It was the unmistakeable sound of a cane hitting the ground in regular cadence. Dr. Gregory House, while a shadow most of the time, comes out into the sun on occasion. There wasn't much, truthfully, that occupied his time, and as a result, he spent a great deal of it alone. A baby, his mother... Man has been doing that sort of things for tens of thousands of years. Short of a medical emergency, mother is best with child, and vice versa.
Something, however, brought him out.
House stopped at the doorway and looked within, leaning on his cane. He had a decided smirk on his face as he took notice of people and the beginnings of raging emotion. Challenges, cross-attacks. This was the stuff of life, or rather... the perfect cure, if only fleeting, for boredom. Taking a dramatic draw of breath, the action caused him to lean back ever so slightly. Don't want to go too far.
"Ah... I smell a good fight. Did I miss anything? I hate being late for these things. Why work if you can't afford ring-side seats, right?"
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[House] Get ready to RUMBLE!!!
Date: 2006-10-17 08:16 pm (UTC)*click*
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It was the unmistakeable sound of a cane hitting the ground in regular cadence. Dr. Gregory House, while a shadow most of the time, comes out into the sun on occasion. There wasn't much, truthfully, that occupied his time, and as a result, he spent a great deal of it alone. A baby, his mother... Man has been doing that sort of things for tens of thousands of years. Short of a medical emergency, mother is best with child, and vice versa.
Something, however, brought him out.
House stopped at the doorway and looked within, leaning on his cane. He had a decided smirk on his face as he took notice of people and the beginnings of raging emotion. Challenges, cross-attacks. This was the stuff of life, or rather... the perfect cure, if only fleeting, for boredom. Taking a dramatic draw of breath, the action caused him to lean back ever so slightly. Don't want to go too far.
"Ah... I smell a good fight. Did I miss anything? I hate being late for these things. Why work if you can't afford ring-side seats, right?"