[log] New Year's Mingle [open]

[rubikscomplex]

Characters: Anyone in the Bunker
Location: Bunker
Date: Let's go with January...
Summary: Mingling in the Bunker
Warnings: Add to subject line!

[All of the rooms within the Bunker have been opened. The latest, Room 19, contains computer parts. They'll need to use those, the soldering gun and other equipment in that room to create some sort of interface with the last locked door in Room 4. There are cables to connect up to the tablets, so maybe that will help, as well. And they still have other computers in Room 24 and 26 to use.

There are other things to be about, as well. The Bunker is, as ever, cold, slightly glowing, and moldy. And there are plenty of other rooms to check in on.]

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[rubikscomplex]

[House moves to sit back down again. With the lack of food, he's been more and more tired. His natural over-activity has compensated for it, bringing him down to regular human levels of fiddly and pacing, but he's not immune to the news of their imminent demise. He's depressed, he's starving, and he's just taken his own narcotics. Still, his voice is faux-chipper.]

You can definitely trust me. I got you, babe.

[phaseshifter]

Not a doctor. House.

[ And she gestures at him with both hands as if his words have just proved her point. Which they kind of have. Trusting House? HAHA YEAH OKAY. SURE. GOOD PLAN. ]