Sunday twilight: House

Nov 19, 2006 22:04

The Doctor didn't usually throw parties: he crashed them. (It had come to the point where he considered himself as Probably Invited Anyway If They Knew Me, and with that attitude, one could bullshit one's way in and out of anywhere ( Read more... )

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misanthrope_md November 20 2006, 04:10:25 UTC
"You look like shit," House said cheerfully.

He was sitting on the ground outside the treehouse, leaning against the wall by the door and smoking a joint.

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sortofaman November 20 2006, 04:14:03 UTC
"And good afternoon to you too, mon," the Doctor replied in his best Bob Marley, subconsciously trying to fix his hair and failing. He pointedly didn't touch his jaw. Best House not know. "Been a busy day."

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misanthrope_md November 20 2006, 04:19:00 UTC
Well, even a little high, House was nothing if not observant.

"Apparently so! I hope the other guy looks worse. Well, the face anyway. Afraid there's nothing to be done for your hair."

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sortofaman November 20 2006, 04:22:32 UTC
Apparently, there was no avoiding it. The Doctor let out a long sigh and stared at House for a while, before saying, "Except for the eyebrows, he's fine. I didn't hit back."

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captainjack November 20 2006, 15:19:57 UTC
Jack came down from his room very late in just his jeans looking rather well-shagged. The sounds of the woman had faded and Jack had waited until she was asleep before coming down to find something to eat. He was famished.

As he rubbed his eyes, he smiled at the Doctor whose hair was a source of nonstop amsement.

"Hey. Hi," he said.

[I know I'm late. I'm sooo sick. Forgive me? *is cute*]

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sortofaman November 20 2006, 17:52:35 UTC
"Hey. Good afternoon?" the Doctor said, glad that there was no more sex noise. He had no idea who it was, and that was probably best. He rubbed his jaw a little, then winced.

((No problem. This was for House to find out about the punch, and we could have just handwaved.))

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captainjack November 20 2006, 17:56:25 UTC
Jack looked t his wist, the watch long gone, and laughed. "Is it pm or am?" he asked as he grabbed a banana. "We kind of lost track of time...but yeah. It's been good."

He took an enormous bite and pointed to the wincing and rubbing. "Wha ha-henned?"

[Handwaving is good. We got the go ahead so the Doctor needs to know for plotty.]

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sortofaman November 20 2006, 18:00:49 UTC
"It's five thirty, Jack. PM," the Doctor said, looking slightly exhausted. "I've been running around delivering invites for Wednesday. Between that and this morning, I'm knackered."

He paused, looked hesitant, and then said, "I was punched. By one James Wilson, MD."

((I'd kinda like to know what the plot is first...))

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