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snowblindrpg2015-09-29 08:50 am
rubikscomplex) wrote in snowblindrpg2015-09-29 08:50 am
[log] Monster Mash [semi-open]
Characters: Clayton, Enoch, Dio, House, Miranda, Clem, and Quark
Location P10 - BUILDING 110
Date: Day 041, evening
Summary: Gas Station slumber party! Following a monster attack.
Warnings: Will add as necessary, but general House disclaimer for insensitivity.
[The evening is drawing in around them as Miranda and House make their way toward the gas station. It's a somewhat familiar road to tread, at least, and there's the promise of his meds at the end of it... also people to distract the irritating woman walking with him from his company.
Epps should be good for that. He seems like the sort.
There's a sudden hiss from somewhere behind them, when they're still a good distance from the building. House glances back, then does a double-take when he sees a four-legged shadow monster pounding across the snow after them. That... what is that? It doesn't look like a robot. It doesn't look anything but absolutely real.]
Six o'clock!
[The words are snapped out as House turns, gauging the thing's speed. It's moving too fast for him to reach the gas station in time, which means improvising.]
Location P10 - BUILDING 110
Date: Day 041, evening
Summary: Gas Station slumber party! Following a monster attack.
Warnings: Will add as necessary, but general House disclaimer for insensitivity.
[The evening is drawing in around them as Miranda and House make their way toward the gas station. It's a somewhat familiar road to tread, at least, and there's the promise of his meds at the end of it... also people to distract the irritating woman walking with him from his company.
Epps should be good for that. He seems like the sort.
There's a sudden hiss from somewhere behind them, when they're still a good distance from the building. House glances back, then does a double-take when he sees a four-legged shadow monster pounding across the snow after them. That... what is that? It doesn't look like a robot. It doesn't look anything but absolutely real.]
Six o'clock!
[The words are snapped out as House turns, gauging the thing's speed. It's moving too fast for him to reach the gas station in time, which means improvising.]
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Alright, you've made your point. [Dio holds up his hands in surrender and makes to walk off, which is totally fine because Clayton's giving him an out to not interact with House right now, so he'll take it.]
I know when I'm not wanted! Pleasure to finally meet you in person, Greg.
[Aannnd off he goes. Take comfort in knowing that he probably doesn't realize that House would probably despise being called that!]
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Aw, and here I thought I was your Hot Stud for life, bro. Sweet dreams! So annoying meeting you.
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Alright, ladies, keep yer claws in... [Directed at the both of them, but mumbled mostly to House; he's the one still within earshot and outwardly being nasty. Clayton turns to him with a notably more skeptical expression.] I'm serious 'bout gettin' ya t' that school. I'm sure it won't take much t' convince the others not t' bother you, but can I trust ya t' behave yerself on the way there?
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You can trust me to behave as much as I did with Janey. Ask her how that went. They don't talk to me or do anything moronic, I'll just silently judge them.
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[Yeah, Clayton's heard all about that. Or as much as he thinks he needs to hear, anyway. He's deadpan, without even the energy to fold his arms.]
She tells me you got a problem entertainin' yerself. [Well, no she didn't, but Clayton can do some casual extrapolation from "he's a wanker."] Trust me, ain't nobody gotta problem with leavin' you to yer own lil' corner somewhere. You keep yer judgin' silent and it'll stay that way. You understand how that works?