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Day Twenty-One - He's Going to think Dami's Always in Charge

Feb 22, 2009 01:09

Who: Gregory House
Where: MedLab
When: Noonish
Rating: PG-13 at least, most like. He has a dirty mouth. ...That is not code.

Status: Closed / Finished
Summary: Dr. Gregory House appears in the MedLab under the impression that he is in a delusion. He is greeted by Simon, who is confused by his presence. After a bit of snark and awkwardness, House ( Read more... )

simon tam, @medlab, gregory house, *day 21

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imeantosay February 22 2009, 07:19:16 UTC

Simon looked up from where he'd been rearranging things for the fifteenth time and blinked. People didn't usually just ... show up in the middle of the lab like that.

"Uh ... hello?" he ventured, "Can I help you?"

He hadn't seen anyone wander in or heard the door close and he would have sworn there wasn't anyone there before. So he must be a new arrival then, or something. He was a little unsure on that point, and the young doctor's brow furrowed.

itsneverlupis February 22 2009, 08:53:27 UTC

House turned his head and spotted Simon. He was momentarily confused, and not entirely sure what to do, so there was a brief pause while he contemplated. Then he pocketed the Vicodin, and decided to go along with this hallucination. See what came of it.

"Have a patient," he said, starting to limp toward Simon. "Presented with a broken ankle which was caused by her falling unconscious while trying to help fat people become more pretty. She passed out from the exhaustive effort," he paused, smirking slightly at Simon's expression before he continued - the last time, well the last couple of times, that he'd hallucinated, it had been so that he could properly diagnose, right? - "Over the course of her treatment, the patient developed loss of muscular and nerve control throughout her body and," he paused. Oh, the irony. "...hallucinations."

He grinned a bit, stopping his slow limp toward Simon. "Differential diagnosis," he said with an upwards nod.

He looked around a bit. No whiteboard. Oh well. He'd make do.

imeantosay February 22 2009, 09:19:58 UTC

He took a half step back and paused, gaping a little, eyes narrowing slightly. Differential diagnosis? Was he a med student again? He swallowed thickly, feeling pressured.

"Uh, brain tumor?" he ventured, one hand waving in the air as if grasping for answers, "CMS lymphoma?" He shook his head. "Wait a minute, who are you?"

Because there was no patient here with those symptoms and he didn't need to be grilled like this about something like that by someone he didn't even know.

itsneverlupis February 23 2009, 06:36:32 UTC

He reached out with his cane to swat at Simon's shins. "We ruled those out with the MRI. Pay attention," he said calmly.

He turned away from Simon then - he'd misinterpreted the point of the hallucination, then. Maybe it was just a random firing if synapses.Maybe he'd doped himself up on a bit too much morphine and forgotten about it - not like that hadn't happened before.

He ignored the question. Not because he didn't want to answer, but because giving Simon that answer wouldn't be interesting. He chose instead to take in his surroundings more fuller. He was in a lab of sorts - a pretty high class one, from the looks of things. He picked up a scalpel off one of the tables and turned it in his hands curiously.

"Nice place you've got here," he remarked.

He assumed it was Simon's lab - the man had proven he was a Doctor, if an incompetent one. And since he hadn't seen any proof otherwise, he was going to stick with that assumption for the moment. Besides, it was just a dream - not like it mattered.

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