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Application for Blythe House from House, M.D.

May 31, 2007 21:09

Blythe House remembered ushering John onto his train, tuning out his usual complaints about how trains were too slow and how some idiot was going to do some such thing that would surely make him late. She remembered turning away from the distinctly normal-looking Amtrak train and having the idea to go to the market to buy herself some vegetables ( Read more... )

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crazynotstoned June 1 2007, 07:33:51 UTC

Geoffrey seriously had no idea what had happened. He could have sworn he was on the way to the Owlery, and yet somehow... he was here. The good news was, he'd been here before! The bad news was, he didn't remember how the hell he'd gotten out last time. He'd gone to find Ellen, and then there had been a bar, and then some moving stairs after a lot of drinking... Basically, he was fucked.

But hey, there was someone here. Maybe she had a clue. She looked... motherly, or something. "Excuse me," he said, shuffling towards her, making an extremely cursory attempt at straightening his rumpled coat. "Do you know where the hell we are?"

hidden_house June 2 2007, 02:04:06 UTC

Blythe tensed up for a second, thinking at first that the young man coming toward her was drunk. She saw upon closer inspection that his reddened eyes weren't glassy and, aside from the rumpled state of his clothing and the confused expression, he seemed quite sober. If he had gotten drunk at all, he wasn't now.

"I'm not entirely sure, myself, dear," she said, keeping her voice soft and noticing how he didn't seem to be able to concentrate. "Are you alright?"

crazynotstoned June 2 2007, 03:28:51 UTC

((Haha, whoops, I meant that the bar thing had been after his Sorting. I just realized how that sounds.))

No, Geoffrey was indeed completely sober -- which might have been worse, in a way, because it meant he was just this way naturally. He looked kind of like a bum, without the smell and with fewer holes in his clothing (although they were there); although his crazy was, at least for the moment, under wraps.

In fact, the poor woman seemed a little withdrawn, so he made an effort to be friendly. The place was scary enough as it was. "Me?" He gave her a reassuring smile. "Oh, yeah. I'm fine. Do you mean this room in particular, or in the grander sense?"

hidden_house June 2 2007, 03:35:18 UTC

Blythe tried to smile back and shook her head. "No, I'm...well, I'm as fine as I can be at the moment. You asked me if I knew were we were. I told you I didn't. You don't remember?"

crazynotstoned June 2 2007, 03:54:59 UTC

Geoffrey gave her a slightly blank look. "...Yeah." He nodded slowly. "I know. Do you not know where this room is, or do you not know where you are? In, you know..." He waved a hand vaguely. "The general scheme of things."

hidden_house June 2 2007, 04:08:28 UTC

"I think I know where I am in the general scheme of things, so I'm going to have to say I was talking about this room. In the general scheme of things, aside from not knowing where I am, I seem to be uninjured and I'm not bad off. How are you?"

crazynotstoned June 2 2007, 04:18:38 UTC

Geoffrey brightened up a bit. He'd been a little worried, but she seemed to have her head screwed on after all. He was getting progressively more used to the castle, but he wasn't sure if he was entirely prepared to explain it to anyone else. "I'm still fine." He chuckled and scratched at his unshaven chin. "Lost," he shrugged. "But fine."

Ah! A thought occurred. "You haven't seen my wife, have you? Ellen Fanshaw? About... oh, average height, short brown hair, very beautiful..." He thought. "...Very proud, and most likely with either a cigarette or a cookie in hand?"

hidden_house June 3 2007, 15:09:03 UTC

Blythe frowned a bit, knowing she hadn't seen anyone with that description go past the doorway any of the room they were in. "I'm sorry, dear, I haven't seen anyone like that. Do you know of any way you could contact her? You don't seem worried to me, like she's lost, just curious like you know she's here somewhere."

Blythe smiled again, "But if I do see her, how could I tell you?"

crazynotstoned June 4 2007, 00:27:56 UTC

"Oh, no, she's around here somewhere..." Geoffrey frowned, squinting at the walls, then at the door. "God only knows where." Oh, well. He'd find her eventually. Or something. If he didn't she'd probably track him down. He shrugged. "Don't worry about it. Probably not worth the owl." Oh, yes, someone had explained owls. He hadn't actually used them yet, but he knew. He was working up the nerve to actually try it out -- animals were not his thing.

Well, that seemed to be about that. He started for the door when the little piece of him that used to belong to polite society kicked in, making him stop. Oh, right. He turned back around and suddenly flashed her a dazzling smile. "I'm sorry. Do you have any, uh, any questions?"

hidden_house June 4 2007, 02:36:21 UTC

"Well, what House you suggest might be a good start," Blythe smiled. "Not to mention your name."

She did like this boy, even if he seemed to be a bit out of it. He wasn't off-putting. Just...odd. It was nice, in a way.

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