forget your troubles, come on, get happy

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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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House, meet anti-House!

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Ray's on his way in to get some more aspirin - the egg on his head that was almost a concussion is nearly gone, now, but every now and then, it still hurts. He makes a beeline for the cabinet, and stops when he sees the new face out of the corner of his eye.

"Oh, hi there! You new here?"

This is House running away. If he could run.

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"Unfortunately." House just arches an eyebrow and keeps his answer short. What is this cheerfulness? Take it away.

This is me pointing and laughing, har har.

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"It's a lot to get used to at first, yeah." Ray shrugs a little - it is what it is, after all. Crazy Magic Castle? Ain't no thang. Whatever part of House's comatose psyche he represents, he's damn persistent.

"I'm Ray, nice to meet'cha. Welcome to Paradisa!" And with that, he'll amble over and offer a hand.

B|

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House shudders to consider his psyche would ever come up with someone like Ray.

"Greg House. You're always this cheerful, aren't you." It's not a question.

:D

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"Nine times outta ten," he admitted, shrugging affably. "Not much I can do about bein' here, so I make the most of it. Study all the weird stuff that goes on, get to know people... " He paused, realizing that Greg was probably there for a good reason.

"Have you met one of the staff yet? Do you need me to get someone? I can put up a filter..."

He was, of course, already reaching for his journal.

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A cane was suddenly obstructing the path to the journal. House arched an eyebrow.

"Don't need it."