Day Twenty-Three: Hissy Fit

[milessquared]

Who: Lizzy
Where: Barracks
When: Mid-morning
Rating: PG
Invasion: *grin*

Status: Open / Ongoing
Summary: Do we still do those?

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[itsneverlupis]

House crossed his arms, not really liking that insinuation. "At least I'm new over there. Isn't that the point of this game you nuts are playing? Good guys versus bad guys and she's -" he pointed to Lizzy - "A bad guy if she originated over here."

He didn't really think that. He was just amused by how defensive the both of them were getting over it. Her with her body language - and if this guy wasn't the guardian, then what was he doing watching over someone else's kid? Annoying do-gooders - and Spike with his words.

"Nope!" he said when Spike asked if there was anything that could convince him this wasn't a dream - and that was probably for the best, anyway. If he knew it wasn't a dream... wasn't like he'd take it terribly well.

Lizzy scowled at House, and was close to arguing with him that he was being a stupid head and that he wasn't ever going to wake up because he was really here and not dreaming when Spike apologized for his language. She shook her head to indicate that the apology was largely unnecessary. It wasn't like

[lies_unspoken]

Pey made a face before she shrugged. "I've only seen the girl around. Hardly call her a friend."

She listened to him talk about the place - she'd kind of gotten used to it - and she nodded slightly. "We don't have drugs," she confirmed. "Supposedly the chick with the black wings is a healer. If she's still kicking around here today, she might talk to her about it."

Why she was offering help, she didn't know. Maybe so he'd leave.

[itsneverlupis]

"Yeah, the blond mentioned," he said with a vague wave over his shoulder. "It would help if I didn't need the drugs in order to stalk down the..." he paused, the second part of that statement just sinking in at that point. "...chick with wings," he finished, with an expression that indicated that he was overwhelmed with the mental image and wasn't going to think on it much.

He was disappointed, though only a bit, that she wasn't snarking back at him. Why did he make such boring hallucinations? He nearly whined. Where was Wilson when you needed one? Hell, he'd take any of the little ducklings at this point.

"But who knows? Maybe she'll find me later," he smirked. "I do have that irresistible allure."

[lies_unspoken]

"Yeah, I noticed that about you, right away. The hot, sexy, charming man with a cane, a limp, and an attitude." Pey snorted slightly before she stretched. "I thought everyone from the other side was all sunshine and rainbows and shit."

Well, not everyone. She'd seen Chase in action, after all. It wasn't pretty. It was definitely not sunshine and rainbows. At least, not for those on the receiving end.

Flipping the remote into her hand, she offered it toward him with an arch of a brow. She couldn't really imagine he was digging the nature show she was watching.

[itsneverlupis]

House smirked, and while he knew that she wasn't necessarily being serious, he also knew that the attitude was sexy, and that it really wasn't difficult for him to pick up woman. So she could attempt to make fun all she wanted - he knew he was attractive, and he was damn well going to flaunt it. "Glad you noticed," he said with a smirk. "And no - not all of us are sunshine and rainbows. That's just the morons with magic."

He blinked once in surprise when she handed him the remote - he hadn't even noticed the TV, he'd been focused on the debating. But he raised an eyebrow and nodded his acceptance of it, eyeing her as though waiting for her to change her mind or take it back at the last second and call PSYCH.

Assuming she didn't, he started flipping through the channels, looking for General Hospital. Not really because he wanted to watch it, per say. It was just habit at this point.

[lies_unspoken]

"Morons with magic. Got it. I'll be sure to whip out my anti-rainbow visor next time we're over there," Pey murmured before she arched her back and pushed up to her feet. She'd been hanging around here most of the morning, and she thought it was time to head elsewhere.

"See you," she offered as she started toward the door, wondering if he'd have any parting words, and if it was going to be something she'd have to quip back to.

[itsneverlupis]

He rolled his eyes when she made the rainbow visor comment, and exhaled in mild annoyance when she moved to leave. He wasn't offended - she was clearly either an idiot or she wasn't in the mood for a verbal spar, and in either case he didn't care if she stayed or went. He rolled his shoulders, and jutted his head in her direction when she offered parting words but really, he couldn't care less.

If he was supposed to talk to someone for this part of the dream, someone else would show up. For now, he just wanted to channel surf.