[He's been putting this off for a while now, but Wilson has to be with her by this point. Either that or he's taking his sweet ass time about getting to the chick he's apparently madly in love with.]
hey, legs think we should probably lay down some ground-rules dunno what wilson's told you but let's just get this out of the way it's 2005 i have no idea who you are except for what he's told me and everything about you that screams self-esteem issues meet ambition meet shamelessness cutthroat bitch really is highly appropriate
he's from your future, too which means we're just all screwed over on timelines here so rule 1: he dies, it's your fault rule 2: you break him, i'll break you rule 3: you tell people anything about future me, i will find out, and you won't like it
[She was wondering when this was going to happen.]
It may surprise you to learn that I have no desire in divulging your deepest, darkest secrets to the populace at large. You're not that interesting, and I highly doubt anyone here who hates you enough to want to blackmail you or get under your skin (I'm guessing mostly everyone with your track record) is useful enough for me to want to trade them.
[Yes. Cutthroat Bitch really is highly appropriate.]
[A great way to start off another horrible day. At least she was given fair warning that this would happen. Not that it makes he feel any better. Amber steels herself for how the rest of this conversation is going to inevitably go.]
what did it look like? when did it happen? what did you both do? did you just cut and run? i mean self-interest is your thing i get it i want details not broad strokes
[Amber, meanwhile, having only really interacted with Ecks by text before, isn't exactly sure where this is coming from. Is she just hoping that they have all their doctors?]
[Amber isn't so sure she believes her own words. How can she forgive someone she barely knows? But how can she condemn them, too, knowing that they were under the influence? When she woke up as if it had never happened?]
is wilson dead? he's not responding to my messages prod him or something this is important
[It's not that important. House just has other ideas for what he should do with himself since the hotel is a bust. This might be why Wilson is ignoring him.]
[Ouch, nice burn. Amber rolls her eyes, glad for the freedom to do so without him seeing.]
Sounds good. We can start heading back tomorrow since the hotel didn't get us anywhere. Anything in particular I should know about the ghost who might be lurking in this retirement home?
[She just wants to know if she's going to experience some sort of supernatural attack.]
Dr. Volakis, I've just been informed that someone found a morphine prescription for Sherlock Holmes in the pharmacy prescribed by you. That's very strange considering I had all of Sherlock's narcotics prescriptions cancelled. Would you care to explain?
[Well, Amber is looking forward to this conversation about as much as she's looking forward to dying in a bus crash. She takes a long, deep breath before finding the energy to respond.]
I'm sorry you had to find out that way, Dr. Watson. Sherlock asked to have me assigned as his primary physician. I requested that prescription about three weeks ago.
[Some of the anger redirects more appropriately to Sherlock and his idiocy, but there's no small amount for Amber still.]
As the doctor who has the most experience treating him, both for his injuries and his drug addiction, you might want to check with me in future before you prescribe him anything. I'd also ask that you please cancel any narcotics prescriptions you have for him presently. He has at least four different prescriptions.
Dr. Volakis, I wanted you to be aware that the Admin's informed me the painkiller supply is running low for all grades. Got the notice after prescribing some tramadol for the latest round of injuries. Please be judicious.
Also, if you could work with Dr. Strange and Nurse Temple to address all of the injured, that would be appreciated. I've been locked out for the night, so it may be a bit before I'm able to assist directly.
[At John's message, Amber feels her heart skip. That he thought to send her a message when this is happening to him, that he's dying at all. That they might be one doctor down, and that she's still so thoroughly unprepared. She runs a palm over her forehead before figuring out the best way to respond.]
@hotstud_xxx; text; Day 173
hey, legs
think we should probably lay down some ground-rules
dunno what wilson's told you
but let's just get this out of the way
it's 2005
i have no idea who you are
except for what he's told me
and everything about you that screams self-esteem issues meet ambition meet shamelessness
cutthroat bitch really is highly appropriate
he's from your future, too
which means we're just all screwed over on timelines here
so
rule 1: he dies, it's your fault
rule 2: you break him, i'll break you
rule 3: you tell people anything about future me, i will find out, and you won't like it
i think that covers most of the basics
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It may surprise you to learn that I have no desire in divulging your deepest, darkest secrets to the populace at large. You're not that interesting, and I highly doubt anyone here who hates you enough to want to blackmail you or get under your skin (I'm guessing mostly everyone with your track record) is useful enough for me to want to trade them.
[Yes. Cutthroat Bitch really is highly appropriate.]
I'm not going to do anything to hurt him.
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i think we're cool there
[He really has no idea, but the challenge is there for her to prove otherwise if she does have any dirt.]
so what are you doing to help us get out of here?
[Because he'll put you to work if you're not being productive enough, Amber.]
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[Believe what you want, House. Hopefully, you'll believe she does have some good dirt. Amber likes the idea of being a threat, even if she's not.]
Not enough. Still learning the map.
Any suggestions?
Something that's not being covered?
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@hotstud_xxx; text; Day 182
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We were attacked by an anomaly.
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when did it happen?
what did you both do?
did you just cut and run?
i mean
self-interest is your thing
i get it
i want details
not broad strokes
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[Okay. Hold on. Excuse me?]
I didn't abandon him at the first sign of danger.
I didn't push him down, steal his rations, and run.
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@Ecks | day 181 | text
are you alive
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[Amber, meanwhile, having only really interacted with Ecks by text before, isn't exactly sure where this is coming from. Is she just hoping that they have all their doctors?]
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It's alright.
[Amber isn't so sure she believes her own words. How can she forgive someone she barely knows? But how can she condemn them, too, knowing that they were under the influence? When she woke up as if it had never happened?]
Thank you for your apology.
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@hotstud_xxx; text; 179
he's not responding to my messages
prod him or something
this is important
[It's not that important. House just has other ideas for what he should do with himself since the hotel is a bust. This might be why Wilson is ignoring him.]
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Probably just tired of talking to children.
If it's important, why don't you just tell me instead of wasting time?
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nursing home is in the ice tunnels west of the hospital
there's humming there that i've played at the school's piano.
[And he'll include the audio file of that.]
got a reaction from the ghost kids in the school
haven't checked if there's a reaction if we play the piano music for the humming
check it out
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Sounds good.
We can start heading back tomorrow since the hotel didn't get us anywhere.
Anything in particular I should know about the ghost who might be lurking in this retirement home?
[She just wants to know if she's going to experience some sort of supernatural attack.]
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@jwatson; text; Day 195
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I'm sorry you had to find out that way, Dr. Watson. Sherlock asked to have me assigned as his primary physician. I requested that prescription about three weeks ago.
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[Some of the anger redirects more appropriately to Sherlock and his idiocy, but there's no small amount for Amber still.]
As the doctor who has the most experience treating him, both for his injuries and his drug addiction, you might want to check with me in future before you prescribe him anything. I'd also ask that you please cancel any narcotics prescriptions you have for him presently. He has at least four different prescriptions.
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@jwatson; text; Night 203
Also, if you could work with Dr. Strange and Nurse Temple to address all of the injured, that would be appreciated. I've been locked out for the night, so it may be a bit before I'm able to assist directly.
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I will. And I'm sorry. Do you need company?
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[He has Sherlock's corpse. It's not the least bit fine.]
But thank you for the offer.
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@Spoiler; text; Day 203
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[And it's a simple enough prescription; hopefully there won't be any sort of trouble.]
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