Dr. Cuddy (proud_miserable) wrote in spinningcompass, @ 2013-06-03 11:09:00 |
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Entry tags: | !closed, lisa cuddy, ~greg house, ~isabel lane |
Who: Lisa Cuddy, Greg House and open to Isabel Lane
Where: House's apartment
What: Cuddy checking on House
When: backdated to after this - http://asylums.insanejournal.com/compas
Warnings: None, will update if needed.
Cuddy practically had to drag herself to the apartment complex. Her thigh was burning with every step bringing her agony and the combination of the darkness and fighting robots made it even more difficult to safely make her way there. She was highly motivated though. House needed her help. And she needed him. He was a familiar face. And, of all people, he would understand the toll that the damage to her thigh muscle was taking on her. She just hoped that he wouldn't give her an 'I told you so.'
When she finally arrived at his door, she lifted one hand up and knocked. Her other hand was firmly planted on her cane. Unlike House, she used it on the correct side. "House? Are you in there?. It's me, Cuddy." Her voice was loud and clear. She shifted her weight to her good leg as much as she could while she waited for a response.