Fire filled the air it seemed as something fell from the sky. No one could see what it was save for the fact that it was fire or something on fire. But soon enough it hit the ground in the middle of the beach, fire expanding out though not touching anything. Never touching anything. A few people scattered simply from the heat or from the fact that ( Read more... )

Maybe it was time to see how far one could get away from this hotel. Lord knew she didn't want to be anywhere near it with House there. Or with anyone there for that matter. And after what James had told her about the weird people ( Read more... )

After a long, hard day at the hospital… well, two or three long days at the hospital, if she was going to be perfectly honest with herself… Cuddy was practically giddy over the thought of finally getting a break. Some kind soul had bought her a gift card to some fancy spa for Christmas, and this was the first day she was actually going to have a ( Read more... )

Life as she knew it was better. Maybe. Everything was falling into place. Which meant she seriously had nothing to worry about. She'd decided on a vacation away from the every day life of things. Something she seriously needed. Something that would just ease away the aches and pains of what had become her life. Though the moment she walked into the ( Read more... )

Sitting on the front desk is a vase of red dahlias and yellow daffodils, a plain red tie wrapped around it instead of the usual bow. Taped to the base is a not scribbled on one of Wilson's perscription pad.

Wilson -- enjoy your newfound freedom. Wear a damn tie I can't make fun of, for once.House is sitting off to the side, on one of the couches, ( Read more... )

After his shift, James Wilson (Boy Wonder Oncologist) heads for home. Or at least the hotel he's been calling home for quite some time now. The thought that he should maybe consider looking into an apartment, which, while not quite as convenient, would certainly be cheaper in the long run is really quite rudely interrupted by the realization that ( Read more... )

*Enter a man in a lab coat, looking mildly perplexed. He has no idea where he is, or how he got here, but at least it doesn't look like the worst place to be lost. Oceanfront hotel, huh? Then this isn't Princeton. That could be a problem ( Read more... )

House started scribbling on his whiteboard.

GROWTHS IN LUNGS
POSSIBLE PSYCHOSIS
CHEST RATTLES WHEN HE BREATHES
COUGH
UNKNOWN BLOODTYPE

He tapped the marker against his chin, waiting for the rest of his team to show up.

OOC: Open to all House puppets. Chase, Cameron, Wilson -- hell, if Cuddy wants to come say hi, feel free XD

House knocked on Wilson's door, a pathetically thin case folder in his hand. John Constantine had come into the clinic this morning with a bad cough. They'd run some blood tests, scanned his lungs, and the assumption at the moment was fairly advanced cancer. But House wanted to doublecheck with the resident cancer expert.

He knocked again, and

There was always something to be done around the hospital, and Wilson always seemed like the one to do it. It didn't matter if it was in his department or not, because Wilson knew he was the go-to guy. He liked to think it was his charming smile and winning personality, but he was starting to wonder if it was because he was a push-over. Well, ( Read more... )