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Who: Raptor-House (housegenius), Ghost-Allen (akumahunter), and Lavi-mummy (bookkeeper_rabi )
When: After Allen's confusion of too many roomates is settled...and House decides to just room with Allen..
Where: ...An adventure to the D-Floor (the most effed up one so far! :D)
What: Allen is a lonely ghost who needs to room with someone. House is the lonely, miserable raptor bastard who decides to stick with someone he knows. Lavi is thrown into the mix. Mmm, decaying mummy flesh, anyone?
Rating: None so far, perhaps PG/PG-13 just in case?
Warnings: Awkwardness. Oh, and it has House in it. RAPTOR-HOUSE, IN SLOW MO. xD
Okay, so the D-floor. Bloody lovely. If the kid weren't having such problems in getting around, he'd probably have the kid come to him. Maybe he'd just help him get out of the room and drag him back to his room. A-floor wasn't suffering as much, he'd gathered as much. So far, he's read from the forums that the D-floor is currently the most messed up one yet. Blackouts were longer, apparently. The scratching, the grabbing, the noises... They were all more tangible. He'd heard them as well. The faucet was acting up in his bathroom, although the white noise was soon ignored. It was annoying if he focused on it, along with those damned noises. The grunts and zombie nurses, however, he noticed, were long gone.
People talked, of course, about this being a golden opportunity. He didn't blame them. Then again...that announcement was disturbing. It was also a sign that these doctors really were idiots, although he didn't really need any confirmation to assess that. They've been trying to keep a cool grip on everything, but of course, they were going to lose it as soon as some of the bigger idiots they have up there slipped up. He actually had to thank them; this might actually be a perfect opportunity to get out of this damned place.
House clenched his jaw and held it rigid for a moment, stilling himself from his pace with a soft pant. His leg was throbbing now again. He hadn't eaten any of that "magical healing soup" today. It was a helpful, if mild, medicine as it were. It wasn't Vicodin, and it sure as hell wasn't helping his leg fight off all the pain, but it reduced some of it. It dulled it to bearable...
Then he continued on, using his new cane as leverage for further momentum. The stupid costume's tail was annoying and he kept hitting his cane with it, but at least he can walk. A few people wandered past him. He glanced at them for a moment, but his gaze lingered and the pang of hunger crept up. His lips twitched and the thought of red, hot fresh meat sounded suddenly very appealing and--
Someone ventured too close; he didn't know who, but he almost felt the urge to suddenly snap at them and take a good chunk to quell his hunger. House stopped walking, and let them pass, resisting that sudden, carnal urge to go prehistoric on their ass. He took a few breathes, calming himself. He looked back at the passing person, oblivious to his inner dilemma. Everyone was pairing up. Right. House pushed on, his lips pulled into that disconcerting frown. Elevators were out, he knew. Something was going on with them.
...
He was going to hate this kid for making him climb all those stairs to get to him.
((OOC: I know I said I'd do this in the morning, Allen-mun, but I don't think I'd be able to get all of THIS in just a span of twenty minutes while getting ready for school. xD So, it's here before morning, ready for ya! LAVI-MUN. COME JOIN THE MADNESS. >D Raptor-House wants your flesh..))
When: After Allen's confusion of too many roomates is settled...and House decides to just room with Allen..
Where: ...An adventure to the D-Floor (the most effed up one so far! :D)
What: Allen is a lonely ghost who needs to room with someone. House is the lonely, miserable raptor bastard who decides to stick with someone he knows. Lavi is thrown into the mix. Mmm, decaying mummy flesh, anyone?
Rating: None so far, perhaps PG/PG-13 just in case?
Warnings: Awkwardness. Oh, and it has House in it. RAPTOR-HOUSE, IN SLOW MO. xD
Okay, so the D-floor. Bloody lovely. If the kid weren't having such problems in getting around, he'd probably have the kid come to him. Maybe he'd just help him get out of the room and drag him back to his room. A-floor wasn't suffering as much, he'd gathered as much. So far, he's read from the forums that the D-floor is currently the most messed up one yet. Blackouts were longer, apparently. The scratching, the grabbing, the noises... They were all more tangible. He'd heard them as well. The faucet was acting up in his bathroom, although the white noise was soon ignored. It was annoying if he focused on it, along with those damned noises. The grunts and zombie nurses, however, he noticed, were long gone.
People talked, of course, about this being a golden opportunity. He didn't blame them. Then again...that announcement was disturbing. It was also a sign that these doctors really were idiots, although he didn't really need any confirmation to assess that. They've been trying to keep a cool grip on everything, but of course, they were going to lose it as soon as some of the bigger idiots they have up there slipped up. He actually had to thank them; this might actually be a perfect opportunity to get out of this damned place.
House clenched his jaw and held it rigid for a moment, stilling himself from his pace with a soft pant. His leg was throbbing now again. He hadn't eaten any of that "magical healing soup" today. It was a helpful, if mild, medicine as it were. It wasn't Vicodin, and it sure as hell wasn't helping his leg fight off all the pain, but it reduced some of it. It dulled it to bearable...
Then he continued on, using his new cane as leverage for further momentum. The stupid costume's tail was annoying and he kept hitting his cane with it, but at least he can walk. A few people wandered past him. He glanced at them for a moment, but his gaze lingered and the pang of hunger crept up. His lips twitched and the thought of red, hot fresh meat sounded suddenly very appealing and--
Someone ventured too close; he didn't know who, but he almost felt the urge to suddenly snap at them and take a good chunk to quell his hunger. House stopped walking, and let them pass, resisting that sudden, carnal urge to go prehistoric on their ass. He took a few breathes, calming himself. He looked back at the passing person, oblivious to his inner dilemma. Everyone was pairing up. Right. House pushed on, his lips pulled into that disconcerting frown. Elevators were out, he knew. Something was going on with them.
...
He was going to hate this kid for making him climb all those stairs to get to him.
((OOC: I know I said I'd do this in the morning, Allen-mun, but I don't think I'd be able to get all of THIS in just a span of twenty minutes while getting ready for school. xD So, it's here before morning, ready for ya! LAVI-MUN. COME JOIN THE MADNESS. >D Raptor-House wants your flesh..))