[Locked to the rooftoppers, please. The Dean could stop by...Basically, closed to traume for now]

[gotcanewillpoke.livejournal.com]

Dr House was in the clinic, waiting for any and all of the kids from the botched Rooftop Beautifucation Project to show up for their gremlin testing, as per the Dean. Dean Bristow had told him to use water or sprite, not the actual gremlin spittle, but House didn't like the whole idea of lying to those kids. They trusted him, and he'd put himself on the line to defend and protect them. Lying to them at this point just seemed wrong.

House sighed and looked up at Alanna's pencil collectoin in the ceiling. The girl had a good throw, as far as h could tell, not one of the pencils had fallen yet. He sighed again and rubbed his face. He dug his crossword puzzle book out of his desk, but couldn't concentrate on it. Same with his video games, even the yo-yo. Another sigh and he leaned back in his chair, feet propped up on the desk.


[OOC: While this post is closed to student and faculty trauma, the clinic itself is open...*nodnod*]

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[chasingangela]

Angela walks into the clinic, more than a little afraid. She doesn't really believe House would hurt her ... but she isn't sure how much she wants to bet on that.

"So. Gremlin testing," she says, feigning calm. "How do we start?"

[gotcanewillpoke.livejournal.com]

"We should probably wait for the others to get here, so we're all on the same schedule. Don't you think?" House looks at her intensely. He doesn' think she'll object, though she probably just wants to get it done, over with.

[chasingangela]

Grateful, Angela nods. "Sure. It's probably, like, less work for you that way."

House's eyes make her a little self-conscious. They're even bluer than Rory's or Jordan's, and I bet he sees more through them, she thinks as she takes a seat.

[gotcanewillpoke.livejournal.com]

"You play video games or anything?" House pulled ihs portable game out of his desk, may as well offer her something to help keep her mind off things.

[mparkerceo.livejournal.com]

Parker gives him a 'are you on crack?' look.

[gotcanewillpoke.livejournal.com]

House gives her an amused look and offers her a red lollypop.


[OOC: Testing hread ehre (http://www.livejournal.com/community/fandom_clinic/21810.html?thread=656690#t656690)]

[swerval_zero]

*follows Angela into the lab* Right, let's just get this the squall over with.

[chasingangela]

"Hey, Zero. Video game?" Angela says, indicating the game the doctor is offering. "I'm not sure I'm in the mood."

[swerval_zero]

I'm afraid I never was much for the video games.

[mparkerceo.livejournal.com]

Parker's hair was no longer pink, and she was no longer limping, but she didn't look any happier than she had on Sunday night.

"Can I just say how *wrong* it would be to give me a high dosage of this stuff?"

[chasingangela]

"Hi Parker," Angela says. "Hey, I didn't know Rory was your pet." She rolls her eyes. "It's so, like, girlfighty."

[mparkerceo.livejournal.com]

"Sign up to be my pet, and get a free diamond collar with your leash." Parker rolls her eyes. "Maia has excellent graphic skills. And an amazing ability to find a phrase and work it to death."

[chasingangela]

"The diamonds, like, almost tempt me," Angela says. She shakes her head. "I don't even care about this election, but I don't see how implying Rory, Alanna, Elizabeth and Anya are these little robots is any better than that Belthazor ad. Plus, it's not even true."

[mparkerceo.livejournal.com]

"Thank you!" Parker sighs. "I'm so sick of it. I wish elections for the Council were tomorrow, instead of the Homecoming ones today. If I'd known it would've been this big a headache, I would've just worked out a way to shove the other candidates in Locker 327 before the debates."

She snorts. "Anya a robot would explain one or two things and bring up many, many other questions. And the other three have been campaigning their asses off."

"What did you think of the debates?"

[chasingangela]

"It was really boring until the random muffin man and tree questions started. Then it was funny." She considers for a moment. "Mostly, people sounded pretty good, I guess. I'm not sure it changed any minds, though."

"And Anya might actually be a robot, but if she is, whoever programmed her has a weird sense of humor and I want to meet him and thank him."

[mparkerceo.livejournal.com]

"Damn. we couldn't figure out how to get some of our questions past the moderator. Otherwise, it would've been... interesting."

"Riiiight there with you," Parker laughs. "I got sucked into dress shopping with her. The woman is *frighteningly* good with money. And I say that as someone who comes from a long line of corporate robber barons."

[swerval_zero]

I may be able to correct that tonight.

[mparkerceo.livejournal.com]

"Oh, reeeeally." Parker thinks, then grins. "Oh, that's right. Angelus's shindig." She sobers. "You're not going by yourself, are you? Because I don't think that would be any definition of the word 'safe.'"

[swerval_zero]

I promise to stick close to people who won't kill me. Unless you want to come with.

[mparkerceo.livejournal.com]

Parker shudders. "No, thank you. I'm not running for anything, and damned if I'm going to get into an ideological debate with a serial killer. Any of the serial killers on that ticket, actually. I'm going to finish off my Homecoming outfit, then actually do some homework."




_{[ooc: And am still in the Hathor thing, and have a thing for Homecoming I have to get ready, and Anya and I are still shopping, and... yeah, I have to kill my wife and frame Guilder for it. Am swamped!]}

[swerval_zero]

All right. I'll let you know if I'm still alive in the morning.

(ooc: Have fun storming the castle!)

[chasingangela]

"I'm going. Just out of curiosity. Rory promised she knew where to run and hide if things got too scary and Marty will probably be armed anyhow."

[mparkerceo.livejournal.com]

"Right. Stay in a group. Those guys are downright mean, but they don't seem to coordinate well. Their campaign has been even more diffuse than ours. And yeah, good idea. Do you want a gun? Or hey, just my holy water pistol?"

[chasingangela]

"I'm hoping I can just, like, pretend to be invisible. No thanks, I have pepper spray."

[mparkerceo.livejournal.com]

Parker glares. "Take a big group. And call me! Jeez. And don't eat the food, those guys are the types to drug it."

[swerval_zero]

Okay, okay. You worry too much, Parker.

[swerval_zero]

Hey, Pinkie. *why, yes, the nickname is going to stick*

[mparkerceo.livejournal.com]

Parker glares half-heartedly. "Lavendar Blonde. Know any good death marches?"

[swerval_zero]

Why Parker, I don't know what you could possibly mean. *sunny smile* Remember: kill me, more work for you.

[mparkerceo.livejournal.com]

Parker mutters, "This is why I was glad to be a spoiled only child," under her breath, and makes a face at Zero.

[swerval_zero]

*sticks her tongue out at Parker*

[chasingangela]

"You are such a little sister," Angela tells Zero. "Though I bet you got more attention than my sister Danielle does."

[swerval_zero]

I am, I really am.

[ihatedenmark.livejournal.com]

*Hamlet wanders in, hair still bleached, and looking petulant.*

May as well get this ordeal over with...

[gotcanewillpoke.livejournal.com]

House glances at the kids. "Well, looks like the gang's all here," he says with a sigh. He stands and taps his cane on the floor. "Who's first?" His intese blue eyes look pointedly from one to the next, attempting to make eye contact with each of them.

[chasingangela]

After a few moments, Angela steps forward a little ruefully. "I was the one who noticed the gremlin spit, so I guess it should be me," she says, wincing.

[gotcanewillpoke.livejournal.com]

House nods, glance sweeping once again over the other terrified kids. Kids that came to him initially because they backed themselves in to a corner, and thought he might help them get out of it. The plan had more or less backfired. But he'd stood his ground with the Dean, he'd stood up for those kids and he wasn't going to let them down now.

He scratched his head, fully aware he was acting out of character. He didn't do this sort of thing often. Or without feeling very strongly about it.

"Stop. Here's the deal. The Dean knows the gremlin spit is a cover up. He tried to get me to rat you out. I didn't. I stuck with your story, and now I have to chaperone Homecoming. You kids owe me big. You all pretty much owe me your first borns, except I don't want them. I'm not going to expose you to gremlin spit. I'm not going to do any kind of testing on you. I'm not a research scientist, I'm a doctor. So, you owe me, And one way you can repay me right now is to get out of my clinic."

[chasingangela]

As soon as she's sure he's serious, a grin breaks over Angela's face, and she forces herself to stop its spread and look appropriately grateful. "Thank you, Dr. House. If I can ever make it up to you, let me know."

And then she grabs her backpack and is out the door.

[swerval_zero]

*Stares wide-eyed at House for a moment, then follows Angela's excellent example and flees.*

[mparkerceo.livejournal.com]

"Should've seen that coming thank you very much good-bye!" Parker blurts as she rushes out, relieved beyond all measure.

(He's still getting coffe from her, though.)

[gotcanewillpoke.livejournal.com]

((He's holding her to that))