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[getwhat_youneed]

Jagger paused in the middle of the room, hand on his chin, looking thoughtful. "You can't always get what you want, but if you try sometimes, you get what you need. And what I need..." He looked around, taking in the room, "Is to know where the hell this is."

Typist: Jagger House, adopted son of the infamous Greg House. Blame Erin and Rainee,

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[notasportscar]

This is a magical land full of excitement and adventure. Or at least a well-stocked fridge.

[getwhat_youneed]

A full fridge is the key to happiness. Or at least a happy stomach. Who're you?

[notasportscar]

I'm Portia. How 'bout you?

[getwhat_youneed]

Jagger House. *offers his hand* Pleasure.

[wild_oats]

Henrì, hands in pockets, smiles through his hair and nods. "Bonjour. This is... the Mansion, I guess. And I'm Henrì."

[getwhat_youneed]

"Henri! Hello -- hon hon!" He immitated a fake French laugh and twirled a pretend mustache. "Ah oui?"

[wild_oats]

Though not completely amused, Henrì laughs, his tone nervous and a bit hesitant. "What a mimic," he ventures.

[firefromwater]

*is lounging across a sofa, reading a book in the company of a half-grown, husky-esque dog, and he'll glance up over the page* In the long run, knowledge-based needs are just as much wants as anything else. Unless your survival depends on acquiring a fact, in which case the "where" isn't usually what you need to know.

[getwhat_youneed]

Then what is the purpose of calling something need-to-know?

*and forgets everything else and fuzzes the puppy* Aaw, hey there!

[firefromwater]

*the dog is always more interesting - hell, that's usually a part of Lucas's introduction* His name's Joth and he's an attention whore. *hence the rolling over and looking hopeful for belly scritches*

[getwhat_youneed]

Aaw -- aaaw. *gives belly rubs, laughing* I wish Dad would let me have something cute and fuzzy like this. But he had a bad experience with puppies and since then -- he's turned down every pet suggestion I've made. Except a python, but I'd rather something warm blooded.

I'm Jagger, by the way.

[teh_littlest_tc]

*well he's cute* *look at the bundle of energy and neon colors, packaged in a cute, petite body!* *eyes him up and down, then grins* Hi! You are... here. Need a tourguide?

[getwhat_youneed]

*is adorable :D* *blinks a little at the eyeing, but smiles* Sure, why not. What all is in this place?

[teh_littlest_tc]

*that's just what she does* Your guess is as good as anyone else's. But it's fun, and there are lots of crazy people *not like she's one of them* and a kitchen!

[getwhat_youneed]

Kitchens are always good! Kitchens mean food, yum. And my -- weird extended family is pretty crazy, so that's no different.

[sinner_eve]

The madhouse. *cheerfully*

[getwhat_youneed]

My kind of place!