Roronoa: Huh. Well, I've had this plot in my head for several months. Just had to convince Plush to RP it with me. xD (That took like a day. Ahaha.) Remy isn't really their foster child. Cameron is now, but Remy was adopted by them. We'll get more into that later. And, yes, Alex equals teen Remy.
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Heimdall: Plush and I have discussed the whole 'House'/'Cuddy' thing and have decided we like them calling each other by those names. I can't see Cuddy changing her name if she were to marry House and it seems too..."mushy" for them to call each other 'Greg' and 'Lisa'.
-Plush: -inserts ambiguous remark about being flexible-
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Bigblusky: I think if it were House/Remy vs Cuddy/Cam...that House/Remy would win. But...that's just my opinion. Hehe.
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K: I think Remy/House always have some kind of close connection...so I'm hoping they end up being close. Just depends how we write our characters since the person playing House is not the person playing Remy. Cameron is the same age as Remy. The whole Huntington's thing will be addressed later. House/Cuddy do know about Remy. Keep in mind that in a RP, you have to force interaction a little more between the characters. Keeping them in the same room will make things flow a lot smoother for us.
Tortall: Cameron is the same age as Remy.
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-Updating now so I can be free all Easter break! /win
I'm going to curl up with my JMo autographs and OW video and watch House reruns until I'm forced to return to school.
House limped past Remy, shooting her a glance but paying no real attention to her as he made his way to the kitchen. He stood in the door opening, briefly considering going through with his proposal. It didn't take long for him to decide that a pretense was a pretense and that he still hadn't finished that level of Prince of Persia on his PSP. He was so close to solving that one puzzle, he could almost taste victory. He grabbed the device from the tabletop and sat down to play the game unabashedly.
"It's okay," Cameron assured, smiling to emphasize her point. "I guess," she added, her previously bewildered look seeping through her smile somewhat. It had caught her off guard, but all in all, it had been somewhat funny – if she ignored the inappropriateness. One way or another, she had a feeling that awkward silences did not exist in this house. Not unintentionally, anyway. At least that meant plenty of distractions.
Janine nodded, glad that there weren't any last minute complications. Cameron threw her a questioning look after her things were mentioned, silently asking her whether she should get them herself. Janine raised the hand that held the car keys and gave a half smile. "I'll get your things. You enjoy your tour."
Cameron smiled in appreciation and turned to watch Remy as Cuddy addressed her adoptive daughter. Her eyebrows rose slightly in mild curiosity. She was finally going to meet the last member of the family. So far, everything had gone pretty smoothly. She figured that her relationship with Remy was going to prove most valuable with regards to her mental stability. Teenagers had a lot less issues with expressing their dislikes—Cameron chastised herself mentally. There she went with the worst case scenarios again. If they didn't want her there, they wouldn't have offered to take her.
She drew in her lower lip between her teeth to keep from outright giggling at the exchange between them. As Remy's shirt was revealed to her, she began to feel slightly inappropriate in her light blue blouse. Everything was so informal, yet here she was expecting some job interview.
Cameron shot a tentative look in Cuddy's direction, noticing that she did appear to be slightly ruffled at the comment about being locked up. Figuring it was a thing between them, she grinned at the girl's welcoming attitude and followed her to the stairs. Before she went anywhere else, however, she looked back one last time at Janine, who made the shooing motion with her hands. Sufficiently reassured, she turned to Remy. "We share a room?" she asked, sounding curious rather than indignant or surprised.
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Remy glanced back at her, shrugging slightly, unsure of how she was supposed to answer that. On one hand, she could pull the apathetic look and tell her it was because that she had simply wanted her room redone, which would have never happened if she wasn't sharing it with Cameron. Then again, she could be truthful and say she just thought Cameron would feel better if she was sharing a room with someone. Pushing aside that she was ten when she had first moved in with House and Cuddy, the thought of sleeping alone had terrified her and she cried herself to sleep every night for the first month or two. "If you don't want to, I can always show you to the guest room," she offered. Despite that she liked her privacy, the thought of sharing her room was somewhat exciting. There would be someone to watch TV and play videogames with or to just randomly chat with in the middle of the night. No one needed to know that she was looking forward to those things though.
Clutching her books with both hands, she nudged the door open with her foot. "My mom suggested bunking the beds," she said, her voice hinting at a bit of disgust. "You can take whichever one you want." She had been switching back and forth between beds, sleeping in whichever one that cat had decided to curl up on for the night. She placed her books on her nightstand beside the lamp and kicked her backpack further against the wall. "Oh, that's the bathroom," she stated, pointing to another door near the corner of the room. One good thing about both of her parents being doctors was they could afford an extravagant house.
Cuddy was about to ask Janine if she needed help with Cameron's stuff when the unmistakable sound of the PSP came from the kitchen. "If you'll excuse me for one second," she said, smiling at her before making her way after House. She hadn't really expected him to set the table, or be on his best behavior, but that didn't stop her from being frustrated with him. "House," she scolded, keeping her voice a hushed whisper. "Could you at least act like you have some manners when the social worker is here?" she pleaded. She knew one wrong move and both Cameron and Remy could easily be snatched from their home.
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Cameron weighed her options as she stared at the area around Remy's hands unconsciously. She could take the guest room, and have the privacy to cry about the loss of her parents unabashedly. It wasn't according to whatever plans they seemed to have, so that'd probably mean that she'd disappoint and/or worry at least Cuddy. She imagined there had to have been some costs tied to her arrival, so she'd only be an inconvenience. "No, it's okay," she answered before she could even consider the pros of sharing the room. There might be some privacy issues, but she figured they'd get over that because they were both girls. Besides, they might end up being good friends because of it. The girl seemed to be open to a new friendship, that much she was implying with her behavior.
She was surprised to be sleeping in a bunk bed, to say the least. They made for a logical choice, but she always associated them with spending vacations in cottages. "Bottom one," she answered almost immediately, shooting Remy a small, guilty smile. She might've said that either was fine, but there might've been some experiences with the top bunk that she didn't want to relive. Not that she was speaking out of experience, of course. "An adjourning bathroom?" she repeated incredulously, already walking over to check if it wasn't secretly a closet or anything. After giving the bathroom a once over, she turned back into the room and let out a overwhelmed breath. "Wow, I should've put myself up for adoption sooner," she said with a laugh. She raised an eyebrow, her smile not quite reaching her eyes but never disappearing. "Anything else that's too good to be true?"
Janine smiled, jabbing her thumb in the main direction of her car. "I'll go get Allison's stuff," she offered, already making her way over to the door.
"I'm sure Janette will revoke our parenting rights because of the blatant lack of consideration we're showing." House pressed pause, looking up like he hadn't been caught not caring at all. "Any more un-considerate-ness and we might become appreciated," he said, practically spelling out the longest word as to not trip over any syllables.
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Remy leaned against the stairs of the bunk bed, watching Cameron as she looked around the room. Fortunately, she didn't seem too disappointed with the style or color choices. The thought of sleeping on the top bunk was a little nerve-wracking, considering she already fell out of it twice. Hopefully, she had learned not to roll over in her sleep. She couldn't help but smirk at girl's reaction to her room. She had been quite overwhelmed when she first moved in too. It had taken her awhile to get used to living somewhere so big.
"I think that's about it," she replied, not sure what else was all that great about her house. Both of her parents were usually at work, which could be both a plus and a minus. The refrigerator was also always full. Those were two little things she always thought too good to be true, but they weren't worth announcing. She rubbed her head where she had bumped it then dropped her hand back down to her side again. "I can show you the rest of the house," she offered, trying to keep things from getting awkward. Her father caused enough awkwardness. "Oh! We have a pool in the backyard," she stated with a grin. "That's pretty cool."
Gus trotted into the room, giving Cameron a side glance before making his way over to Remy. Purring loudly, he circled her legs, rubbing up against her. After a moment, he took a seat beside her feet, flattening his ears and swiping his tail slowly back and forth across the floor as he studied Cameron's feet.
Noticing he was planning an attack, Remy put her foot in front of him and gently pushed him backward, ignoring him as he latched onto her pants.
Cuddy rolled her eyes at his sarcasm. "Set the table, House," she said, nodding to the drawers. "If you're not going to get it, get Remy to do it. I'm going to help Janine get Allison's things." She walked away from him and headed toward the door to get Cameron's things and take them to the girls' room.
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Cameron looked around their room some more, noting that the colors gave the room a somewhat sterile impression. Not that she was in the position to complain. Besides, after the room experienced a little living, the colors would probably fade into the background. Her eyes lingered on the '13' hanging above the desk briefly. "Please," she replied to the offer, throwing another smile at Remy. It felt like all she was doing was smiling today, but that was just part of proper first impressions. "A what?" she asked, her smile faltering to make place for another incredulous look. "Nooo." She drew out the word, narrowing her eyes at Remy. "Now you're just making fun of me." If they did have a pool, then, well, she hit the jackpot. There'd be sunbathing in the near future, that was for sure. It seemed like the more informed she got, the better she started to like her new surroundings. It almost started to resemble an elongated vacation. With school.
"Oh my," she practically cooed at the arrival of Gus. Her smile took on a more genuine tint as she flashed her teeth, taking in their interaction. She walked over and crouched down in front of Remy and him, but made no move to pet him. Unfortunate experiences with cats had made her wary about immediately approaching them. "He's adorable. What's his name?" she asked, glancing up at the other girl.
House looked down at the PSP in his hands, then at Cuddy's retreating back – her lower, lower back. Remembering his motivations, he set his PSP to standby and got up to put his next plan into action. He made his way over to stairs and called, "Remy, honey bear, mom wants you to set the table." Considerateness? Check. Keeping the pressure of his leg and keeping up the pretense of being the good guy, coincidentally ruffling Cuddy's feathers, which will have an 73% chance of angry make up sex? Double check.
Janine had already loaded out the only suitcase Cameron had packed when she noted Cuddy walking over. "The poor girl didn't want to stay in her house any longer than necessary," she sighed, looking down at the lone suitcase. "I think she might want to return later to get more of her stuff. When she feels up for it."