Season Finale

[tempting_the_fates]

It was a partly closed set today, only a few crew and actors who needed to be there. Spoilers, right?

Nyx was reviewing the changes to the script, perched on a chair off to the side of the cameras. He'd seen Hex, had seen House hanging around as well, though he was in his own little world as he turned the page and reviewed the highlighted parts. However, he did glance up when he noticed one of them heading his way.

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[drfeelbad]

House was a bit nervous about shooting today for a variety of reasons. One being the secrecy around the reveal over Caleb. The other just being... shooting Nyx in a scene where Jett is in the hospital. When he thinks he might be dying.

He wanted to reassure him, kiss him. But nope, not here.

"Hey you," he said. "Any notes?"

[tempting_the_fates]

Nyx shook his head, then offered a smile.

"No, it's good. It's really good," he said. "People are going to go mad over this. I reckon you'll have the ratings through the roof."

[just_hex]

Hex had the pages for the reveal, watching the cast and crew as the twist was about to happen. House was so smart. The anticipation was killing him.

He was eating a turkey avocado wrap from the craft services table as he walked over, lingering close but not wanting to interrupt them.

[drfeelbad]

House was a bit torn on his favorite parts of the scene. Where Caleb said "You weren't supposed to get better." Or when Jett said, "I didn't ask you to kill me," and Caleb responded, "You'll wish I had."

That last line was where the episode ended. Where the season ended. People were going to lose their minds.

"You're going to win a fucking Emmy," House said to Nyx.

[tempting_the_fates]

Nyx laughed a little, not sure that was true.

"I dunno about that, but you will. I'm sure of that. ...Maybe you too," he said to Hex, over Greg's shoulder.

[just_hex]

"He'll win, for sure," Hex nodded enthusiastically. "It's the best telly in years."

[drfeelbad]

House couldn't help but be a little pleased at the praise. "If people don't murder me over the cliffhanger," he laughed.

[tempting_the_fates]

Nyx laughed as well, flipping through his script again, then putting it aside.

"Have any notes for us then?" he asked.

[just_hex]

Hex had his notes, but looked at House for anything more as he chewed the last of his snack.

[drfeelbad]

“I want both Jett and the audience to think that Caleb might have poisoned him ,” House said. “They can argue about it on Reddit the whole off season.”

[tempting_the_fates]

Nyx nodded, then seemed thoughtful. "What's the energy between them? Fear and anger, obviously, but- Do we think there's another timeline where they could have gotten along? Were they doomed to always come up against one another?"

[just_hex]

"Yeah, how maniacal is he?" Hex asked. "It ain't just opportunity, yeah?"

[drfeelbad]

"I think Jett's probably too smart," House said. Then looked at Hex. “He’s not maniacal,” he said finally. “He thinks he’s helping. That’s what makes him terrifying. Maniacs are easy to spot. Caleb’s polite. Soothing. He’s the guy who holds your hand and tells you it’s okay to let go.”

House tapped the pen in his hand against his leg.

“He doesn’t want to kill people. He wants to be needed." Pause. "Play him like he’s the calmest man in the room. And make the audience realize too late that he’s the one setting the fire.”

[tempting_the_fates]

Nyx nodded a bit, then wet his lips with a flick of his tongue.

"Works for me," he said. "They wanted to know if you wanted my costume taken in or if you think having the scrubs slightly oversized is better."

[just_hex]

House's instructions only hurt when Nyx mentioned taking his scrubs in. Caleb wasn't any real stretch because Hex, too, was soothing.

Just...not a psycho.

He hid his reaction by pulling out his phone to jot a note of what House had said.

[drfeelbad]

"Have them take them in a bit," House said. "I think that Jett would."

[tempting_the_fates]

"I'll let them know," Nyx nodded, pretty sure they'd already taken a set in just in case. "They were talking about cutting my hair, but I said Jett wouldn't do that," he told House, before looking over at Hex.

"You think he'd cut his hair?"

[drfeelbad]

"... no," said House. "Not until he had to. Until vanity pushed him to it."

[just_hex]

Hex agreed by shaking his head.

"He'd never," he echoed.

[tempting_the_fates]

Nyx touched his hair, aware of the places where it was starting to thin slightly due to the chemo.

"Yeah," he agreed quietly, falling silent after that.

[just_hex]

Hex caught the look in Nyx's eye and looked over at House.

"But if make up insists on a cut, write it in and let Caleb cut his hair. You know, to take care of him," he suggested.

His gaze slid to Nyx to see if he would be comfortable with Hex doing it, even if it meant a little public roleplay like they'd talked about.

[drfeelbad]

House couldn't exactly pinpoint why, but there was something weird about that exchange. He glanced between them. "Suggestion noted," he said. "But for right now we've got this scene ahead of us. Are you two ready, or do you want to rehearse first?"

[tempting_the_fates]

Nyx didn't want to cut his hair, didn't want to see more evidence of the cancer. He said nothing about it though, lost in his own thoughts.

"Whatever Hex would rather."

[just_hex]

He could see a storm brewing in Nyx's eyes and he shrugged.

"I wouldn't mind going over lines a few times first," he said. "We can step over there..."

[drfeelbad]

“Sure,” Houae said. “I’ll give you some notes.” He gestured for Hex to lead the way.