[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.]

Comments

[rubikscomplex]

[House can't entirely dodge and takes a blender to the shoulder with a hiss.]

Fine, you caught me. [He clutches at his now-injured shoulder, glaring at Squalo.] Go get a love nest ready in one of the other rooms. I'll be there soon, babe. I'll take you to heaven.

[In other words: Go away now, he hurts.]

[sharktrash]

[ At least Squalo doesn't seem to be interested in pursuing that whole "injure House further" thing. He does give him a Look, though. Did this kind of bullshit ever actually work? ]

I'm not doling out pity fucks.

[ But he's content to leave it there, unless of course House feels like getting the last word... How often did that end well. ]

[rubikscomplex]

[Mercifully, House has enough sense not to go for the last word. Look, he's learning! Finally. Sort of. He's at least not all that interested in fighting at the moment, so he just makes a face at Squalo and moves to pick up the blender.]

[sharktrash]

[ We're all proud of you, House! Just look at this reasonableness! ]

[ Well then. Squalo's giving a mock salute and going his way to whatever he was going to do before. Maybe it's Angel. ]