[log] I Think We're Alone Now [semi-open]

[rubikscomplex]

Characters: Anyone in the Bunker!
Location: Bunker, Building 326 (high school), and Building 317 (hot shower house)
Date: Day 404-409
Summary: Goings on in the bunker post-event, and travel outside for House and Will. Brought to you by this cover.
Warnings: Please add them to subject lines, but likely body horror discussions, examination of vomit.

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[rubikscomplex]

[Ew, don't thank him.]

Yeah, yeah. Find anything interesting today?

[warriorscribe]

Angel and Rhys vanished. I waited to hear from them.

[Yeah, all day. No wonder he's so cold.]

Do you know anything?

[rubikscomplex]

Haven't talked to them since I got here. Maybe they ditched you?

[warriorscribe]

They wouldn't.

[Him, maybe, which he doesn't say. But definitely not Beckett, who is still here and very worried about them.]

[rubikscomplex]

Then go hang out in that fort the cryborg built. I'm sure he'll get back to it.

[warriorscribe]

[Yeah he should have known better than to ask House. Still, much as he enjoys mocking at least one of their number, he had to hope he'd taken the time...]

I'll bring it up with Beckett. [In that flat tone that says he doesn't really appreciate the insult to Rhys. The following is genuine, though.] Thank you again, for the clothing.

[rubikscomplex]

[Look, Enoch, he and Rhys have a thing. He respects the guy for his hacking skills... and very little else. It works out! Mostly.]

I'm just getting rid of weight. [House reiterates, shrugging one of his shoulders uncomfortably and returning his attention to his pack.]