Nyx / House / Audition

[tempting_the_fates]

He'd told his manager he wasn't sure the part was for him, that he didn't think he looked much like a doctor- And he didn't. He'd turned out to be a damned fine actor, good enough to leave music behind, but he still looked like a rock star with his long wild hair and those eternally tired eyes.

"Just go, see how it goes," his agent had urged. "This could be a breakout role for you in America."

So now he was here in some room with a dozen other actors he sort of recognized, slouched low in his seat as his eyes skimmed over them all. He was judging in silence, but definitely judging.

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[drfeelbad]

"Oh," said House, and was about to quip something snarky, but instead just said, "Same, actually. I mean, most of the people here truly suck."

[tempting_the_fates]

"No kidding," Nyx agreed, taking the check when it came and handing over his card. "I've met so many people, but- I don't know, it's like I can't connect with any of them."

The server came back, and he scribbled down a tip before handing it back over.

"You mind if we go outside? I'm desperate for a smoke."

[drfeelbad]

"Sure, but I guess as a doctor I'm obligated to tell you that those will kill you or whatever," House said as he stood and picked up his cane from where he'd slid it under the table.

[tempting_the_fates]

"Death's coming no matter what," Nyx shrugged, lighting up as soon as they were outside. "Besides, might as well die young and leave a pretty corpse."

[drfeelbad]

"Damn missed my chance," House said. He winced a little then, and put a hand on the railing beside him, steadier than his cane, and fished the Vicodin bottle out of his pocket with his other hand.

[tempting_the_fates]

Nyx leaned against a nearby rail, taking a long drag as he looked Greg over.

"I dunno... You're still very handsome," he decided.

[drfeelbad]

"Oh, well - " House couldn't help it, a little smile tugged at his lips. Pleased. "It's the eyes," he said with a shrug. "Oh, and chicks dig canes."

[tempting_the_fates]

"Oh? I'll keep that in mind," Nyx snorted. "You know, in case the rockstar turned actor thing doesn't work out long term."

[drfeelbad]

"I suspect you'll have your good looks for quite a while," House said. "Despite the smoking."

[tempting_the_fates]

"Fingers crossed, wouldn't want to suddenly be out of work- And what am I without a pretty face, huh?" Nyx laughed.

[drfeelbad]

“A lot of talent and a great ass?” House suggested.

[tempting_the_fates]

Nyx laughed at that, shaking his head.

"You're a laugh, doc, you know that?" he smiled. "This was fun, we should do it again sometime," he added, leaning in to kiss the man's cheek and give him a squeeze.

[drfeelbad]

“Well if you’re cast I probably can’t compliment your ass anymore,” House pointed out as he fished for his keys in his pocket.

[tempting_the_fates]

"At least not on set." Nyx laughed, starting to order himself an uber.

[drfeelbad]

"You need a ride?" House asked when he saw him open up the app.

[tempting_the_fates]

"I'm on the other side of town, you don't want to go all that way," Nyx said, shaking his head. "Besides, don't want the studio to think you're playing favourites if we get seen together near mine."

[drfeelbad]

"Right, of course," House said. "Well, some other time. I mean, if you like bikes." He gestured to his motorcycle, which was parked nearby.

[tempting_the_fates]

Nyx glanced over and raised a brow.

"I do like bikes. ...One more reason to come out with me again, hmm?" he suggested.

[drfeelbad]

"Sure, another time then," House said with a little smile. Though he did think that if Nyx were cast he probably should be more careful, with the comments.

[tempting_the_fates]

"I'll see you, Doc," Nyx smiled, finishing up ordering a ride home and offering a small wave.