Clinic Hours - Monday January 23rd 2006

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It was one of those mornings, where he woke up, edgy and restless probably as a result of the nightmare from the previous evening. Whatever the cause, Wilson hit the floor already wound up and going at 150%.

Dressed in his old worn jeans, a red t-shirt with a flannel shirt overtop he swung into the Clinic, carrying a cup of coffee from the perk and a bag of supplies he’d picked up from the Town Clinic when he’d stopped in to flip the ‘On Call’ light on. Dropping a set of CDs into the player, ranging from Afro Celt Sound Systems to NINs, he stripped down to just the t-shirt and jeans, before going to the supply cabinet and digging out the small box of tools they kept there.

In short order the celtic tones with deep drum bass line of the ACSS was thumping through the Clinic, mixing with the sounds of a ratchet and the sloshing of water and cleaning chemicals.

Yep it was that time again a full tear up the exam rooms and strip clean them to within an inch of their lives. Feel free to interrupt him; you might just have to shout over the music to get his attention.

Doctor on duty…just follow the sound singing.

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Get his attention

[dr-jwilsonmd.livejournal.com]

He's around in one of the rooms somewhere. Safe bet is to follow the sound of singing, which Wilson can claim to be quite good at.

Re: Get his attention

[lovechildblair.livejournal.com]

Blair slipped quietly into the clinic, checking to see if people were around. He placed a small pot of dirt (http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a144/footontheground/LS020539a.jpg) and a bag of cookies (http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a144/footontheground/42ChocChipbag.jpg) on the counter with a note.

Dr. House,
I'm really sorry that your leg was hurting the other day and that I bothered you.
The pot has a seed in it, my mom always said that communing with nature was relaxing and revitalizing, so maybe it will help if you talked to it or something. These are some cookies from the party Angel had last night, and I read that chocolate has pain relieving properties. I don't know how much chocolate chip cookies will help, but they are very yummy.
I really hope you feel better,
Blair

Re: Get his attention

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[ooc: If you want to have been in and gone without notice, let me know and I'll kill this tag. :)]

Wilson was in mid bounce, from one room to the next. A screwdriver in his hand, he paused and swung back as he spied the telling hair of one Blair Sandburg.

"Blair!" He called out cheerfully.

Re: Get his attention

[lovechildblair.livejournal.com]

Blair cringed and turned around, and sighed when he saw who it was.

"Hey, Dr. Wilson! You're not sick anymore!"

Re: Get his attention

[dr-jwilsonmd.livejournal.com]

Technically speaking, Wilson wouldn't go that far as he was still dealing with the flu having moved into his chest but OTC drugs and manic energy were good things!

"Might have to give you a medical degree yet." He grinned impishly as he walked up towards the counter, looking at the little pot and the cookies, he thought back to some of the words he'd rained down upon House's hapless head yesterday, inwardly smiling as his claims were proven out.

"For Dr. House? He'll appreciate these, Blair."

Re: Get his attention

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Blair looked at the screwdriver in the doctor's hand. "I may not have a degree...but that doesn't look like something you should be using in here."

Blair looked at his gift on the counter. "I hope so, man."

Re: Get his attention

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Wilson gave the screwdriver a deft twirl and smiled. "It is when you're dismantling equipment to clean it."

Slidingthe screwdriver into the pocket of his jeans, Wilson reached to move the pot and the cookies to a safer location behind the counter.

"He could really use the pick me up, Blair and I think these will do just the trick, particularly coming from you."

Re: Get his attention

[lovechildblair.livejournal.com]

Blair grinned. "As long as you're not dismantling people! Why the clean up, just spring cleaning?"

Blair shrugged and mumbled, "I doubt it"

Re: Get his attention

[gotcanewillpoke.livejournal.com]

He fished a red lolly pop out of the drawer, and stuck it in his mouth. Two more for his pocket, and he noticed the pot and the cookies and the note from Blair. He sighed as he read it, remembering only vagually how he'd snapped at the kid. He scratched the back of his neck, but rather than feel sorry for himself, he followed the sound of Wilson's singing to Exam Three.

He shook his head at the oncologist, and considered throwing one of the extra lollys at his head, but decided after yesterday, that probably wasn't such a good idea. Instead he cleared his throat and tapped his cane on the door frame because it would make more noise than the floor.

Re: Get his attention

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"Hate to say I told you soooo." Wilson was singing right along with the music, lost in his little world of cleaning but the tap of a cane on the doorframe caught his attention and he hopped around with a blink.

"Oh! Hey there." The oncologist smiled a little nervously. "I was...ah...just..." A graceful handwave encompassed the room...hell, House would know what he was up to anyway so that left...

Awkward smile?

Re: Get his attention

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House nodded, blue eyes casually scanning the room. He knew what Wilson was doing, and he appreciated it, because he wasn't going t do it no matter if his leg hurt or not. He probably wouldn't do it even if he didn't have an uissue with his leg.

"Did you, ah, see Blair? He left cookies and a plant up front." So much easier to start with something arbitrary.

Re: Get his attention

[dr-jwilsonmd.livejournal.com]

Well...sorta arbitrary.

Flipping off the music, Wilson moved to sit on the neatly made exam bed, looking at his friend.

"I did. Caught him slinking through. Had a bit of a talk with him. He was thinking he'd done something to cause you to be mad at him. He thought he was responsible for you being unhappy. I...was vague but I explained a bit to him, assured him that wasn't the case and that if he were to stop by later today...you'd like to thank him for his gifts."

Wilson wasn't cruel...not like yesterday but there was a hint of steel in his tone...a reminder to House that it was one thing to be a shit with adults and even with well aged teenagers...quite another then to be a shit with a 14 year old kid.

Re: Get his attention

[gotcanewillpoke.livejournal.com]

Definitely not as arbitrary as he'd thought. He nodded and moved in to the room. He didn' sit, but leaned n his cane.

"He...He caught me at a bad time. I know it's not an excuse. I know I shouldn't have been here at all." No point in saying he thought he could deal with it, thought he could handle it, whatever it was. Wilson would only tear the sentiment apart, and even though House knew he probably deserved that, he didn't want to go there.

"If he doesn't come back before I headoff, I'll call him." Not exactly an apology, but an admission of guilt. He knew he'd been irrational, and the blame was on him.

Re: Get his attention

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Wilson nodded and he gave House a warmer smile.

"He adores you. He's just scared he's done something wrong and I know it's not like you but...you need to make a little bit of an effort or he'll slink off thinking he's just a pest and a bother to you."

Re: Get his attention

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House tapped his cane against his foot.

"I know. And I don't want him thinking that. He's a good kid. These kids are getting to me, I actually care what they think."

He took a deep breath and set the cane on the ground to lean on it. "I want you to get the Vicodin out of the lock up. Lock it up somewhere else. Flush it, for all I care. I think I've only prescribed it once, we don't use it much. Demerol's just as effective for most people. I just can' have those pills sitting around."

The Counselor is In

[susanofnarnia.livejournal.com]

Susan is seriously considering holding that Carnival at this point. In only to be sure the students know she's available for counseling, if they need it.

Re: The Counselor is In

[gotcanewillpoke.livejournal.com]

After his talk with Wilson, House stood outside Suan's office for several minutes before he lifted his cane, shifted his hand, and knocked with the handle.

Re: The Counselor is In

[susanofnarnia.livejournal.com]

Susan opened the door with one hand, while trying to keep a stack of folders from falling with the other. "Oh! Hello, Dr. House. Come in. Can I help with something?"

Re: The Counselor is In

[gotcanewillpoke.livejournal.com]

House nodded, and rubbed his lips together. "I, ah, I wanted to make an appointment. I know you, ah, you're here mostly for the kids, but, I need someone to talk to."

Re: The Counselor is In

[susanofnarnia.livejournal.com]

Susan's eyes widened, and she said, "Certainly. My schedule is still quite free, as of yet. Can I ask what this is regarding?" She moved away from the door. "Have a seat. I'll get my calendar out, and we can set a time."

Re: The Counselor is In

[gotcanewillpoke.livejournal.com]

House stayed near the door for a moment, then crossed into the room and sat in one of the chairs. He angled his cane to rest against his thigh.

"I've had a rough couple of weeks. Months actually. I've got a lot on my mind." He cleared his throat. The scene from yesterday flashed through his mind. He shifted uncomfortably in the chair. "I promised a friend I would talk to someone, and you're right here so I thought I'd give it a shot."

Re: The Counselor is In

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"Well, you're certainly welcome to. I don't want it to cause any awkwardness here at work, though." Susan studied him carefully, and said, "As long as we understand, that your sessions stay within these walls, I think we can do this. This is regarding your injury, I take it. And your recovery."

[threeweapons.livejournal.com]

Alanna half-stormed into the clinic, but somehow managed to avoid slamming face first into any more walls.

DEATH is In

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DEATH can be seen, by those inclined to see, moving about the clinic. He seems to be putting up educational and very... graphic... information posters regarding safe sex and the upcoming holiday. Many of them are poetic in nature and the color scheme of red and pink is bordering on obnoxious. He is wearing his purple beret and his condom robes and is whistling what sounds like a very dirge-like version of "My Sunshine, My Only Sunshine".

Re: DEATH is In

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[[OOC: Susan is sleeping her head off like an ickle baby in one of the exam rooms. Feel free to go and see her, but she'll probably shout incoherently at you.]]