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Post by Death on Feb 19, 2007 0:03:54 GMT -5
*Death wandered into the foyer on his way to the infirmary. He had never really been there for anything that wasn’t business and he was a little worried. He doubted that Demiselle had gone in for any prenatal exams. She seemed more like a natural birthing type of woman. But that and the fact that the twins had been born full grown hadn’t stopped Death from worrying about his children. He had read that it was important to get your children immunized and wanted to find out when to bring them in. Since he was already at the Opera for the party, he slipped out to go find someone to ask. Maybe that nice nurse Diana. He smiled to himself as he walked.*
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Post by Dr. House on Feb 19, 2007 0:08:24 GMT -5
*Limps his way out of the foyer.* "Out of the way, cripple comin' through!" *He says loudly, announcing himself to the many people crowding the foyer.*
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Post by Death on Feb 19, 2007 0:09:35 GMT -5
Not Diana, but close enough.
*Death waved to Dr. House as he moved through the foyer towards the doctor.*
“Gregory, I’m sorry to bother you on your way somewhere, but I have a quick question.”
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Post by Dr. House on Feb 19, 2007 0:20:08 GMT -5
"Woah. I'll assume you're not a stalker since you don't know that my hours are from nine to five," *House says with a sigh. He stops walking and looks at his watch.* "And it's now..." *Makes a face while for the it.* "riiight...about...five." *Resumes walking as fast as he can.*
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Post by Death on Feb 19, 2007 0:24:47 GMT -5
Now that was completely uncalled for.
*Death fought the urge to edit someone’s name onto the list. It was silly really. Instead he stepped in front of the doctor, holding his hand against the man’s chest to slow his pace.*
“It won’t take long, I promise. I would really appreciate your time.”
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Post by Dr. House on Feb 19, 2007 0:36:29 GMT -5
"People used to have more respect for cripples you know," *House says dully before trying to walk around him. He stops him again and House stares at him annoyed, finally noticing him appearence.* "Are you going to just try and block me all day or follow me home like a...voodoo-puppy?" *corrects himself,* "Like an under-fed voodoo puppy?"
*Sighs.* "Fine. What is it?"
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Post by Death on Feb 19, 2007 0:44:24 GMT -5
*Death began to ask his question, but realized he needed to straighten some stuff out first.*
“Actually, people only have developed respect for cripples in the century or so. Before that most of them were just left out for collection. Believe me, I would know. And yes, I will follow you until I get a simple answer, so try not to be too much of a smarta$$. It wouldn’t do well for you reputation to have me lurking about.”
*He straightened himself back to the question at hand.*
“All I want to know is at what age children need to be immunized. My fiancée just had twins and I want to make sure they get all the shots they need. And I figured you’re the fellow to talk to about injections, right?”
*Death would have felt bad for being such a jerk, but the dude so deserved it.*
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Post by Dr. House on Feb 19, 2007 0:52:28 GMT -5
"Didn't her OB/GYN or the kids' pediatrician educate you guys on any of this? Do prenatal exams--" *House pauses as an epiphany strikes him.* "...Even exist yet..." *He mutters quietly, deep in though.*
*House turns around and starts towards the infirmary.* "Ya gonna follow me or just stand there?"
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Post by Death on Feb 19, 2007 0:57:11 GMT -5
*Death sighed and started to follow House.*
“My guess is that there weren’t any tests or visits. She’s… I mean, we’re a little unorthodox. The pregnancy was unexpectedly short. There wasn’t time for…anything extraneous.”
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Post by Dr. House on Feb 19, 2007 0:59:38 GMT -5
"Yeah, yeah. Who needs prenatal vitamins and professional advice? Those things are completely overrated." *He asked rhetorically as he painfully walked up the stairs.*
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