For lastvoyages Twenty-first vision (video+spam for pub)

[can_has_vodka]

 [Arkady's standing in one of the hallways, looking a little lost.]

...Oh. So this is what it feels like.

Um...Dr. House's door has returned to Barge normal. So...he's left us. 

[She hopes it just means he woke up on the damn operating table. She has to convince herself that that's what happened.]

I'll be down the pub if anyone needs anything.

[Friends filter]
I could use a hug. I'll be all right, but I could still use a hug.

[Private for Reaver]
So I heard you're interested in our little establishment. Well, there's a bit of learning involved and I'm happy to help with that. Perhaps we should start with a tasting?

[Spam for pub]
[Arkady is puttering around, teleporting now and again to save time or rescue a dropped glass. She's clearly coping with her loss, but wears the occasional sadface. She's pretty much letting in anyone who knocks.]

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[timesbureaucrat]

Ah.

[That is all. Narvin rather liked House, but Narvin is sometimes highly not-good at expressing his feelings. This is one of those times. So he's just going to try to repress that he's sad that House has vanished, possibly to his death.]

[can_has_vodka]

There's a possibility he just...woke up, actually. He was comatose.

[timesbureaucrat]

Perhaps. [Narvin is bad at optimism.] He is a stubborn bastard.

[can_has_vodka]

Well, I'll be raising a glass for him tonight...once I get everyone else theirs!