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.

Comments

[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.