasonable to lie where his health was concerned, but he knew that so many did.

Of course, House's manner was so inviting. Then there was the fact that apparently the man didn't bother to interact with patients unless necessary. That probably saved the need to lie? Too bad it wasn't helpful here where mental and physical illness was rampant while supplies were grossly limited.]

It's a shame that they don't just get on with it, given that both of the elements are dead in this little tale. That they affect all of us is hardly worth the time and effort on many fronts. Maybe it's meant to distract us from the fact that we are all basically freezing to death slowly.

[rubikscomplex]

I find pissing them off makes them more honest, too. [Most of the time. And if it doesn't, he can send in one of the fellows or Wilson to play 'good cop.']

And if they wanna distract from the freezing thing, they can put a space heater in every house. I would find that very distracting.

[peacemongering]

I would think it might cause more of them to clam up. Some people don't deal well with such insulting wit. [Though who actually expected that in a doctor of all people? It sounded like the people who went to House were at the end of the road to a degree.]

True but we aren't allowed to remain in a single house for long. I know I would defend my space heater if I had one, and this so far isn't a gladiator pit.

[rubikscomplex]

[House shrugs. It works for him, and he's not going to debate his personal strategy with the guy who likes to pet and manipulate nicely to get what he wants.]

A space heater for every home, I say! Elect me Admin of Snowhell and I'll make it happen in the first hundred days of my term.

[As they've been walking, House has grown comfortable enough to place himself even with Pierce, instead of pacing behind him. He still keeps a wary eye on the other man, though.]

[peacemongering]

[Oh were they going to campaign? He hadn't had to do that in quite some time, but he knew the strategies oh so well.]

Together, you and I could see that happen. Imagine you in a position of power here? Outrageous.

[House had the intelligence but not the temperament for it. No one wanted a man-child in power after all. It would be highly entertaining all the same and that's what this was about, wasn't it? Being entertained while he continued to build his strategy.

He noted the change of pacing but didn't comment on it. He was busy looking around to care that he was being given the hairy eyeball all the time.]

[rubikscomplex]

You wanna be my Vice Admin? I dunno, couple of old white guys. Not exactly breaking the mold here, are we. What votes can you bring to the table that a token minority or Rust Belt swing state-er can't?