[Dr. Jones, Dr. Jones, Wake Up Now...]

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WHO: Daisya Berry, Yu Kanda, Gregory House
WHAT: Kanda needs surgery!
WHERE: House's house... o_O
WHEN: Middle of the night

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[sh_hereisgone]

"Sorry," Daisya mumbled. "'m doin' the best I can... ah, here, this won't work." He carefully slipped Kanda off of his back, then lifted her up with one arm near her shoulders and one under her knees. "It'll hurt less. Put your arms around my neck an' it'll be fine."

When he was satisfied that he wasn't going to drop her, he headed outside and went straight for Dr. House's place. He only hoped the doctor would be around and willing to help... because he had no idea what to do for his injured friend.

He finally paused in front of the door and shifted Kanda in his arms, then reached out to knock.

[causticguy]

There was only one reason that House was awake when the knock sounded on his door: Schuldig. All right, fine, so it was one reason with a lot of complicated little parts, but at the moment, Glam Rock Boy was right there at the nexus of it all.

Those puzzle pieces, of course, connected up with others, some of which he was closer to fitting together while others…well, it was hard to match up the picture when you didn't know if you were looking at an elbow or an ear. That was why House used his white board at work. Writing things down was just how he worked. But he didn't have a white board here.

What he had instead were his walls. They were papered in stripes of pale yellow and cream, mostly, and House had been shameless about turning them into a de facto note pad. At the moment that the knocking began, he had been contemplating a list of notes and numbers written under the name "Sunshine." He was also particularly uninterested in the prospect of being disturbed.

Damn. Who the hell would be trying to come and see him at this hour

[hiheelboots]

After several minutes of no answer, Kanda snarled deep in his throat before jerking himself out of Daisya's arms. If the other Exorcist tried to offer protest, he shoved it aside, and instead held back the pain as he limped closer to the door and pounded against it with his fist as hard as he could.

It seemed that all of Kanda's frustrations poured out within the impacts to the door; everything from the ball to the fight with that Noah, and now he was stuck in that girl's body with a fucked up knee...

"Dr. House!" he roared enough so that the entire damn neighborhood could probably hear him (he only slightly winced at the sound of Lenalee's voice tearing through his throat-so this was what she sounded like when she was practically homicidal). "DR. HOUSE!!"

[sh_hereisgone]

Daisya cringed and put his hand on his forehead. At least she'd chosen to take her anger out on the door, but damn. House was going to completely ignore them at this rate.

"Stop it," he ordered, grabbing her wrist and holding tight to keep her from hitting the door further. "You're makin' an idiot of yourself, dammit! Calm down an' let me handle it!"

With a sigh, he leaned back and looked at one of the windows. "Dr. House, it's Daisya," he called. "An'... ah, Lenalee. She needs help... please?"