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[save_the_souls]

[It's a few hour after House's death occurred does Allen finally have it in him to address the journal. He tried his best to get the blood off him, but there's so much in the clinic that when he opens the journal a smear of blood where his fingers are appear at the very edges. ]

[His voice sounds broken, like someone who is exhausted and all cried out. Someone who is clearly trying to do everything he can to hold it together. ]

Dr. Gregory House is....Dr. Greg House died today.

I'm sorry to anyone who knew him.

[And that's it. There is a pause like he wanted to say something else, but there is nothing else eh can bring himself to say. So instead, he quietly shuts the journal.]

Comments

[ofhope]

[ Jeez Allen you're such a buzzkill.

Nice enough not to troll this one. ]

Not actually here

[save_the_souls]

[oh good of you joshua. Have a award!]

[workaphilic]

[House. House.

It's familiar. His mind is hazy, now, like a shuffled deck of cards strewn across the floor. Information isn't stored where it should be, and things are getting harder to access. This is familiar, though. Important.

Dr. House. John's friend, House. He remembers disease, he remember respect, he remembers John having a place to go when the flat was too much. Did House remember? He's not sure.

Either way.]

Condolences.

[It's about as much as he can manage, at the moment.]

Filtered

[the_effect_she_has]

...Allen, are you okay?

[And that is asked on several different levels - as a friend, as someone who needs to know if Allen is unstable.]

Filtered

[save_the_souls]

[It'll be a bit of time before he answers this one. He almost wanted to ignore all the entries, but well...Katniss is probably worried sick]

Y-Yes...I'm okay. I'm unharmed and still sane.

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[the_effect_she_has]

Okay. [There's a lot of relief on that.]

We're coming to get you. Did Holmes tell you about the explosives, to open the door?

[molotov]

[Molotov didn't hear the message. She's been running for ages.

They're hunting her. Her father and her husband, they're after her.

She's dirty. Ruined. The only way to be clean is from the inside out, to rip herself open and bleed out all the filth.

In some places, she's cut and torn so deep that bone is just barely visible. Covered in blood. It hurts, but that's only temporary.

House can give her pills to make that go away, so that she can tear more out, cleanse more.

By the time she makes it into the clinic, her face is glazed over and dull.]

House...

[save_the_souls]

[He was finishing giving a patient some bandages when he sees her coming in, looking shocked. He's a bit unsure if she's still sane or not, so I hope you don't mind the fact he's very much keeping a hand on his knife at his belt]

Are you all right?

Filtered FOREVER

[save_the_souls]

Explosive?

No- I hadn't heard about that. I've been in the clinic...

[molotov]

[Sane? Not really. But also not very dangerous, unless Allen plans to try and keep her from harming herself. The ship wants her to destroy herself, not the others. Probably wouldn't be as good of a game if you let a trained killer lose while insane.

Molotov looks at Allen blankly, and absent-mindedly digs one hand into an open wound at the side of her neck. She tears away another large chunk of her own flesh before answering.]

House… gde House?

[save_the_souls]

[Oh god. He's seen a lot of disgusting sights the past few days, but that is disgusting]

He- he isn't here-

[Swallowing, he'll tell her the truth in a second]

Here, let me bandage that up for you okay?

[molotov]

No.

[She's uninterested in medical aid.]

House… vicodin… need… clean.

[save_the_souls]

[he swallows; man this is bad.]

...I'm sorry, but I'm afraid House was killed earlier today.

[molotov]

Dead?

[Another piece of neck is torn away, and she starts to burrow her hand into the muscle.]

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[the_effect_she_has]

Yes. There are explosives to take out the door. There's some on your side - and we are going to help, so there are some on our side too. We're going to blow them all and get you out of there ... but it'll take work.

[save_the_souls]

....Yes. I'm sorry.

[He winces at the sight.]

Please, stop touching that. You'll only make the wound worse.

[save_the_souls]

Oh thank God there is a way...

I'll try to do what I can! I'm not sure how much I can search though- there's barely any medics left and there's so many wounded.

[molotov]

[She ignores him. Doesn't he see? She has to rid herself of the dirtiness, and that's inside of her.]

Show me.

[save_the_souls]

[She's clearly not listening to him, she's clearly out of her mind. Knowing this? Makes him scared. Maybe she wasn't attacking him now, but that could change at any moment. And she wasn't like the girl that attacked house- he could tell from the muscles she was a fighter. A fight with her without his powers, and he could lose. He could die here. ]

[So he'll oblige]

T-This way.

[He'll lead her to a hospital table where they laid him (the beds had to be kept for the living), a white sheet covering him though there are stains of blood around the chest. ]

H-here...it was pretty quick.

[molotov]

[Molotov follows, walking easily despite the wretched shape her legs are in. She'd gone after her thighs first, where she used a dull knife until it broke. Her right femur is barely visible through a gap in her skin and tendons.

She tears the sheet away roughly, and grabs at House's face.]

Dead.

[the_effect_she_has]

Don't put yourself at risk then, but ... there's another way you can help. Are there tranquilizers there? Something to knock people out?

[Because they needed to take care of the serious crazies.] And what are the numbers on the wounded?

[save_the_souls]

[He notices her thighs when he watches her, feeling even sicker than he was before. So not going to get into the middle of this because of fright, taking a few steps back. ]

[His hand is shakingly holding onto the handle of the knife on his belt, not drawing it out yet and hoping Molotov continues not to notice him. He's scared, he knows he is. Lucreciza had come out of nowhere and killed House, for no reason. The gun fight in the clinic the day before had been out of nowhere too. ]

[He doesn't even know if he could do anything with it. She seems beyond pain and he still doesn't think he could bring himself to take a life. Even the fact that he helped speed his teacher's death along will probably be in his nightmares for weeks to come.]

[But he doesn't want to die like House did, he knows that much.]

[So instead, so remaining silent and praying in his head that Molotov thinks him invisible. ]

[save_the_souls]

Not nearly enough...we're running low on supplies. We've been using clothes to make bandages.

...I've lost count.

[the_effect_she_has]

God, all right. We're going to have to get as many people out as possible from the infirmary first. [Wounded. Then getting the word out to whoever they could.]

Where's the infirmary on the ship?

[save_the_souls]

Mm, they should definitely take priority.

It's not too far it's- [LOCATION HERE BECAUSE LIKE I KNOW]