ext_309159 ([identity profile] threeweapons.livejournal.com) wrote in [community profile] fandom_clinic2005-10-04 04:26 pm

Monday evening

Alanna sets up shop at the clinic. Her usual platter of lemon bars is balanced on one pile of books and the stack of stickers. She is rather please to see that her pencils are still stuck in the ceiling.

[identity profile] lisacuddy.livejournal.com 2005-10-04 11:39 pm (UTC)(link)
Lisa makes her way into the clinic, grateful to see Alanna.

"Hey, Alanna, no time no see. How are you?"

[identity profile] lisacuddy.livejournal.com 2005-10-04 11:46 pm (UTC)(link)
"God, I'd love one, thanks."

Lisa smiles, keeping her distance a bit, as she still hasn't showered from her bus trip and having her feet be puked on last night.

"I had to go home for a while, but I'm back now for good. Is House around?"

[identity profile] lisacuddy.livejournal.com 2005-10-04 11:49 pm (UTC)(link)
"Shit. He is going to kick my ass. Can you keep a secret?"


[identity profile] lisacuddy.livejournal.com 2005-10-04 11:53 pm (UTC)(link)
Lisa is momentarily startled by Alanna's revelation. "You did? That's... amazing, and kind of awesome."

"Ummm... so, when I left I kind of lost my housing assignment. So now that I am back I've been squatting in the clinic. But House is like a fucking bloodhound, as soon as he shows up he'll know in a minute through some bizarre, tiny clue. I was hoping without me to yell at him, he's avoided the clinic, and I could stay here. Shit, shit, shit."

[identity profile] lisacuddy.livejournal.com 2005-10-05 12:01 am (UTC)(link)
"Really? Are you sure? That would be perfect. At this point I would kill a puppy with my bare hands for a shower and a real bed. I have no problems with the food or the sword, and whoever you decide to hang out with is cool by me, you are one of the only people I trust around here a lot of the time. I'm pretty organized, and I'm not home enough to bug anyone anyway. Thank you, Alanna, you are a lifesaver."

[identity profile] lisacuddy.livejournal.com 2005-10-05 12:08 am (UTC)(link)
"Oh, no, I was kidding about the puppies! I have no problems with animals. Well, I'm not terribly enthralled with the gremlins...

Don't touch the candle, do eat the food. I can do that."

Lisa takes the key and smiles. "Thank you, again. I'm going to go throw my stuff *she gestures to a large military duffle sandwiched underneath a cot* in the room and get myself cleaned up before I'm declared a biohazard and forced to leave school for good. I'll see you later?"