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He'd had a comfortable dinner with Wilson, then retired to the small apartment with Cash. Cash had taken a while to settle down, preferring to run around the apartment and pester House to throw his ball for him. The pair had finally collapsed in the bed, sometime after midnight.

House swung open the clinic doors just after 8 am. He was showered and shaved and breakfasted. Cash had eaten and romped out in the courtyard. It was a rare morning for House, and the clinic was the last place he wanted to be, but there he was. At the desk, sucking on a red lolly while Cash played with the ball at his feet.

Dr is in. Coffee is brewing, Johnny Cash is singing to the waiting room. Come on in. He is still taking blood samples, if anyone is willing to give

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Susan got in early, opened up her office, then went back out to met her new colleagues. Hopefully, no one would need her services today, since it was the first week of school. Still, she was ready if they did.

In the meantime, she needed to find out who Martin Luther King was. And why did he have his own day?

_{[back in 2-3 hours-- wanted to establish Susan as here. Students, feel free to stop by and say hi, she'll get back to you. House? back in a bit, SP okay.]}

House was at the desk when she came in. He watched her, but didn't speak except to call Cash back to him when the puppy charged for her feet. he really needed to break Cash of the feet thing. He could see that being a real issue when the puppy got bigger.

He stood when she emerged from the office, but didn't move toward her. He crunched his red lolly and tossed the stick into the waste can under his desk.

"Dr Pevensie, I presume. Dr Wilson told me you would be here."

[OOC: No worries. I'm heading off to see Glory Road, and will BBL]

"Dr. House, and likewise." Susan smiled and held out her hand, then laughed at the puppy. "Hello again, Cash. I see you're having a good day."

At some point, the Clinic phone rang.

Alanna settled herself in a chair and began to read her notes for class. Faithful napped on her lap.

Dr. House not being there at the moment, Susan answered. "Fandom High Clinic. Dr. Pevensie speaking."

"Hello?" Susan came out of her office after finishing up some paperwork during first period, and smiled at Alanna, then tensed, and forced herself to relax, when she saw Faithful. "Are you one of the clinic assistants? I'm Dr. Pevensie, the new school counselor."

Sick and not feeling at all swift enough to put a name to the female voice on the line, Wilson stared at the phone for a moment before croaking painfully.

"Is Dr. House available?"

Alanna glanced up from her reading, absent-mindedly petting Faithful. "Pleasure to meet, Dr. Pevensie. Faithful told me there was a new doctor, I hope he didn't starte you too much, ma'am. I'm Alanna Trebond."

"I'm sorry, no, he stepped out for a moment. But he should be back shortly." Susan frowned. "Dr. Wilson? You sound terrible." She could just barely recognize his voice.

"Ah, you're Faithful's Alanna." Susan nodded and said, "And no, he didn't startle me too much." Considering he's the first Talking Animal I've seen in twenty years. "I hope you're also doing well, Faithful."

"Theoretically, it's Alanna's Faithful, but he sort of forgets that usually, ma'am." Alanna smiled. "I'm pretty sure he's asleep." She poked the black fluff-ball. "Yup, out like a light. Lucky thing. How do you like our school, ma'am?"

"I wasn't sure. Cats so often pretend to be sleeping." Susan smiled. "And so far? I haven't seen much. The buildings are lovely, and the people have been welcoming." If very, very odd in some cases. "Do you like working for Dr. House and Dr. Wilson? Are you interested in becoming a doctor yourself?" Susan leaned against the desk, hoping to get to know the girl, especially if she'd be working in the clinic fairly often.

"Thank you." Wilson intoned a little dryly. "I feel worse. If you could, please leave him a note that I'm dead and will see him in a couple of days. To page me if it's an emergency. He'll understand."

Alanna peered at Faithful. Faithful didn't peer back. "He's asleep. Yes, I do enjoying working for the doctors, contrary to what he might try to say, Dr. House is in fact quite nice, as long as you don't touch his red lolly's." She smiled. "But don't tell him I said that, ma'am. And actually, no, well, I do want to heal, but being a doctor is not my main ambition. I want to be the first female Knight in the past one hundred years, ma'am."

"Of course. Do take care of yourself, and please, don't worry. I'll fill in for you here if necessary."

"I'll keep that in mind about the lollies." Susan blinked as Alanna went on, intrigued in spite of the little voice going, Knight? in the back of her head. "A daunting ambition, that. Why haven't there been any female knights for a hundred years?"

"Because girls aren't as strong as boys and without Immortals to fight, there's no need for women in the military." Alanna recited. "Oh, yeah, I'm not from this world, ma'am. Um, think the fourteenth century, only cleaner and with magic. And everyone thinks I'm a guy."

House wandered out from the apartment right about then, and raised a brow at Susan on the phone. He said nothing, and sat down at the desk, busying himself with paperwork.

Cash wiggled his way closer to Susan and House just shook his head at the puppy and reached for her hand, giving her a firm shake.

"Are you settling in all right? I assume Dr Wilson gave you the grand tour."

"Dr. Wilson is dead. Page him if there's an emergency. He plans on resurrecting himself in a few days." Susan's mouth twitched. "He said you'd understand."

"Yes, he showed me everything I needed. I hope you don't mind, but I already moved my supplies into the Counseling room, and re-arranged the furniture. The place was a bit sterile for my tastes." She smiled, still a little nervous, then bent down to pet Cash. "He said there weren't any outstanding cases at the moment, but that the former counselor left files? Would it be possible to review them?"

House arched a brow but then shook his head. He'd seen Wilson at dinner last night. Had seen the glassy look in his eyes.

"All right. Thank you, Dr Pevensie." House rearranged a couple files on his desk.

"Immortals? So they've disallowed female enrollment, because of a perceived lack of need? Have they only been around for the last hundred years, then?" Susan smiled. "I assumed you weren't, since Dr. Wilson explained we had several students from other... places. What's yours called?" She held her breath, hoping it wouldn't be obvious that she was waiting for something.

"The office is yours, Dr Pevensie. It's your omain. Hire call boys, have orgies, it's really not my concern. Just make sure you pull the blinds overlooking the courtyard."

He blinked up at her. "Jonathan's files are in the filing cabinent in the back office." He pointed, his office had a small records room at the far end. "You should have a key to the office and the cabinent. Second drawer, alphabetical, and coded in yellow folders.

"There was also a counselor in town, a Dr Chenowith. She's no longer practicing, but left her number for refernce, if you should need it." House dug in the desk drawer and produced a business card.

[OOC: Chenowith is no longer approved in game, and therefore this is just to establish that Susan can access her files, if necessary]

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