Meeting of the Minds (Active//Closed)

[meester_kennedy]

Characters: Leon, Luis, and House
Location: Luis's lab
Summary: Leon institutes a playdate for our favorite mad scientists
Warnings: Foul language possible, Science content assured

Comments

[notlewis]

It was a good thing Leon spoke up first. Hearing the door open, Luis had already spun around from his desk and had his pistol pointed directly at the opening door. Seeing Leon, he took a deep breath and lowered the gun.

"You're going to scare years off of my life, amigo," he muttered. "Greg House, huh?"

[gimpy_addict]

"In the flesh," he said, limping past Leon and into the apartment, looking around, seeing the other man lowering a gun. He turned back to Leon again. "He's not going to shoot me, is he? I've been shot before. It's not fun. And this time, I don't have a crack medical team around me to save me, so it would be considerably less survivable." He turned to the man with the gun, looking him over.

"Are you sure he's a scientist? He looks a little too...Fabio-esque. Except without the good looks."

[notlewis]

Luis set the gun off to the side now that he was pretty sure he wouldn't end up having to shoot anybody. "Hey, amigo, don't judge a book by its cover," he said. "It is possible to be devastatingly good looking along with being devastatingly smart, you know."

He paused, grinning smugly. "Rare, but possible. What can I do for you?"

[gimpy_addict]

"It's hard to be considered a book when all you have for pages is unusually wafty hair," House replied, coming further into the apartment. He looked around again, noticing all the various sundry things that the Spainiard collected.

"I heard you were doing research on this infection that comes from the crab bites. I'm interested."