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[stateofatrophy]

Who: House and YOU
What: Arriving at the castle
When: Today!
Where: The clinic first and later wandering the castle. In your tag, let me know where we're at!
Notes: Actionspam welcome if you prefer

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[longaevus]

"Ah, you're awake." Helen had checked his vitals when she'd seen him appear, glad that he'd 'fallen in' on one of the beds rather than another place in the clinic. His pulse had been steady with everything else seemingly normal - he was asleep. Helen had left him be, continuing to compare the notes that she'd taken from Daisy's autopsy of the creature to hers from the previous day.

She finished what she was writing before saying anything more, placing her pen on top of the papers. It had been a little while since she'd 'welcomed' anyone and this was her first time doing so in person.

"You're neither dreaming nor hallucinating." She'd heard many others question that in the past - even she'd assumed it herself (along with many other things). "In fact everything here is quite real." Impossibly so.

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"Of course, it is." That he was delirious did not make what was happening any less real. He was experiencing it after all. Also, "If it were only a dream, Cuddy would be here in a cheerleading outfit."

Strange, though, that he could not place this woman. The faces of those dreamed were the faces of those encountered in real life, even if just for a second. The brain was not imaginative enough to create a face from nothing. But he had no idea who she was. And he usually had a great eye for faces.

He swung his legs over the side of the bed, pulling out his bottle of Vicodin as he did so. He dropped two of the pills into his palm and raised them to his mouth. After he swallowed them, he looked around.

"Wouldn't happen to have seen my cane, have you?"

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Well, this was going wonderfully. Already she knew a little more than she'd have liked to and it seemed he was already planning on leaving - she hadn't even managed to get to 'Paradisa' yet.

"That one?" Helen pointed to the one leaning against the cabinet behind him. She'd assumed that it was his, given that she hadn't noticed it before he'd arrived and had picked it up after checking on him, standing it against the cabinet for when he awoke.

"You've been brought to a place known as Cair Paradisa, or Paradisa if you're simply referring to the castle itself." She stood from the desk she'd been working at, crossing the room towards the cane and picking it up, although not yet finishing the walk to hand it to him. "No one's entirely certain as to how that's occurred, despite much speculation."

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He held out his hand for the cane until it was apparent she wasn't going to hand it over yet. Instead, using his arms as both support and balance, he stood up. He shifted his weight away from his bad leg, keeping one hand on a nearby chair to keep himself steady. He turned around enough to pick up the journal and wave it at her.

"So I gathered. Informative little thing. You might want to think about setting up an index, though. It's a bit of information overload at the moment. Not to mention most people can't be bothered to read more than a paragraph at a time."

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"There's another solution to that - actually listening when people give you information." She'd read it herself but believing it until she was actually told, and shown, much of it? It didn't happen.

"Not everything you read there is something to believe, also - there can be as much deception as there is truths, given that it's our words that appear." She took a couple of steps forward, handing his cane to him. "I'd be careful about leaving it open, also." Or even where he left it.

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"Nah. Experience already taught me that if I want to learn, I'm better off paying attention to what isn't said." You're a figment of his imagination.You should already know that he already knows that everybody lies. "Thanks for the tip."

[longaevus]

"That works well for many situations." She lived by it often enough. "But there are elements here that can't simply be figured out." And the list seemed to grow on that by the day, and it wasn't quite a 'fill in the gap' sort of puzzle.

"But I can see that my time would be wasted giving you anything more." She clearly couldn't be trusted. Stepping back Helen returned to her desk, pretending to look more interested in her comparisons again - she'd tell him if he chose to ask, but you couldn't force words onto those that wouldn't listen.

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He took the journal with him. Instead of heading for the door, he approached the desk.

"Any interesting places around here?"

[longaevus]

"That would depend on your definition of interesting." Helen replied without looking up. There was the rooms in the castle, few 'interesting' on most peoples scales and then the town also - and everything further from it.

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"I'll take anything even remotely distracting." Déjà vu. It's like talking to Cuddy.

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Helen thought for a moment, only then looking up. “The castle recently ‘reorganised’ itself.” Given that there’d been far more floors when she’d arrived to how many there were now… it was a little bit of an understatement.