Friday 2-3-06

[gotcanewillpoke.livejournal.com]

It's noon before he makes it to the clinic.

His last day.

He's sitting at the desk, with a cup of coffee and Johnny Cash on the radio. He'd brought Cash in from town, and the pup in on the floor chewing on a rawhide bone.

Dr is in. Come say goodbye. He's on slowtime unil this evening

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[sensethevisions]

Phoebe stops by before Forensics. "Dr. House?"

[gotcanewillpoke.livejournal.com]

He looks up, touches his pen to his forehead and smiles. "That would be me."

[sensethevisions]

"I wanted to say goodbye and tell you that I'm going to miss you."

[gotcanewillpoke.livejournal.com]

"Thank you. I'll miss you too, Pheobe." Hosue smiled gently. He was, honestly, overwhelmed by the people who came to say goodbye to him. He was deeply touched by each one of them taking the time to stop in.

[sensethevisions]

"Will...will you keep in contact?"

[the4thsister.livejournal.com]

Paige was possibly already there, (or waiting outside) when he arrived, she'd not been to say good yesterday cos she was busy avoiding Sawyer.

She looks upset, which she is, mainly because House is leaving and just after Michael and Ben too.

[gotcanewillpoke.livejournal.com]

"Paige." He nodded in greeting. "I assume you've heard the rumors."

[the4thsister.livejournal.com]

She nods, "the rumors, the official announcement from the principal."

She reaches in her purse for the bag of lollies she got for him, "it's not much, but I figured at least I knew you'd like them. So how come you're leaving?"

[gotcanewillpoke.livejournal.com]

He accepts the bag with a smile. "Thank you."

He fishes out a red one.

"I have a lot going on," he tapped his temple. "I'm still struggling with my," his voice trailed off for a moment, "with my Vicodin addiction. I'm restless and if I stay, I'm no sure I won't do something stupid."

[the4thsister.livejournal.com]

"I had no idea, I'm sorry. I understand what you mean about worrying about doing stupid though, I've felt like that quite a bit myself. I'm really sorry you're going though, I guess this means I'm gonna have to find another couch to sleep on tonight then?" she asked forcing a smile.

[lovechildblair.livejournal.com]

Blair walked in the door and sat down on a chair in the lobby, staring at the floor. He watched Cash for a minute before looking up to face Dr. House.

"When the Irin Jaya leave an encampment they burn it to the ground to signify their release of their past and the acceptance of the future."


[slowplay till this evening for me too!]

[gotcanewillpoke.livejournal.com]

House didn't say anything, but watched Blair watching Cash out of the corner of his eyes.

"I'm not sure the administration would approve, but I can appreciate the sentiment."

[lovechildblair.livejournal.com]

Blair looked back down at the floor. "Everything here is so bad then?"

[gotcanewillpoke.livejournal.com]

House shook his head. He stood and walked over to sit next to Blair, leaving his cane hanging off the end of the desk.

"It's...no. It's not the clinic, Tigger. It's not the school. It's me."

[lovechildblair.livejournal.com]

Blair peeked up through his curls at the doctor. "You're not bad."

"Do you mean your leg and stuff? All the drug problems you talked about?"

Between lunch and 6th Period

[strongestgirl.livejournal.com]

Pippi comes wandering in carrying another fine walking stick (http://static.flickr.com/30/93365059_2ff1dfe269.jpg?v=0).

"I'm glad you're still here, I couldn't find this one until this morning. It's for you also. A fine gentleman such as yourself should always be able to properly accessorize. I knew a fellow who had a collection. He didn't need them but he liked to always carry one around, because he said it made people underestimate him... And he was always armed. And he'd say things like, 'You wouldn't deprive an old man of his walking stick would you?'"

Re: Between lunch and 6th Period

[gotcanewillpoke.livejournal.com]

He's actually using the walking stick she'd dropped off at Geoff's the night before. He caresses the handle and looks up at her with a sad smile. "You'd be surprised how difficult it is to find stylish canes these days. Thank you, Pippi. It means a lot to me."

Re: Between lunch and 6th Period

[strongestgirl.livejournal.com]

"It takes a lot to surprise me Greg, I've been around and done some things." she hops up onto a clear space on his desk and swings her legs. She's pretty much her normal cheerful self, though it could be obvious that she's a tad subdued.

"Plus? These two are perfect for use with the techniques in the books I dropped off. 'Cause I won't be able to keep an eye on you, and everybody knows that a handsome fellow with a motorcycle is to trouble what bees are to honey... Or is that the other way around?" she thought about that for a moment.

"Anyway, they're made from a very rare hard wood, which you can only get in deepest darkest Africa... the wood of this tree is sooo strong, that it can only be felled when it's struck by lightening. And then it can only be carved by the strongest men of the tribe, using tools made of diamonds, and only by the light of the full moon. It has to be by the light of the full moon, or the spirit of the tree will be angry and the wood will turn to much in their hands. Don't ask me what the tree is called, 'cause I was sworn to secrecy... And also? I can't pronounce it."



[ooc: reposting to change "swings his legs" to "swings her legs" cause... ya know... swinging other people's legs is rude... Even for Pippi.

Re: Between lunch and 6th Period

[gotcanewillpoke.livejournal.com]

House smiled and nodded appropriately as Pippi told him the history of the cane. He held the walking stick in his lap, his palms slowly rolling it over his thighs.

"Ah, one of those." He winked. "Well, I'd never ask yu to betray a confidance, but perhaps I'll researcha nd see what I can find for myself." He grinned.


[OOC: Heh! Not to mention, he's a bit possessive of the one leg]

Re: Between lunch and 6th Period

[strongestgirl.livejournal.com]

Pippi was glad that House wasn't the type of person to question what she told him... She knew she was a terrible compulsive fibber... But sometimes? She couldn't help it. It just wasn't as picturesque to imagine the cane being carved during the day.

She tucked her feed up onto the edge of the desk and put her chin on her knees.

"So are you going to stick around town a while, or are you going to slink away into the night before we have a chance to do something horrible like throw you a party?"

[cantgetnorelief.livejournal.com]

Having failed to find Doctor House the previous day, and with no classes after driver's ed, Anders heads down to the clinic again after lunch. He has a small, flat package wrapped in gold paper in his hands.

[gotcanewillpoke.livejournal.com]

House looks up when Anders comes in. he's working on a crossword puzzle, but pushes it aside.

[cantgetnorelief.livejournal.com]

He always was kind of awkward at these things. Anders shifted from foot to foot for a few seconds before awkwardly holding the wrapped package (a framed photograph of himself and Kara on the Pyramid court) out. "Hey, Doc. I, um, just wanted to thank you for helping me an' Kara out back in December, with the whole thing with her knee and all. Always did feel kind of bad about bothering you that night, but she's doin' pretty well now. And that's thanks to you, so I kind of wanted to give you this before you left."

[gotcanewillpoke.livejournal.com]

He opened the package and smiled.

"Thank you. It's very sweet." House offered his hand to shake. "I'm glad I could help her. Very glad she's doing well."

[cantgetnorelief.livejournal.com]

Anders smiled and shook House's hand. "So am I. I seriously thought it was gonna end up way worse for her than it did, so I kind of owe you one for that." The smile dimmed a little. "Sorry you're going, Doc."