JOURNAL | 004

[possemagnet]

Guess that's that.

Who's down to go to the theater or bar?

[Private to Kirk]

Heard you were researching ways out of here. What's your intel?

[Private to Dr. House.]

Hey, I have a busted up hand. You mind doing whatever it is you do on it?

[Private to Cas.]

[Nothing here but ink smudges and the awesome lacking of anything said.]

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[Private to Dean]

[goldn_boy]

Dean, I saw. I'm so sorry. I hope... Well. You know. We don't know what happens.

To that effect, I don't have anything further. I'm sorry. But if you want to go out somewhere, I'm happy to come along.

[Private to Kirk]

[possemagnet]

I'm done not knowing.

What we need is a head count.

And to figure out the selection this place has. Because, yeah, we don't know... but whatever happened there- it doesn't sit well, it's a lot like murder.

[Private to Dean]

[goldn_boy]

Believe me, I'm not at all comfortable with the current state of things, either.

We do need a head count. And a common goal, I think--I mean, a way to organize things. If the only way out of here is death, then it is murder.

[Private to Kirk]

[possemagnet]

First thing we need to get on is that head count.

We already know three people are gone.

As far as organization goes... I'll leave that in your capable hands.

[Private to Dean]

[house_onthehill]

It's called medicine and name the place.

[Private to Dr. House]

[possemagnet]

The common room alright?

[Private to Dean]

[house_onthehill]

Done.

[Private to Dr. House] - spam/log/assume?

[possemagnet]

I'll see you down there.

[alwayscutoff]

I'm down for a trip to the bar.

[possemagnet]

Yeah, okay.

I'll keep it in mind and stop by your room when I head down there.

[alwayscutoff]

Tequila abounds.

[possemagnet]

I was thinking something a little harder.

Private to Dean

[hey_assbutt]

. . .

[Do not turn to him for emotional support. He lacks it.]

I'm...down for the bar.

Private to Cas

[possemagnet]

[He'll just deny needing any support at all.]

You would be.

Dean

[hey_assbutt]

[Just like a Dean always is.]

There is nothing wrong with me...drinking, Dean.

Cas

[possemagnet]

Yeah, in moderation.