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Post by Gregory House on Aug 31, 2010 15:22:02 GMT -5
-House sighs as he came back from the hospital cafeteria- -with food given and paid for by Wilson- -luffs him- -but will say it mentally- -wont ever say it in real life- -shrug- -takes a bite of his apple as he makes his way over to the clinic-
"House! You're late!"
-guh- -Cuddy telling him that he's late-
"If I didn't eat, I would be early. And if I don't eat, I'm cranky."
-narrows eyes at Cuddy who narrows her own back- -she hands him a folder- "Room 2. Go in. Be nice. Don't make them sue you."
-house fights the urge to roll his eyes- "Yes mommy" -sarcasm- -knocks on the door- -opens and walks in-
"Hi, I'm Doctor House. I'll be your physician today. Now tell me, what is wrong?" -bored-drawl- -Cuddy makes him say it now- -mandatory thing- -only for him- -looks at the file-
"So you have dizziness, and nausea. Anything else?" -looks up to see a teenager.- -narrows eyes-
"Now, you're too young to be here on your own. Where's your mummy?"
-produces a british accent in the question- -watches the young girl-
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Post by Rosemary Foxx on Aug 31, 2010 15:32:24 GMT -5
*Had been waiting for nearly an hour* *Had ran to the bathroom to puke twice in that hour* *Looked dreadful* *Tiredly looks at the man that enters* *Was about to tell him what what wrong when he started talking again* *Would have addressed her symptoms, but he spoke up again* *Waited a moment until she was sure he wouldn't talk* *Narrowed her gaze a bit*
My Mum is at work. MotherTabitha drove me here, but she had to leave.
*Glances off to the side*
and it's probably just food poisoning...Can't you just give me something for it so that I can leave?
*Looks around a bit anxiously* *Really wanted to leave before her mother showed up*
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Post by Gregory House on Aug 31, 2010 15:38:29 GMT -5
-raises eyebrow- -mother tabitha?- -she goes to a Catholic school?- -jeez- -remembers those days- -which sucked- -hated Catholic school-
Now what would I want to help you? -raises brow-
You seem to have it all figured out. -smirk-
What other symptoms, oh little one? -sarcasm- -but serious-
-watches her-
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Post by Rosemary Foxx on Aug 31, 2010 15:41:13 GMT -5
*blinks*
Be....cause you're a doctor? you help people?
*Glares a bit*
I'm not little. and i already told the nurse my symptoms. she put them down on her sheet and she gave them to you. Can you Please just give me something so that I can leave before--
*Too late* *Heard her coming down the hall*
*And caught a flash of dark auburn curl in one of the mirrors*
Before my mother comes...
*Sinks into the examination table a bit* *She always caused such a scene*
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Post by Nadine Foxx on Aug 31, 2010 15:46:41 GMT -5
*Rushes through the corridor* *Had only just got the message* *Practically ran to the hospital* *It was right off the college campus*
*bursts into the room* *Ignoring the doctor* *Didn't even see him* *He was standing away form the door* *Her back to him when she entered*
Rosemary! I'm sorry I'm late lovely, I just got the message.
*Flustered sigh*
Can you believe the nerve of those people? They called the department head. The hell did I give them my cell phone number for if they weren't going to use it!?
*Takes her face in her hands* *feels her forehead*
Are you alright? You look so sick. Was it those girls again? I told you to look out for them!
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Post by Gregory House on Aug 31, 2010 15:50:51 GMT -5
-chuckles at her naive answer- Sarcasm, my dear. What would you say if I weren't a doctor? -but then again gave away that he was a doctor- -thanks Cuddy-
-smirks- I think I want to observe you overnight. You never know what else you have wrong. -he limped forward and flicked her forehead gently- -yay for pressure points-
-the door slams open- -spots the woman walking in- -red curly hair- -blink- -Nadine?- -nah couldn't be-
-hears her voice- -talking about calling and those girls again?- -narrows eyes-
A-hem. I'm with patient. Parents go outside if she's not a minor.
-eyes the raven-haired girl- -is she a minor?- -doesn't know- -probably is since he's a lot older than her-
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Post by Nadine Foxx on Aug 31, 2010 15:54:21 GMT -5
*Rolls her eyes*
She is a minor, She's only 16, and I will stay precisely where i plea--
*Turns* *Eye contact*
*fuck*
And where I please to be at this moment is with the family Doctor. Excuse us.
*Takes Rose's hand*
Come'on lovey,
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Post by Rosemary Foxx on Aug 31, 2010 15:56:08 GMT -5
*blinks at her mom entering* *didn't even try to talk* *until she mentioned the girls* *the girls who poisoned her* *and she swore she wouldn't rat them out* *like the doormat she is*
*Low harsh voice*
mum, let it go.
*Glances at the Doctor* *green eyes reflecting a bit of mortification*
*Blinks and looks back at her Mother*
Family Doctor? But we don't have a Fa--
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Post by Nadine Foxx on Aug 31, 2010 15:57:07 GMT -5
*glares at her quickly* *starts to pull her out of the room*
[/i]Now, Rosemary. Come, we mustn't doddle.
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Post by Gregory House on Aug 31, 2010 16:01:40 GMT -5
-eye contact with Nadine- -isn't gaping- -but eyes widened slightly- -to show that he was surprised- -hell- -very surprised- -was that Nadine?- -no- -can't be-
-moves quickly- -closes the door- -trapping the three in the clinic room- -locks the door-
Now, what was this about "those girls"? -drawls-
In order for me to treat you,
-looks at the file-
Rosemary,
then you need to tell me what happened so I know that it wasn't just a simple food poisioning.
-almost sneer- -but still- -could it be her?- -but she went to France- -years ago- -16 years ago- -or more- -shit- -doesn't remember-
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Post by Nadine Foxx on Aug 31, 2010 16:10:44 GMT -5
*Jumps a bit when the door slams shut* *Glanced out the window at a passing doctor* *Knocks on the window* *reads the coat*
*Wilson*
*Points to house then to the door* *Signifying she wanted OUT*
*Glances at him* *then Rose* *Then him* *Then Wilson* *Watches him attempt to open the door as she speaks*
Yes, Rose. Why don't you tell him about those little twats.
*Arches her brow at her* *Unamused by her blushing and pleading in french not to say anything*
*Looks at him*
I don't want you to help us. I want that one there outside the door. these girls have been threatening to poison her food for weeks. Looks like they finally did. If there are charges I can press i'm pressing them
*More pleading in french From Rosemary* *Siiighs* *Quickly back in french*
Rosemary, not now. We're getting a new doctor and ten this ends today. I have had it.
*Glances at Greg*
*Narrow sher eyes* *he didn't remember her* *Good* *Points out the window*
I still want the awkward looking one out there.
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Post by Gregory House on Aug 31, 2010 23:30:30 GMT -5
-watches as she points to Wilson- -smirks- -shakes his head at Wilson who is now looking confused- -but tries to open the door-
Wilson, Don't Help.
-calls out to Wilson who stops and asks why- -the woman of course, doesn't want to be with him- -and who would, really?-
-raises eyebrow at the word twat- -someone has a dirty mouth-
Why not me? Apparently my brilliance intimidates you? Some people are, not to worry, I'll help your little darling out with her problem with the little.... -pauses- twats.
-smirks-
That awkward looking one ("Hey!" from Wilson) is an oncologist. He doesn't work on people from the clinic area unless we are short-staffed. Which we aren't. Which means that awkward man should leave! -shouting the last sentence- -Wilson shuffles away to go to Cuddy's office-
Now, why do you not want me to be your doctor? I am highly qualified medical diagnostician. -nod- -eyes her- -she quite acts a lot like Nadine- -but, no- -Nadine didn't have a child- -or would be pregnant at their messy break up- -would she?-
-looks over at the young teenager- -no- -it can't be, could it?- -does House actually have a daughter?-
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Post by Nadine Foxx on Sept 1, 2010 7:51:10 GMT -5
*Scoffs* *loudly*
Intimidated?
*Arches a brow at him*
by your intelligence? hardly. My Daughter's intelligence is more intimidating than yours. you're nothing but a know-it-all with an inflated ego and a cane.
*Glances at the cane* *he didn't have it when she last saw him* *Looks back at him* *Voice a bit softer*
Most intimidating part of you really...the cane..
*For a moment she almost sounded as though she wanted to ask him how he was* *lay him down and massage his leg* *she used to do that for him* *But in a flash it was gone* *And her emerald eyes avoided contact with his icy blues once again*
So? Short staffed or not, I don't want you to 'help my little darling'. I want someone who isn't so insufferably stubborn.
*And who won't need to look further into her medical records to find her mothers name* *Her name*
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Post by Rosemary Foxx on Sept 1, 2010 7:55:03 GMT -5
*Watches it all unfold* *Absolutely mortified* *can't believe her mother would out her like that* *when she made her promise not to* *always made such a big deal out of absolutely nothing* *and what was her problem with this doctor* *sure he was...well..kind of an ass* *But he hadn't really wronged her teh way she was acting like he had--*
*Blinks* *Blinks* *blinks* *Waitasecondholyshit* *She said he was a doctor* *She said her father was a doctor* *Couldn't possibly be...him...* *He walked with a cane!* *Would SHE walk with a cane, if he was!?* *Looks from him* *to her mother* *Him* *To her mother* *Jaw drops* *Points to the Doctor* *Staring wide eyes at her mother*
MUM!? IS THA--
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Post by Nadine Foxx on Sept 1, 2010 7:57:50 GMT -5
*Looks to her daughter* *Notes the look on her face* *shit.* *Curse her for having such a smart child* *Hold sup a finger to silence her*
Rosemary, No. Stop this. Not here.
*Points to Greg*
We're leaving. Move.
*Glances at the window* *A rather agitated woman with dark hair was briskly walking toward the room* *The awkward one beside her* *Wilson* *Whatever* *Sighs* *Pinches the bridge of her nose* *Did not desire this spectacle*
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