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[truth_sometimes]

House has a hospital nowIf you want him, he'll be inside, limping around inspecting things. Any expired meds get thrown in the trash. He's also got a list of machines that need looking-at. Wherever Fluffy Teleportation Guy got this place, he's impressed. The building is small but well equipped

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[eureka_bell]

Strange new hospital onna farm! Of course he's going to go and investigate it.

Presently, Steve walks in on House doing his Housey thing. "Oh! Sorry. Thought I was the only one in here."

[truth_sometimes]

ee wheely chair eeee oh wait people?

"Well," he says, raising his eyebrows at Steve and stopping his spin by way of application of cane to desk, "you were wrong. What do you want?"

[eureka_bell]

"A dirty great hospital appeared on my back door," Steve explains. "Thought I'd make sure it didn't have any hideous monsters in it, eh?"

He's only half-joking.

[truth_sometimes]

"Thank the Irish guy. The one who needs a comb."

Thoughtful look.

"Hey, did you say at the meeting you fix things?"

[serinusniger]

Dinah's mental response on seeing the new building would be one of OMGWTFHOSPITAL.

Her physical response is to head straight in.

"Hello?"

[truth_sometimes]

House has trouble with stairs.

So of course, when he hears someone at the door, he curses the fact that he's reached the middle landing.

Up will take too long. How about down?

Cane under arm, shuffle shuffle, lean, sliiiiiiiiide ow ow ow done.

"Hello," he says, limping around the corner as though nothing undignified has just happened. "What do you want?"

Grouchiness just comes naturally to him. It's a thing.

[serinusniger]

Oh great. The jerk from the meeting.

"Just wondering if you'd found any red shoes under this place, and if so, could I have them?"

Hey, they're in Kansas. Someone had to make the joke.

[truth_sometimes]

"Sorry, I make it a habit not to deal with witches. Not even when they're dressed like hookers."

[misterbunny]

"Primitive." The Bunny is peering at one of them fun little heartbeat monitors and shaking his little Bunny head. "Pathetic, really."

[truth_sometimes]

"Hey, I'm the only one who's allowed to be a condescending asshole in this hospital."

[misterbunny]

The Bunny kicks the machine, before turning his attention to House. "But yer equipment sucks. Ya can't even cure cancer with shit this old."

[truth_sometimes]

"If you break my equipment, I will get you banned from this farm," says House in his best mocking-the-idiot voice. "You want this hospital curing cancer? Go find a cure and bring it here. Otherwise, shut the hell up and get out of my building."

[not_a_dragon]

There may be a sleepyShay wandering into the hospital.

"Hey, Grumps." He waves as he passes. "Everything got here okay?"

[truth_sometimes]

"Yep. I have a wheely chair and everything."

[not_a_dragon]

Shay looks considerably more alert.
"A wheely chair? Are there any more?"

[truth_sometimes]

"I might be able to hook you up with one or two."

[no_devo_quotes]

Big places that show up overnight are always grounds for suspicion.

Although this place isn't as big as Dracula's castle, and seems to be rather less inhabited.

But it looks weird, and Sonia has not gotten as far as she has in life by not investigating suspicious things!

(One might argue that she would have had a less eventful and unpleasant life had she been encouraged to restrain such investigative tendencies, but she would not listen.)

Thus, there is a young blonde in a leotard poking at things with a coiled whip and frowning in bafflement.

[truth_sometimes]

House limps around the corner and scowls.

"Great. If you break that, I'm making you pay for it."

Apocalypse? Bah. He can make her pay ANYWAYS. Somehow. House wants no logic; House needs no logic!

[no_devo_quotes]

I WAS TOUCHING NOTHING! NOTHING!

She squints at him before, satisfied that he's not some manner of witch or other demonically-inclined person, relaxing into her usual tough-gal set.

"What is this stuff, anyway?"

[truth_sometimes]

"Medical equipment."

He's not going to get more specific to anyone ignorant enough to poke it with a whip.