http://gotcanewillpoke.livejournal.com/ ([identity profile] gotcanewillpoke.livejournal.com) wrote in [community profile] fandom_clinic2006-02-01 06:29 am

Wednesday February 1, 2006

He opens the clinic around 10 am, puts a pot of hazelnut coffee on to brew, and a soft jazz CD on the stereo system.

He fishes a red lolly pop out of the desk drawer, then commences to going throug the drawers. There's not much, really. He's made sure of that with his periodic and impulsive cleaning sprees. He found the box of pens Wilson had ordered long ago, that he'd retrieved out of the trash after one of his fits of total destruction. He sighed and stashed the flimsy plastic container in his shoulder bag.

There wasn't much else worth keeping, but he put what little there was in a small box. The desk in he office was much the same, and the box he'd filled was light enough that he could manage it back to his apartment. He set to work on reorganising the filing cabinent in the office, because it was something to do to pass the time.


Doctor is in and available, though on SP until after 3pm est. Assistants were welcome to pick up a thread. Come bleed, steal coffee, or say goodbye. Friday will be Dr House's last day in the clinic

[identity profile] mparkerceo.livejournal.com 2006-02-02 12:07 am (UTC)(link)
Parker took it, trying to hide her surprise, and said, "Oh. Well, that's-- good?" She opened the wrapper, and gave the lollipop a lick. "Today's my hundreth day without cigarettes. In case you were wondering."

[identity profile] mparkerceo.livejournal.com 2006-02-02 12:15 am (UTC)(link)
"Good, but overwhelming." She grinned back, one of her rare real smiles. "All of them interesting and cool. And StuCo may actually accomplish a trip or something this semester. So, less stress." She twirled the lollipop, then sucked on it a bit more. "I'll miss you, Doc. Do you have to go?"

[identity profile] mparkerceo.livejournal.com 2006-02-02 12:31 am (UTC)(link)
Parker shrugged, and looked philosophical. "I snap at Blair all the time. He's a human rubber-band, he snaps back without snark." She tilted her head. "Still. I guess... if you gotta, you gotta." She slid off the edge of the desk, and her smile grew more wicked. "And I will treasure the memory of you and Wilson fighting, even if you never get back together. Thanks. For everything."

[identity profile] mparkerceo.livejournal.com 2006-02-02 12:49 am (UTC)(link)
"Hunh." She spun the other lollipop in her fingers a moment, considering this, then smiled again. "Then happy trails, Doctor House. And be seein' you."