Oh, here it goes, here it goes, here it goes again.peopletalktomeAugust 18 2010, 07:19:53 UTC
"Yes, I can see that," she says, distastefully too, t-straps still not budging, though the same can't be said for her head as she tilts it at him. She shouldn't be surprised anymore, shouldn't be this taken aback, but she finds every time she winds up in his corner, she is all of that---sometimes more. His self-importance reminds her of someone, or she thinks it does but constantly brushes it off in the face of what is actually there, or here rather. If she didn't have to put gloves on to do it and possibly industrially sanitize her hands anyway afterward, she would take that donut from him. It's not like he needs it anyway.
"I'll wait."
What translates of course is something not unlike you can't get rid of me that easily, and if she sounds a little pleased about it, well, Emma isn't above some return stubbornness and snark when certain buttons have been pushed one too many times. The students are vulnerable enough without someone so aptly taking them apart in the thick of it, and what's worse is she knows that he knows it already...and still does it. Unacceptable, but she has yet to make the kind of impression that encourages change, and there is a fair amount of frustration rooting up from that point of discontent too, even if she's loathe to admit it. Ever.
Oh, here it goes, here it goes, here it goes again.vicodincrutchAugust 24 2010, 05:01:56 UTC
House chews slower as though he were in a strange kind of time and space vortex. Something that echoed just how long and boring their exchanges were to him. Even more so he lifts the coffee slowly, slowly, s l o w l y. . . .
Why is she still standing there? As fun as it is to continue to annoy her, it may just be easier to unsheath his rapier wit, cut her down and go on with break as it was intended.
Those big Bambi eyes in there attempts at a furious stare only remind him that he should wash his hubcaps. Really, his whole car is filthy. Perhaps he should find a hanky of hers to use it with. Oh, clever. Something worth writing down.
House slurps down coffee and smiles at her. "Okay. Hey, any chance you have a pen?"
"I'll wait."
What translates of course is something not unlike you can't get rid of me that easily, and if she sounds a little pleased about it, well, Emma isn't above some return stubbornness and snark when certain buttons have been pushed one too many times. The students are vulnerable enough without someone so aptly taking them apart in the thick of it, and what's worse is she knows that he knows it already...and still does it. Unacceptable, but she has yet to make the kind of impression that encourages change, and there is a fair amount of frustration rooting up from that point of discontent too, even if she's loathe to admit it. Ever.
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Why is she still standing there? As fun as it is to continue to annoy her, it may just be easier to unsheath his rapier wit, cut her down and go on with break as it was intended.
Those big Bambi eyes in there attempts at a furious stare only remind him that he should wash his hubcaps. Really, his whole car is filthy. Perhaps he should find a hanky of hers to use it with. Oh, clever. Something worth writing down.
House slurps down coffee and smiles at her. "Okay. Hey, any chance you have a pen?"
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