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.]
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rubikscomplex) wrote2015-08-27 10:05 am
Morning 364 - Hand Written Note cw: Unhealthy relationships
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. ]
@hotstud_xxx; text; cw: Unhealthy relationships
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.]
no subject
But well played, sir. Well played. ]