Hello Doctor House. I have returned to the tunnel entrance with the food now and I am going to continue onward with the others and explore. I am taking notes and I will send them to you every night so that you will know all the best ways when you come back here.
My head mostly does not hurt anymore; my shoulder hurts but the wound has a good scab and it is not swollen.
[Captain Obvious much? She'll see him sigh in mock exaggeration. Then he rummages and grabs a pad and crayons before drawing a many-armed monster chasing a stick figure with a cane. He doesn't actually use the cane, but it's a mental habit.]
[House has to do a rough sketch of the Norfinbury map from memory, so it takes a few minutes. When he holds it up, he has the funeral home circled. At least that's where he's assuming he is by process of elimination. Interesting. First time he's woken up somewhere different, so what changed? Or is it all random assignments and he was just three times lucky? The only real way to find a pattern would be to collect more data...]
[He rolls his eyes and flips to the map page he's drawn for Kesara. It shows the other side of Norfinbury where Ecks is and question marks beyond the little tunnel they'd discovered. House taps the question marks, points to Ecks, and then taps the question marks again.
[That's a lot of 'no's.' It means she's freaking out. Great.
House pulls the notepad away and mimes inhaling and exhaling slowly. He draws a hand toward him, then out. In and out, in and out. Just breathe, moron.]
[There's a lapse in messages of several minutes as she tries and fails to control her breathing. Tries harder when her fingers go numb and black creeps in at the edges of her vision, forcing painfully measured breaths. Her head is swimming and her hands shaking when she reaches for the tablet again, but she is breathing.]
[He's mildly concerned, but given that there's hell all he can do, he just sets out from the funeral home and waits for her continued response. House shows her a video of the snow around him. They're going to have to play charades if she wants to talk.
He points at the tablet - at her - again, and mouths 'yes.']
[To her credit, he looks momentarily alarmed for roughly two seconds. Then he actually processes what she's said. House rolls his eyes again, taps his head, makes a cutting motion with his fingers, and shakes his head. He's not cutting your head open, Ecks. He points to her and then mimes sleeping. Rest.]
[Why didn't that work? She's a little upset by the way he looked when it seemed like it would work, but she's also disappointed it did not continue to work.]
That is all I do anymore....
[And also the reason she's here in this dark house instead of exploring the tunnels.]
I do not want you to die again. You are going to die again. You always die again.
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rubikscomplex) wrote2015-08-27 10:05 am
@Ecks | text | evening 135
My head mostly does not hurt anymore; my shoulder hurts but the wound has a good scab and it is not swollen.
day 136
@hotstud_xxx; video; Day 137
In any case, Ecks will receive a brief video of him giving her an 'okay' sign while looking bored.]
@Ecks | text | day 137
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[He was most certainly not killed by an anomaly and she knows it.]
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Where are you?
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You stay, and you explore for him, Ecks.]
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NO.
NO. NO. NO. NO. NO.
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House pulls the notepad away and mimes inhaling and exhaling slowly. He draws a hand toward him, then out. In and out, in and out. Just breathe, moron.]
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[There's a lapse in messages of several minutes as she tries and fails to control her breathing. Tries harder when her fingers go numb and black creeps in at the edges of her vision, forcing painfully measured breaths. Her head is swimming and her hands shaking when she reaches for the tablet again, but she is breathing.]
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He points at the tablet - at her - again, and mouths 'yes.']
text -> video
[Well, that isn't working. Frustrated, she switches to uncharacteristic video. She's still shaking, her breathing not entirely back to normal.]
Where are you going?
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I am bleeding into my head. You have to come cut my head open.
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That is all I do anymore....
[And also the reason she's here in this dark house instead of exploring the tunnels.]
I do not want you to die again. You are going to die again. You always die again.
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Why?
He points at her and repeats the motion.
Why does she care?]
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[She understands the question just fine.]
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