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rubikscomplex) wrote2015-08-27 10:05 am
rubikscomplex) wrote2015-08-27 10:05 am
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[ Things were awkward.
Will had spent the rest of the day out with the child's grave and then kept to himself, with a Hannibal shaped shadow, after lockdown. The next day he'd focused on pulling his weight with the heat suit and avoiding eye contact with everybody and this had continued through most of the day after that as well.
Oddly enough the awkward wasn't from the licking/teeth incident, at least not on Will's part. The awkward that was lingering with him came from the open conversation about how being around House helped make things work for him. The diagnostician and he had passed a couple conversations that were more open than either of them was comfortable being with a person.
Usually those moments were carefully wrapped back up into the safe shadows beneath either theorizing or shit talking one another. The other day they had been working their way through the theorizing coping mechanism, when everything had gone sideways.
Thus Will was ... dithering. Looking for an excuse, not finding a good one and back to dithering. Up to the point where the Admin gave him the perfect 'excuse'.
He waited until after lockdown, after getting cleaned up, before he took his tablet and headed purposefully towards wherever House was setting up for the night. Will walked right up to the doctor and began a strong and thoroughly important conversation with a sense of confidence and purpose!
Just kidding.
He made it to the edge of the doorway, crept into the shadows thrown by the weak light and the walls around them, and shifted from foot to foot before making the first move. So to speak. ]
I was hoping to get your opinion on the beacon. I know you don't like having yours on, so the first time Admin offered it, I passed.
But the offer has come up again, and I'm wondering if there isn't a strong suggestion that something might be coming that we need the protection from.
Will had spent the rest of the day out with the child's grave and then kept to himself, with a Hannibal shaped shadow, after lockdown. The next day he'd focused on pulling his weight with the heat suit and avoiding eye contact with everybody and this had continued through most of the day after that as well.
Oddly enough the awkward wasn't from the licking/teeth incident, at least not on Will's part. The awkward that was lingering with him came from the open conversation about how being around House helped make things work for him. The diagnostician and he had passed a couple conversations that were more open than either of them was comfortable being with a person.
Usually those moments were carefully wrapped back up into the safe shadows beneath either theorizing or shit talking one another. The other day they had been working their way through the theorizing coping mechanism, when everything had gone sideways.
Thus Will was ... dithering. Looking for an excuse, not finding a good one and back to dithering. Up to the point where the Admin gave him the perfect 'excuse'.
He waited until after lockdown, after getting cleaned up, before he took his tablet and headed purposefully towards wherever House was setting up for the night. Will walked right up to the doctor and began a strong and thoroughly important conversation with a sense of confidence and purpose!
Just kidding.
He made it to the edge of the doorway, crept into the shadows thrown by the weak light and the walls around them, and shifted from foot to foot before making the first move. So to speak. ]
I was hoping to get your opinion on the beacon. I know you don't like having yours on, so the first time Admin offered it, I passed.
But the offer has come up again, and I'm wondering if there isn't a strong suggestion that something might be coming that we need the protection from.
[House is aware of Will's presence as soon as he's in the doorway. The doctor doesn't immediately acknowledge him, though. He gnawing on his slowly-diminishing bone and scrolling through the network he's not allowed to talk on. It's incredibly annoying and he has people he wants to touch base with plans and ideas on. Ugh. Two more days. Two more days and the glitter text app is his. Along with the extra bottle of Vicodin.
When Will speaks, the doctor looks up and toward the dark shape of him.]
You're increasing our chance of an anomaly encounter. And she can track your movements more precisely. I'm sure she'll love that once we get past the goddamn bunker.
[House is going to pretend like he's not still feeling awkward about being unable to control himself. That's always the best way to deal with these things.]
It's supposed to slow MN poisoning as a trade off, but... [He waves his bone vaguely in the air for a moment before returning it to his mouth and watching the other man.]
When Will speaks, the doctor looks up and toward the dark shape of him.]
You're increasing our chance of an anomaly encounter. And she can track your movements more precisely. I'm sure she'll love that once we get past the goddamn bunker.
[House is going to pretend like he's not still feeling awkward about being unable to control himself. That's always the best way to deal with these things.]
It's supposed to slow MN poisoning as a trade off, but... [He waves his bone vaguely in the air for a moment before returning it to his mouth and watching the other man.]
It was an excellent pun, how dare you second guess yourself!
rubikscomplex
- 2018-03-17 01:59 (UTC) - ExpandHey. How're those ribs holding up?
[ if he's figured out that was you he's beat up it's only through Will by proxy. ]
So. Any chance you know what @funyarinpa/Tenmyouji looks like? You've texted with him.
[ THE SMOOTHEST, MOST INCONSPICUOUS CALL IN HISTORY OF EVER? ]
[ if he's figured out that was you he's beat up it's only through Will by proxy. ]
So. Any chance you know what @funyarinpa/Tenmyouji looks like? You've texted with him.
[ THE SMOOTHEST, MOST INCONSPICUOUS CALL IN HISTORY OF EVER? ]
[Oh, it's you. The guy who attacked him.]
oh, him?
yeah
met him when he first turned up
he's some ridiculous anime/manga-looking guy
silver hair
spectacles
6 foot-something and skinny but weirdly ripped
he's also got this stitching all over his face like ecks
why?
looking for someone tall, white, and gruesome to match you?
oh, him?
yeah
met him when he first turned up
he's some ridiculous anime/manga-looking guy
silver hair
spectacles
6 foot-something and skinny but weirdly ripped
he's also got this stitching all over his face like ecks
why?
looking for someone tall, white, and gruesome to match you?
Dr. House, Will is threatening to commit suicide by locking himself outside after lock down. Please, watch over him.
Well, this is awkward. Did we ever make it to the hospital? I didn't end up going in the suit, did I.
[Oh. Okay. Well. House can work with memory loss. He can work with memory loss all night long.]
made it to the hospital
but you weren't in the suit
i guess i'll say sorry now
and you can accept it when you remember what for
but let's just say
not everything went to plan
made it to the hospital
but you weren't in the suit
i guess i'll say sorry now
and you can accept it when you remember what for
but let's just say
not everything went to plan
@Enoch; voice; Day 344 sorry he is here to be annoyingly Good in your general direction House
warriorscribe
2018-04-08 06:57 pm (UTC)(link)
House... I know that as a physician you- you always run the risk of someone dying in your care but, but an accidental one, not the result of a calculated risk - that's different. Are you all right?
[Oh. Joy. Just what he needs, Beckett's beefcake sort of boyfriend.]
i'm fine
it's happened here before
i'm fine
it's happened here before
*Its been awhile since he tried this, but with that weird need to share today...well he might as well. Maybe someone will get something from it.
And so he sends out video of experiments with the fleshmound. He's largely cutting it up, so there's a lot of blood. Enjoy.*
And so he sends out video of experiments with the fleshmound. He's largely cutting it up, so there's a lot of blood. Enjoy.*
[Well, that's super gross. House is still barred from responding on the network even though he wants more. He'll have to content himself with taking this.]
[ In an almost unheard of precedent, after the conversation in the bathroom Will had curled up in a quiet, out of the way corner and fallen asleep. He'd been close enough that he could hear the music being played from House's tablet, but otherwise was a small and out of the way lump.
Also unheard of, he slept deeply and peacefully.
Of course this meant he woke up at an odd hour, long after lock down and though he considered trying to go back to sleep, his stomach and his bladder insisted otherwise. Bathroom duty seen too, Will crept back out to investigate the food in his pack. Peanut butter crackers, peanut butter cracks or OH, lookie there! Peanut Butter Crackers.
Settling down with his dinner, he tried to be quiet as he broke into the cellophane but the cellophane had other ideas. ]
Rustle, rustle, rustle.
Also unheard of, he slept deeply and peacefully.
Of course this meant he woke up at an odd hour, long after lock down and though he considered trying to go back to sleep, his stomach and his bladder insisted otherwise. Bathroom duty seen too, Will crept back out to investigate the food in his pack. Peanut butter crackers, peanut butter cracks or OH, lookie there! Peanut Butter Crackers.
Settling down with his dinner, he tried to be quiet as he broke into the cellophane but the cellophane had other ideas. ]
Rustle, rustle, rustle.
Edited 2018-05-11 17:35 (UTC)
[House's sleep is as fitful as ever, unfortunately. It's also very light, which means the rustling is like nails on a chalkboard. The doctor opens his eyes and stares up at the ceiling from where he's curled up on the blood-stained mattress. He looks over at the corner of the room that Will's taken up, and rolls onto his side to call quietly to the other man.]
You wake me up, you better have enough for the class of whatever it is you're eating.
You wake me up, you better have enough for the class of whatever it is you're eating.
Morning 364 - Hand Written Note cw: Unhealthy relationships
ex_this_ismydesign36
2018-05-26 01:28 pm (UTC)(link)
House,
By now you've noticed...
I know you're going to be annoyed...
I need to ...
I should have seen this coming. Between what happened in the pit, after the pit and then in the cells, I should have anticipated that Hannibal would not stand for it, and I should have never promised I could stay.
I'm going after him, he left me which way he was headed. I'm concerned about this hypnosis idea of his, and I promised Beckett that ... well, let's just say Enoch was one of the names Beckett was yelling at me about.
We both knew this was inevitable, you two are too much alike in the ways that matter. Or in other words you're both stubborn alpha types. I will try to keep him focused on Miller and keep both of us away from you, Wilson and anyone else that could become collateral damage.
Before you start, yes I narced you out to Wilson, Ecks, Rhys, Ginger and Beckett. They know I've left and that I'm expecting them to keep you on your no death streak. Double digits are not something to aspire too, House.
Good luck and stay warm.
-Will
[ As notes go it probably reads as brief, especially given the depths of what could be said. But words were never their strong suit.
Instead, the note is left leaning against the plush Winston, who has also been left behind. The Winston plush probably says everything the note doesn't. ]
I should have seen this coming. Between what happened in the pit, after the pit and then in the cells, I should have anticipated that Hannibal would not stand for it, and I should have never promised I could stay.
I'm going after him, he left me which way he was headed. I'm concerned about this hypnosis idea of his, and I promised Beckett that ... well, let's just say Enoch was one of the names Beckett was yelling at me about.
We both knew this was inevitable, you two are too much alike in the ways that matter. Or in other words you're both stubborn alpha types. I will try to keep him focused on Miller and keep both of us away from you, Wilson and anyone else that could become collateral damage.
Before you start, yes I narced you out to Wilson, Ecks, Rhys, Ginger and Beckett. They know I've left and that I'm expecting them to keep you on your no death streak. Double digits are not something to aspire too, House.
Good luck and stay warm.
-Will
[ As notes go it probably reads as brief, especially given the depths of what could be said. But words were never their strong suit.
Instead, the note is left leaning against the plush Winston, who has also been left behind. The Winston plush probably says everything the note doesn't. ]
[When House sees the note, sees the plush, sees the empty spaces where Hannibal and Will had been, he's angry. Angry enough to rip up the damn note in a fit of pique. He feels betrayed, frustrated. Will isn't supposed to leave. He said he'd stay. He said he'd stay! And the selfish part of House that's ever lurking seriously considers just chucking Winston in a corner and letting Eve's spiders pick it up.
But a few minutes pass, and then a few minutes more while he's sulking and the world doesn't end. Things are marginally worse today than they were the day before. A cannabis pill eases him, has him scowling and stroking the Winston plush as opposed to plotting its demise. He lets Wilson and Ecks get ready for the day and considers.
The group was at a size that had left House feeling antsy, anyway, and he could read the discomfort rolling off of Wilson in waves, as well. He's not sure what to make of that other than his friend sensing some of the crazy that follows Will's every move and lightly wafts from Hannibal's direction. Wilson's always been more perceptive than most people give him credit for, even House sometimes. Ecks is Ecks. She's strange, but unobtrusive and definitely not crazy, just naive. And a kid. So.
They can use this. Will and Hannibal are both intelligent and willing to do things that other people would find... unpalatable. Spreading that out means they get more done. House has someone reliable he can call on and coordinate with if he has a need for remote experiments. Well... reliable for now. He'll need to keep checking in with Will, providing him a sanity check. It's really about keeping him efficient, nothing to do with attachment or emotions. Not in the least.
House sends a message to Will's tablet later that afternoon when they pause for a break and he has time to mull over his words. They need to be strategic about this.]
could you have been more melodramatic?
jesus
i'm assuming your note doesn't mean you're gonna try to off lecter
what with the whole three-body pile-up we had the last time he was loose for a day after dying
i'm not the one who needs luck
you are
also help
i'm heading to the elementary school with ecks to get wilson shadownet
i'll see if we can get a few more copies to spread around so you don't have to keep using lecter's tablet
keep me updated on where you are and what you're up to
it'll be handy if we need to coordinate for any experiments
thinking we'll head down to miller's place to check if there's any response in his house to the ocean eye app
also
jokes on you
i don't even talk to hale
and i'm planning to get winston hooked on drugs, booze, and hookers while you're gone
just fyi
your dog's going bad to the bone
[The message is accompanied by a photo of plushie Winston. House has set him up so that there is a cigarette leaning against him, a pill bottle and wine glass by his side. He's set on top of the knock off Playboy magazine cover.]
But a few minutes pass, and then a few minutes more while he's sulking and the world doesn't end. Things are marginally worse today than they were the day before. A cannabis pill eases him, has him scowling and stroking the Winston plush as opposed to plotting its demise. He lets Wilson and Ecks get ready for the day and considers.
The group was at a size that had left House feeling antsy, anyway, and he could read the discomfort rolling off of Wilson in waves, as well. He's not sure what to make of that other than his friend sensing some of the crazy that follows Will's every move and lightly wafts from Hannibal's direction. Wilson's always been more perceptive than most people give him credit for, even House sometimes. Ecks is Ecks. She's strange, but unobtrusive and definitely not crazy, just naive. And a kid. So.
They can use this. Will and Hannibal are both intelligent and willing to do things that other people would find... unpalatable. Spreading that out means they get more done. House has someone reliable he can call on and coordinate with if he has a need for remote experiments. Well... reliable for now. He'll need to keep checking in with Will, providing him a sanity check. It's really about keeping him efficient, nothing to do with attachment or emotions. Not in the least.
House sends a message to Will's tablet later that afternoon when they pause for a break and he has time to mull over his words. They need to be strategic about this.]
could you have been more melodramatic?
jesus
i'm assuming your note doesn't mean you're gonna try to off lecter
what with the whole three-body pile-up we had the last time he was loose for a day after dying
i'm not the one who needs luck
you are
also help
i'm heading to the elementary school with ecks to get wilson shadownet
i'll see if we can get a few more copies to spread around so you don't have to keep using lecter's tablet
keep me updated on where you are and what you're up to
it'll be handy if we need to coordinate for any experiments
thinking we'll head down to miller's place to check if there's any response in his house to the ocean eye app
also
jokes on you
i don't even talk to hale
and i'm planning to get winston hooked on drugs, booze, and hookers while you're gone
just fyi
your dog's going bad to the bone
[The message is accompanied by a photo of plushie Winston. House has set him up so that there is a cigarette leaning against him, a pill bottle and wine glass by his side. He's set on top of the knock off Playboy magazine cover.]
Edited 2018-05-26 17:09 (UTC)
[Hannibal is gone. Left behind is a note, a sheet of yellow legal paper folded in half, with "House" written on the outside in marker, the handwriting elegant. Inside, in the same elegant handwriting, is written merely this.]
I have not forgotten the meal I owe you.
[There is no signature, but really, does there need to be?]
I have not forgotten the meal I owe you.
[There is no signature, but really, does there need to be?]
[Neither the note from Will, nor this one are welcome. House decides to ignore this one for a while, though, at least until the evening when he still hasn't heard from Will, and he can taste iron at the back of his throat.]
did graham make it over to you?
he left this morning
haven't heard from him
have heard from the admin
are you tasting blood in your throat?
did graham make it over to you?
he left this morning
haven't heard from him
have heard from the admin
are you tasting blood in your throat?
[... Seriously, Will?]
your little birdie's an idiot
don't you have an encrypted program to be decrypting?
your little birdie's an idiot
don't you have an encrypted program to be decrypting?
[Harley isn't sure whether to be thankful that House hasn't been hounding her all this time or to be a little disappointed that he might have lost his betting spirit with everything that's happened in the last thirty days or so. Either way, a wager is a wager. And he is one step closer to a few more pills.]
One month. And you call yourself an addict.
One month. And you call yourself an addict.
Edited 2018-06-10 23:43 (UTC)
[What with one thing and another, this had fallen down House's priority list.]
Took you long enough, clownette. Where are you?
Took you long enough, clownette. Where are you?
Edited 2018-06-11 00:41 (UTC)
Is Graham with you and how sane is he?
just met up with him today
and sane enough to go make himself useful testing the key at the entry gate
and sane enough to go make himself useful testing the key at the entry gate
So. I figured you're not too big on talking these days. And I know how much you hate not being able to rip into us so I thought you might need something to pass the time instead.
[There's a file attached with another hieroglyph lesson. What can he say. You're not the only network stalker, House, especially not when he's in need of distraction.
And because he's not a jerk,] Welcome back.
[There's a file attached with another hieroglyph lesson. What can he say. You're not the only network stalker, House, especially not when he's in need of distraction.
And because he's not a jerk,] Welcome back.
[He really hates just how excited and grateful he feels about this.]
thanks!
i'll go through it tonight
i swear to god i hate this death price
thanks!
i'll go through it tonight
i swear to god i hate this death price
[ They're traveling together.
It's quite possible that they are sitting across from each other, but if there was an option for different rooms, Will was trying to respect House's death price. Trying to maintain a respectful distance between them.
But he wanted to talk, especially in the wake of Winter's communication earlier in the day. He'd been spinning his wheels on how for hours, and finally broke out his tablet. ]
16, 06, 68, 88, 98. Which number comes between 88 and 98?
It's quite possible that they are sitting across from each other, but if there was an option for different rooms, Will was trying to respect House's death price. Trying to maintain a respectful distance between them.
But he wanted to talk, especially in the wake of Winter's communication earlier in the day. He'd been spinning his wheels on how for hours, and finally broke out his tablet. ]
16, 06, 68, 88, 98. Which number comes between 88 and 98?
you wanna turn those rightside up
it's 87
i appreciate you're trying to distract me with sexy number puzzles
but is there something else on your mind?
it's 87
i appreciate you're trying to distract me with sexy number puzzles
but is there something else on your mind?
[He's trying to be a bit more proactive these days, a decision made after long (oh so long) conversations with Flynn. He's already spoken to Kunsel about his doll, but he'd rather not actually speak to House if he can help it, the man has an uncanny ability to rile him up.
So he just takes a photograph of the perfect little doll replica of House being cradled in his metal palm. He has something of yours, pal, thought you should know.]
So he just takes a photograph of the perfect little doll replica of House being cradled in his metal palm. He has something of yours, pal, thought you should know.]
so........
is this a threat?
cause i'm, like, 60% sure i haven't done anything recently to piss you off
unless i have
in which case
what the hell was it, snowflake?
is this a threat?
cause i'm, like, 60% sure i haven't done anything recently to piss you off
unless i have
in which case
what the hell was it, snowflake?
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