[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]

[House draws in a breath, ragged with apparent emotion.]

You can't tell anyone, okay? It's just... he's... Graham, he's... having Robert Miller's baby. Happened the other night. I was in the other room. But you hear a guy and you just know.

[Sorry, Will. Did you even see that bus you've just been thrown under? Probably not.]

[swatsflies]

[ He starts to lean in at that until the whole... having Robert Miller's baby comes out. He'll blink and then stare owlishly at House. ]

What??!

[ And then he'll jump back, animatedly waving his arms around. ]

No! There's no way that's actually happening!

[ He doesn't even want to think how or why or what. ]

[rubikscomplex]

Oh, it's happening. [This is the face of a man speaking to a bone-crushing, heart-aching truth.] They've already got a name picked out. Wilbert.