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Debate
Aug 9, 2008 6:46:55 GMT -5
Post by Jason Marx on Aug 9, 2008 6:46:55 GMT -5
Jason had just about had it with how often he had to go track House down just to get a green light on a simple blood test or MRI. For the second time he was taking a round toward his office and to be honest he was not expecting to find him there. For a cripple he was fast and was hard to find when he didn't want to be found. Unless he was the one doing the searching, then everyone knew exactly where he was.
Jason grabbed the cold metal handle and swung open the glass door with his left arms force as he walked into the office. Where sat House, shoes crossed on his desk with his cane now pointing at me like a gun. He glared but kept talking on the phone.
Jason figured aside from the load he'd hear for just walking in or breathing, he might as well keep his mouth shut and not say anything till House was done.
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Debate
Aug 9, 2008 6:59:23 GMT -5
Post by Dr.House on Aug 9, 2008 6:59:23 GMT -5
House really didn't want to be found by anyone. No patients, no Jason, no Scratching post(Katrii), no pesky colleagues. Kicking up his feet and crossing his shoes and about to use his cane to push down on the button that hangs up the phone. When just like on que, Jason waltzed in looking rather proud of probably having some kind of 'important' news.
He glared first then House suddenly had a brilliant idea. His eyes darted back and fourth from the phone to Jason. Now cane pointed at Jason. Now positioned like gun as he was now Houses patsy, his victim, his excuse.
"Oh I'm so sorry Dr.BugWart, My moronic staff just walked in here with a lost lab rat." And with that he hung up.
"You know how rude you are? What kind of nerve do you have waltzing you're keizer ass in here like you have a backbone for once. Spit it out."
He said with his forked tounge, thats why he hired these people to take his abuse, make them fold or crack then get they're smarts or slave efforts.
"You know you still owe me lunch right? I helped your little infected cat, I ought to have let it go" He said rolling his eyes. Expecting some foul reaction. He liked to see how many pokes it took to find a soft spot.
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Debate
Aug 9, 2008 7:19:33 GMT -5
Post by Jason Marx on Aug 9, 2008 7:19:33 GMT -5
"You know how rude you are? What kind of nerve do you have waltzing you're keizer ass in here like you have a backbone for once. Spit it out."
Jason rolled his eyes. He should have never told House he was German. Nothing but war jokes and stereotypical crap. "As rude as you are always. I am learning from the best. Aren't I really coming along?"
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"Oh, and sure." He spat his gum out in to Houses mini side desk garbage. They always indulged in these witty sarcastic smart ass responses.
Jason ignored the rest. It was pointless to follow along too long sometimes. He looked down at the paper in his hand and then back up at House. "The patients father doesn't want us giving him a marrow biopsy. But.. I'm going to do it anyways. Distract the father with your ..charm for me will you?"
Upon waiting for a reply. He looked down at House. For Jason was standing. Although he had been pretty good about not getting in the way of what Jason thought was right to do with the regular human patients, he often got in the way with the infected ones even if nothing seemed wrong. And in a way thats what annoyed Jason and yet inspired him to be great and really get creative with diagnostics. As much as Jason hated house sometimes, he couldn't help but be proud to have such a innovative and passionate doctor for his 'role model'.
Kodak thought broken by the *whaap* Jason received from something hard. It was Houses cane signalling him to move out of the way, or be beaten. House was so good at starting shi+. Once or twice Jason had to finish a fight for House just for trying to keep him untouched. The 2nd time Jason even got a blackeye, and House suspended him for 2 weeks. Weird,
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Debate
Aug 9, 2008 7:32:18 GMT -5
Post by Dr.House on Aug 9, 2008 7:32:18 GMT -5
"Do the biopsy, get a MRI and do.. a blood test for all STD's" He said before wacking at Jason's left arm for being in his way and for just being there and having found him. He could get so annoying. Sometimes he wished that he would just slip on a medical glove and fall. Boy would we laugh.
"And despite that our patient seems like a fruit, doesn't mean my charm will sway any fathers. I could always claim I have a katana in my cane I suppose though. Like the one I'm gonna carve you with if you don't go do the STD test first." He said walking over to the front of his office and sitting himself down into a soft beige office computer lazy boy chair. Very modern, very comfy.
"Thats right, I'm crippled I get nicer chairs than you. If only your jealousy could really send me to the corn field." He said making a mock sad puppy dog face. Before wearing a smug grin and sighing. Looking off into the far corner of his office, there there was another door. Leaving to a little over pass outside his door over to one of the oncologists office.
"You're boring, you know that?"
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