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[atrophied]

In the interest of saving you all some time and myself a headache, my name is Dr. Gregory House. I am a board-certified diagnostician with specialties in infectious diseases and nephrology. Since I'm aware most of those words went over most of your heads, I'll simply say that I am overqualified for the job of patching up injuries received in the course of being good-hearted, self-sacrificing idiots.

That said, it is really difficult to patch up the good-heart and self-sacrificing when doctors are the ones being targeted. I understand in video games you need to take the healer out first, but in real life, even an enemy healer is still a healer and can fix you up.

Do try to remember that next time in your killer-ship induced delirium.

[ Yes, clinic people, he is back. Your vacation is over. ]

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Gregory House

[heloise]

[ Filtered because she doesn't want drama. Also because there will be no apologies here. He just has to deal. ]

An enemy healer can poison you.

Filtered forever

[atrophied]

So can a friendly one.

[heloise]

The enemy would have intention to.

[atrophied]

And the friendly you'll never see coming. Wasn't aware people like you even had the luxury of friends.

[heloise]

You never saw it coming.

[atrophied]

My point. I win.

[heloise]

That makes me the friendly one without intention.

[atrophied]

You had intention. Just not against me.

[heloise]

That may be. I would not have found the heart otherwise.

[ Sforza has none surely. ]

[atrophied]

Would it help if I count sheep?

[heloise]

[ She certainly has the nerve to scoff at him. ]

That would have helped with your pain.

[atrophied]

So would not getting stabbed.

[heloise]

Is it an apology you want?

[atrophied]

No. I'm not the type to get many.

[heloise]

Good. You will hear none from me.

[atrophied]

Aren't you a little charmer. I think I've seen better-mannered pit bulls.

[heloise]

[ She isn't sure what pit bulls are, but! ]

Hardly a case of manners. You said you thought people like me keep no friends.

[atrophied]

Do you?

[heloise]

When it suits me.

[atrophied]

So...no.

[heloise]

Not when it comes to you. So no need for apologies.

[atrophied]

But see, Lulu, I never cared to be. So it makes no difference to me.

Probably makes a difference to you, though. How many people have grown tired of you?

[heloise]

Lucrezia.

It is rather the opposite. You are starting to tire me.

[atrophied]

Oh dear, Lulu. How will I ever sleep knowing that now.

[heloise]

Perhaps with another stab to the heart.