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[Ongoing] Calling Dr Tam?

Who: Haruhi Fujioka and Simon Tam
Where: Simon's room (Floor 4 Room 1)
When: Today (September 1)
Rating: Pgish, I guess. Simon may swear and ... I don't know
Summary: Simon's looking for answers, Haruhi's got them in spades. So he invited her to his room in order to get down to the bottom of the matter.

Another new person who had no idea what was going on. Haruhi felt like the welcoming committee to hell at this point; though she never seemed to end up getting to know them. That bothered her a little. That Sirius person had never said much after she had given him the information that he wanted.

Letting out a heavy sigh she made her way up the flights of stairs that led their way to the room Simon Tam had given her. It was nice to be out of her room and away from Tamaki. She had no issues with being around him, in fact, she felt almost obligated to be so after what had happened last. Still, she wanted to make the most of this place. It was something new, something that she couldn't change, and if she couldn't move towards her goal she would learn as much about these other world people as she could.

Once she arrived at the door she knocked quietly. Wasn't this person taking care of someone?

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Nothing short of a small explosion would likely wake Harry Mason at this point. Even so, Simon had left the door open and it creaked slightly from the force of Haruhi's knock. Reaching for the door, Simon pulled it open further for his guest.

She was younger than he expected, perhaps even younger than his sister. The doctor wasn't about to hold that against her and he offered his hand, leaning on the crutches he had found.

"Come in," he said with a smile. "My name is Simon, by the way, it's nice to meet you."

She took the hand, shaking it. Not many people in this place seemed to bow, but that seemed to be the way of the world as well. It wasn't something she tended to bother with thoughts about. There were more things that needed her thoughts after all. “Fujioka Haru – er, Haruhi Fujioka.” She corrected herself. He probably would have assumed her name was Fujioka if she had offered it the other way.

She offered up a small smile, still unsure as to how familiar she ought to be with the man. In truth, she treated everyone here as if she were still in school working in the host club; never becoming too attached to anyone. She glanced at the crutches, wondering if that had been the handiwork of one of the guests of the mansion. It seemed they'd turned bit of a violent streak recently. “Did that happen here?”

Maneuvering himself back a step, Simon made a gesture and invited Haruhi into the modest room. He didn't feel quite at home yet, actually missing the tiny cabin he occupied on Serenity.

"Make yourself comfortable, Haruhi," He said. Simon was only trying to be polite, being too familiar did not occur to him. Besides, he tried not to give out his full name too often, out of habit. "I'm sorry I don't have anything to eat or drink that I could offer...

Oh, this?" He indicated the lame leg. "No, actually, this happened shortly before I arrived here."

She nodded, taking a seat on the end of the empty bed. Rooms needed more chairs. She decided to keep that as a pervading thought for a while to see if the mansion added to the number of chairs in a room. Or, it could be like the bed situation in her room and, instead of getting more chairs, they could get some sort of chair hybrid that, while functional, didn't really serve what she wanted in the first place.

“Actually all you have to do is want something and you'll be able to get it.” Or you could go down to the kitchen and get something; it all depended on what level of interaction you wanted to have with the others that were stuck here. “But you had some questions.” She changed the topic, going right to the point of things. “I'm probably the best person to talk to about wonderland. The residents won't tell you anything helpful.”

Simon took a seat in the only chair, leaning the crutches against the wall nearest him. Harry was resting in the next room, thankfully.

"It just appears, correct? That sort of explains the medicine and crutches, as well as the extra bed," he pondered aloud. The idea of things just...appearing out of thin air was a little discomforting, but if a sensible seeming girl like Haruhi was able to accept it he supposed he could as well. He had seen some pretty incredible things already, 'magic'...he wouldn't ask Haruhi to explain that. Maybe, if he 'wanted' it enough, a solution for Harry's eye-problem would present itself.

"I do have one pressing question," he said. "I was told that people don't really die here...or they die and come back to life, or something like that. How is that even possible...?"

(OOC: I apologise for the delays.)

She thought about that one for a long moment before she shrugged. “I really don't know that one.” She admitted unabashedly. There had been no reason for her to know it after all. She hadn't died yet, neither had anyone that she knew.

She leaned back, thinking a bit more before finishing with her own speculation. “It could be because they have nowhere else to go. The mansion is ... well, I guess you could call it the start of everything. We're just here because it got lonely.”

[OOC: No problem.]

"But is it true? People do come back from the dead?" Simon tried not to look as confused as he felt. The doctor was firmly planted in what he thought was reality, and was unequipped to deal with things too far beyond what he could see and touch. Perhaps a shepherd would understand this better...too bad Book was no where to be found.

"'It'," he said. "You mean the mansion is alive in some sense..."

She nodded. “They do, and it is.” She answered, two for the price of one. There was more though. The mansion wasn't exactly a living thing. It was a living space. It collected the people here in order to create itself, in order to become larger. She wasn't exactly how to explain both at once. So she decided to give Simon the option. “Which do you want me to explain first?”

"Tell me more about the mansion. Is it self-aware?" Simon felt very strange asking if a building was self-aware... What was even more disturbing was the thought that maybe this Wonderland was watching them. This was going to leave him paranoid, the rate this conversation was going.

She nodded. “Anything that you want or need it'll give you. All you really have to do is want it.” She kept that thought about wanting more chairs in the rooms, and really, two beds would be nice as well. She was getting frustrated with Tamaki sleeping on the edge of the bed all the time. Maybe he wanted the whole bed to himself ... in that case maybe it would be better for her to get another room.

She hadn't realized she'd pushed herself into her own thoughts instead of finishing what she had been saying to Simon. “Oh, so, I guess it really is. Well, it's alive at any rate. The more people it brings here the larger it grows.”

"Anything?" Simon doesn't voice what he's wondering about. That falls under doctor-patient-privilege as far as he is concerned. Haruhi is a nice girl, but she doesn't need to know anything about Harry Mason's condition.

"I see...古怪," he said as he rubbed his fingers across his temple. "I have just one more question, I think. I've heard some people on the network talking about events...?"

Ah, the events. That would be when the mansion plays let's fuck with you and laugh afterwards. Or more to Haruhi's mind, those weird things that cause too much trouble then when they cause good things ... not that she could recall anything that was good out of them. “They're .. the mansion's way of giving back, in a sense.”

This was awkward. It was honestly easier to live though an event then to explain it. She scratched the back of her head lightly as she thought about how to phrase things. “The Duchess says something pretty weird, then a few days later something happens that effects everyone. I'm pretty sure that it comes from someone in the mansion's heart of head.” Maybe an example would do better then an explanation. “One time the whole mansion had noises as if there was a war going on, but there wasn't. As far as I could figure it out it was someone in the mansion's life experience. Though ....the shrinking event was pretty weird.”

Simon was rubbing his temples again, fighting off what he feared was a headache.

"So, just to be sure I'm understanding this correctly," he began. "The mansion takes things from the residents. Energy or something similar, and at random intervals the mansion uses this energy to change itself somehow... And the effects are temporary?"

This, on top of an already unstable population, made Simon think he was better off on Serenity. Perhaps it's better than River isn't here, God knows how she would handle all of this. Simon doesn't know if he could keep her safe, or Kaylee for that matter, or anyone from Serenity.

he would probably fail miserably in this place. Though, Haru had managed to keep from getting killed and she'd been here for an entire year. That was something to be proud of actually. “That's pretty much right. But it seems that wherever the energy came from is effected the worst.” She'd noticed the coincidences between people being out for the day and the events. “So you can pretty much figure out who's world the event is from through that. Not that it helps much, you're still effected. And you can die during an event.” She almost had her first event.

Simon leaned back into his chair, looking out the single, barred window. His view changed from moment to moment, starting in the small but cozy cabin he was making into home on Serenity, moving through the ship and out the bridge, ending on the cold and empty 'verse. The doctor shuddered and looked away.

"This is going to take some thought," he thought aloud to himself. Looking back up at Haruhi, the doctor smiled a little.

"But thank you, you've been a great help to me Haruhi."

She nodded knowingly, offering an undisciplined and yet somehow reassuring smile of her own. “I've been here a year and I still don't fully understand sometimes.” She admitted. “But it gets easier as time goes on. I promise.”

She stood to her feet, frowning a moment. She really had wanted to know about his world. What it was like, but she really couldn't think of a way to ask anything. Besides, it was all really a moot point now, he was never going to be able to get back ... unless he ended up like the others. With a soft sigh she smiled again, trying to be reassuring really. “You'll be fine. At least you didn't come right after the duchess spoke. That would have been harder.”

Ever the gentleman, Simon pulled himself out of the chair to escort Haruhi out.

"Also, if you ever need anything, just ask." Haruhi wouldn't be the first resident to be his patient, though he does hope that she never will. Bad things seem to happen to good people anyway, no matter where in the 'verse a person lives.

That caused her to look up at him with a genuine smile. He really was a kind sort of person. It was shame he had to end up here of all places. “Thanks. I'll keep that in mind if I ever get into an issue. Oh, and if you have anymore questions or anything, don't hesitate to find me.” Please find her. She only ever hangs around Tamaki and she feels like his babysitter sometimes. She could use a decent conversation and a friend. SHE FAILS AT FRIENDS!!

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