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Who: House and open
What: Finding his way to his new home
When: After being brought back from the cornfield
Where: The park.
( A new sense of perception... )
What: Finding his way to his new home
When: After being brought back from the cornfield
Where: The park.
( A new sense of perception... )
In the time that House was gone, not only had the boarding house disappeared, again, but he'd managed to find his new place of residence. It was appropriately located above a doctor's office and Wilson was pleasantly surprised to find he had a shiny new doctor's coat. This place may be shit, but at least he could really start helping people again.
These were the thoughts he was startled from when he had the sudden and distinct knowledge that his friend was back. He shuddered to think what House had had to agree to for West to let him out and Wilson was more than a little concerned. Not really knowing where else to start, he went back to where the boarding house had been, figuring anyone that didn't know it was gone would go to that location immediately.
It was on his way there that he spotted House limping along towards where the house used to be. "House!" he called after him, trying to keep the worry out of his tone and failing miserably. He jogged to catch up, suddenly even more worried about his friend.
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"I can see that," he replied, a bit breathless from his short jog to House's side, and of course, with no idea yet that it would sound a little harsh if he'd known House was blind. He moved to stand in front of House, hands poised on his hips, and frowned as House's eyes moved strangely, as if they couldn't focus on anything.
A chill went through Wilson's body as he eyebrows furrowed. "House?" he said, voice low and questioning and full of worry. "House, what happened?"
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"Did he just drop you out here? Alone and no way to get around?" There was anger his voice now, mixing with all the other emotions swirling around in there.
And then there was this sudden and random (and completely out of character to Wilson) caress. He hadn't seen it coming at all, so he didn't have the wear with all to dodge it. He stood stock still, eyes wide with shock. It was an accident. That couldn't be what I thought it was. It's just because he can't see and was trying not to bump into me. The thoughts ran through his head quick as lightening and he took a deep breath before moving away.
"I, um," he said awkwardly, clearing his throat. He'd meant to say something, to brush this all off and get back on track to finding out exactly what had happened.
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Wilson did huff and puff then, but more in concern than anything else. Something, aside from House's lack of sight, was wrong here.
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"I'm fine but I want to know if you're a goddamn pod person."
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"You think I'm a pod person? You just touched me without trying to play a joke. Just a casual touch, but you don't do casual touches. Shouldn't I be the one asking what's wrong with you?" It came out a bit harsher than he would've preferred, but the bottom line was, House's outburst and out of character actions were scaring him.
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Guess I'll just have to win him again...Challenge accepted, West.
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"Come on," Wilson said with his typical 'annoyed and slightly amused by House's antics' tone. He took House by the arm, worried just slightly that House would try to walk alone without any guidance. "Wait, which street? West seems to have scattered everyone all over town."
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They were for a room located above the doctor's office... at 22 Main Street.
"No one's pitying you and I don't see why you can't still diagnose. You never needed to see a patient to do your job before," he said, sounding a bit distracted. And then, "are you sure you're okay? Other than the obvious I mean. Does your head hurt? Is there something you're not telling me?" He was worried, but also fishing to see if House was just messing with him. Honestly, the only time Wilson had ever come across a group of house's that had different numbers but the same address, like House seemed to be saying, was in townhouse complexes and he hadn't seen anything like that in all of Peaksville.
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Unlike himself, he wanted Wilson to remember and not force him to do so. "West wanted me to sell pencils in some street corner like a peddler," he added to his story and grinned a bit; like a child who broke the vase and managed to get away with it. "How long have you been here in the Town of the Damned?"
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Other than that, House didn't really seem too out of sorts, considering. Then again, House wasn't exactly acting like himself either.
"He wanted you to sell pencils? Seriously, for someone who claims to have created all of us, he really doesn't seem to know some of us very well. It's probably one of his cruel jokes." Wilson shook his head in disgust. No wonder House was pissed off, if that was what West had told him.
Wilson immediately started to worry again when House asked him how long he'd been in town. "I've been here the better part of a month, if I recall. But you know that. You were the one that found me in the town square." The concern was once again obvious in Wilson's voice.
"Look, I'm going to get you to the doctor's office and check you out. Something's really off here," he said starting to walk again. He could explain about there being no house #12 on the way.
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