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A blond walks into a clinic.... [Buffy & House]

Jun 10, 2009 13:55

She hated New Jersey. She was pretty sure she hated New Jersey even before she broke her arm. She was supposed to be finding an around-the-bend slayer to take back to Cleveland. Faith was off on another lead and Buffy had volunteered to take this one. Everything had been going swimmingly until rogue slayerette slipped away from her and she'd run ( Read more... )

[who] buffy, [storyline] pruning, [who] house

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huge_ego_sry June 10 2009, 19:50:06 UTC

So, House owed clinic hours. Cuddy had reminded him lovingly that she was going to start doubling them if he didn't start catching up. Which was not why he was doing them.

Avoiding paperwork was as good an excuse as any, and if he got into the clinic early there were fewer idiots, not that it amounted to enough to matter much. Such as now. The clipboard told him this patient's name was actually Buffy. Yeah, right. He hobbled into Exam Room #3 and scrutinized her quickly. Possibly gymnast, definitely over-active, definitely type A. This was going to be boring. Might as well try to spice it up.

"So, what's your real name? Unless you're comfortable with your stage name," he said as he rolled up toward her on his stool with an ocular light. House pulled her face straight and began a cursory check up.

whattingawhat June 10 2009, 19:55:32 UTC

Buffy arched an eyebrow at the doctor. "I think I'm a little flat chested for a stripper and you look like you'd know," she snarked. Okay so maybe she should be nicer to the doctor but she hurt and she thought that was valid reasoning.

She tried to relax and let him do his check up thingy because resistance totally wasn't going to get her out of this. She made sure not to blink, eyes wide and staring straight ahead.

huge_ego_sry June 11 2009, 00:49:08 UTC

He grinned at her retort, moving onto the cut on her face. He noticed her eagerness to cooperate, which widened the grin a little more. Type A it was, and his gymnast guess was totally confirmed by her touchiness about her chest. House frowned once he prodded at her cut; apparently she'd received the wounds early that morning. She was definitely lying. He said nothing and began to inspect her arm, writing up orders for a CT and cast. The wounds all looked at least a day old, if not older.

"There's a stripper niche for everyone," he said offhand, while he wrote the orders on a clipboard. "And next time you're doing your saw-horse routine, don't be a moron and wait a full day to come in to have everything looked at. Makes my job a pain in your finely shaped ass."

A nurse entered with a wheelchair for Buffy, and House sat in between the two of them, to force his patient around him. He wanted to see her gait, because if she had a concussion and waited this long to get looked at, it could be a little worse than usual.

whattingawhat June 11 2009, 01:30:59 UTC

Her touchiness regarding her chest really wasn't touchiness so much as just a good snark at the time. And maybe it was coupled with the fact that she lived with the do-that-body-of-a-pornstar-girl AKA Faith but really, Buffy was pretty comfy with her body.

"I'll keep that in mind for my next career," Buffy smirked as she hopped down from the table, wobbling a little and putting her hand out for balance. Yeah, definitely a concussion. Awesome. She paused and gave the doctor a 'are you on the crazy train' look.

"Hello, bones were poking through my skin. I have a high pain tolerance but I'm not a masochist. Okay so some people would argue that but I maintain, I am not a masochist, particularly with physical pain. Just because I can push through it doesn't mean I like it."

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