First Entry!

[useslatin.livejournal.com]

House heads to his office and opens the door.  The office, from the outside, has glass walls.  It does not show what through the door shows.  He leans his head into the door, notes what he sees, leans back and looks through the glass, notes what he sees, before popping a few more pills and limping through the door.

Perhaps he needs to cut back on the medication.

Perhaps someone should tell him where he is?


Open until he gets a new one!

Comments

[useslatin.livejournal.com]

He gives the other guy a Look. "I'm in pain."

It's as simple as that.

[diehard_daniel]

"Okay," said Daniel, "Fair enough. So, wanna hear the rules?"

He's been killed and shot so many times it's sad.

[useslatin.livejournal.com]

He nods, both to Daniel, and to the waitrat, hovering, for another glass.

"Sure," he says. "Tell me what I'm not supposed to do."

[diehard_daniel]

"No busyness, No sex, and no violence," said Daniel," There are a lot of reasons for the rules."

[useslatin.livejournal.com]

"How does a bar make money if there's no business?"

Reasonable enough question.

[diehard_daniel]

"Not that kind of busyness," said Daniel, "You see, you may see someone you recognize, but they may not be who you think they are."

[useslatin.livejournal.com]

He nods. That makes no sense, but okay.

"So what kind of business are we talking about?"

[diehard_daniel]

"The personal kind," said Daniel, "Around here you never know if the person you recognize is actually the person you think they are. And it also helps to keep the rule about violence."