vicodincrutch | 011. Diagnosis

No kids for me. I don't wish that on em. The chain reaction of the universe would he catastrophic.

Private to Emmett Honeycutt//Visible to Christopher Styles

Okay Scarlett O'Hara, it has been a few horrendous days and already it looks like you're comfortable. Do you have a job yet?

To give order to this already crowded chaos, I've taken the liberty of writing down the rules. Seems like God wasn't up for setting anything onto stone tablets for me. I guess he was busy.

House Rules

I. Mind Your Own Business: You've got your own set of clothing (by now I hope), own appetite and very soon your own job--business. Maintenance is up to you. Clean your own clothes. Obtain your own food. Get your own ass to your own job. I don't want help. If something is amiss I'll get to it, eventually.

There is a wish list placed beside the fridge for the rare occasion that one of us is unable to go to the store. Place the desired items there. They might be purchased.

II. No Questions: I don't want to know about your college years, that horrible last book you read or the name of your mom's sister just as much as I don't want to tell you where I was raised, what my parents were like or what made me want to be a doctor.

III. No Crowds: No more than five people are allowed in this house at a time. To extend on this theme further, no parties. That means no worries and no homicidal cranky doctor. Everyone wins!

If someone is in need of a place to room BOOHOO too bad. NO.

IV. Privacy is Golden: Keep out of my room unless you have my verbal consent which is only valid while I am in the room with you and expires upon exiting.

V. Over Night Guests: If the answer to the question turns out to be your ~~yeah right~~ place request a night alone. I don't want to be present. You don't want to be present.

VI. No Dr. Phil, Dr. 90210 or E.R. I'm allergic to overly stretched melodrama, quacks and insulting television. General Hospital is an exception.

VII. Shut Up: What you see, hear or observe is not to be brought up or recounted. Excessive talking can also cause violent episodes in me. Sometimes I can't control it. Will this be the time?

VIII. Rules are subject to amendment.

Private to Nicholas Brocklehurst//Unhackable

Paintball does sound like fun. Do you need a sniper?

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That'd be great if we were aiming for Civil War. But we aren't.

I would hope not, though both Lee, Tony, and I are above the Mason Dixon line.

Count me in as a no good Yankee carpet bagger.

In all seriousness though, Honeycutt is too much of a newcomer. Who knows how he'd be with a paintball gun.

You have experience with this activity I see.

He walks on two legs, right in front of the TV no less.

I meant paintball, House.

A bit, yes doctors verses lawyers back in the day.

Is that so? I have to admit the last time I was involved in paintball I inadvertently traumatized a law student.

Yeah. I met my ex that way. I'm romantic that way.

I imagine that military training kicking in does give everyone else a scare.

I met an ex during a military training mission, but the bullets were real.

Just a little.

You just have to kick things up a notch.

There will be children present. How are you going to keep that in check?

I learned my lesson last time. Christopher told me the boy had blacked out and developed a stutter. Of course it was a lie.

A the-the-the-the-that's all folks.

Ah, that reminds me. What do you know of reattaching appendages?

Porky Pig reminds you of reattaching limbs? This I must hear.

It's within my capabilities yes. But there are specific requirements, you know.

I was in Iraq for a bit.

Rosiel requires a doctor who can oversee the regeneration of his hand or the attachment of his old one. I find it queer that he's asked for a doctor when his body is more than capable of accepting magic as a method.

...right.

Does he want to see how the process is supposed to go? That's interesting. How long has it been since his hand has been severed?

About twenty-four hours now. He doesn't rot per se... and his body has animate wires. I think you and Saya Wallace (http://repairedbywebs.livejournal.com/) should come to his assistance.

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