forget your troubles, come on, get happy

[stateofatrophy]

Who: House and YOU
What: Arriving at the castle
When: Today!
Where: The clinic first and later wandering the castle. In your tag, let me know where we're at!
Notes: Actionspam welcome if you prefer

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CLINIC PARTY YEAH

[buysmilk]

"Morning." John smiles something that could easily be confused with a bitter smile as he shifts through one of the medicine draws, making a mental note of where everything is and what exactly the clinic is equipped with. He figured he should get acquainted with it, considering he plans on spending some of his time in here. He's still a doctor, coma hallucination or no, and he doesn't plan on letting his skills go to waste.

Besides, he needs somewhere to go when he isn't up to dealing with Sherlock.

PARTY HARD

[stateofatrophy]

Brilliant plan, John. Escape from coma hallucinating Sherlock to hang out with coma hallucinating House. This will do wonders for your mental health.

House looks up at the greeting. "Is it? Pretty sure it's my afternoon nap I was taking."

AWW YEAH

[buysmilk]

It probably won't make much of a difference, but whatever at least it'll give him a break... sort of. He doesn't answer straight away, absently listing off painkillers and antibiotics, a few moments later he closes that draw and glance over at him; as if suddenly remembering the other's existence.

"Napping in the clinic? Great plan, that, nothing could go wrong." Nevermind that he's also done that once... the circumstances were different though. Probably.

B)

[stateofatrophy]

House shrugs. "Best hiding spot. No one thinks to look in the clinic for someone hiding from clinic duty."

At least until Cuddy got smart and figured it out. Thus precipitating his keeping comatose patients company.

[buysmilk]

"Looks like you're free from clinic duty for a while then, lucky you."

[stateofatrophy]

"I'd say that I might as well enjoy being in a coma as long as it lasts, but it turns out being stuck inside your head is not as fun as the crazies would make it appear." He's disappointed there is no stripper marching band streaming into the clinic right about now.

[buysmilk]

"Well," John shifts, resting against a nearby chair. "I doubt it'll make you feel any better, but you're not the only one in a coma." Yes, he very much like the whole coma scenario, it's much better one the mind than magic castles. He'll cling to it as long as he damn well pleases.

[stateofatrophy]

Even his projections think they're in a coma. Wow. Wonder what could have happened. Maybe Stacy crept up behind him and clobbered him with a chair.

"Interesting. Don't suppose you'd remember the cause of the coma."

[buysmilk]

He'd be very insulted if he knew, but he's unaware for now. Probably better that way.

"An explosion." Another shift, he glances at the cane then back at House. "Need anything for the leg?" He's not changing the subject, what are you talking about.

[stateofatrophy]

House just raises a barely raises an eyebrow.

"No. Explosion?"

[buysmilk]

"You sure? It looks painful."

A glance back at the draws he was shifting through before and he sighs. "That's the theory."

[stateofatrophy]

"That's because it is." House makes a faces as he considers that. There's no physical signs of lying so he's willing to buy it. Makes more sense than anything else so far. He holds out his hand. "Greg House."

[buysmilk]

He takes it, shaking House's hand with a polite smile. "John Watson."

[stateofatrophy]

He makes an acknowledging noise. "Army doctor?"

[buysmilk]

He raises an eyebrow at that, momentarily getting flashbacks of the taxi and Sherlock and how he deduced almost his entire life story in a few short moments. Surely this guy didn't do the same thing... right?

"Yes," He replies after a moment. "How did you know?"

[stateofatrophy]

He nods to the drawer John had been rummaging around in. "You're comfortable in a clinical setting. Speaks of prior experience with one. Not a patient; patients don't catalog the contents of drawers. So nurse or doctor. Your posture gives your military training away. Relaxed for you is tense for anyone else. Not very common in groups outside of the armed forces. Going by your apparent age and combining the two prior pieces of information, army doctor."