Standing at the Edge of This Cliff

unlimited_bitch @ 2006-04-26T20:55:00

2006-04-27T00:56:17Z

Now also part of medhouse

unlimited_bitch @ 2006-03-13T18:16:00

2006-03-13T23:18:58Z

This journal is no longer a part of theatrical_muse, and any posts from this point forward are for various challenges, until I find a new home for her.

What is the best present you have ever given someone else?

2005-10-13T20:51:01Z

The best present I’ve ever given someone else? Well, many people may disagree, not about what I did, but that it was a gift. I saved House’s life. I suppose that could count, especially since I can’t think of anything else. Back when he had the blood clot in his leg, before we put him in the coma, and royally fucked him over, his heart stopped. I’m sure that some people wish that I hadn’t been able to shock him back. But I did. And, I suppose that’s that. Some people probably hate that I did…I don’t. I’m glad he realized what was about to happen in time for us to get him back. Lord knows I would have missed him, the annoying prick. So, I suppose that you could see my partial ‘gift of life’ as a gift, though, y’know, I’m not his mother, so it’s not really anything like the gift of life.

New muse info - ooc

2005-09-28T20:57:47Z

Okay, so after last night's episode, and numerous mutterings of the word 'fuck', I realized I should probably change some things.

Cuddy's apartment, go bye bye. She lives in a house.
She's Jewish.
She was in Michigan for Med school, and knew House.
She wanted to become a doctor since the age of 12, graduated med school at 25, second in her class, and became the second youngest ever, and first female chief of staff.

Has been chief for 10 years, which would make her 42, but...err...yeah. Not doing that. She's 38, bite me ;)

If your character has talked about any of this with her, just assume that that's what they talked about. If your muse didn't know this, they still dont.

unlimited_bitch @ 2005-09-28T00:12:00

2005-09-28T04:14:21Z

...just call me a fuck-up.

House is right. I haven't been a real doctor in ten years.

Have you ever betrayed someone's confidence? Has anyone ever betrayed you?

2005-09-28T04:13:07Z

One can only assume that asking that question means that you’ve spoken to House. I didn’t have to lie to him that day. When I was putting him under, I could have told him what Stacy wanted me to do. Yes, she was his healthcare proxy, but he made it clear what he wanted. Had we just left him alone…he may be able to walk without a limp, not be on the drugs, not be in pain.

Then again, he could have died.

You choose which one’s the happier outcome.

Seriously. I’m sure his clinic patients would have preferred he died.

Which, hell, he almost did, even after we saved his leg. Hm, he actually noticed before anyone else that his heart was about to go. I ended up being the one who shocked him back. Yay me?

Seriously though. He didn’t want it done, we shouldn’t have done it. It’s as simple as that.

As if anyone thought something else?

2005-08-17T00:08:56Z

Rather Experienced
You are 57% pure!

My test tracked 1 variable How you compared to other people your age and gender:

You scored higher than 67% on purity

Link: The 100 Point Sexual Purity Test written by ocicat on Ok Cupid

unlimited_bitch @ 2005-07-29T22:04:00

2005-07-30T02:06:42Z

Lisa was sitting at her desk, going over House's new organizational system with a sigh. Half of her wished that he hadn't promised her her job back if she returned. She'd liked not feeling so responisble for a while.

With a sigh, she studied the budget reports.

Favorite time of day?

2005-07-29T06:51:28Z

Early morning. I’ve been so used to waking up around five or six am for work, and I don’t have to be up that early since I don’t have anywhere near the same responsibilities as I did at ho — in Princeton. I don’t think that David’s realized that I slip out of bed every morning to go for a run, then come home, have a shower and slide back in next to him to watch him sleep. Unless he has to work, the lazy tush doesn’t wake up till around eight. I usually don’t have to be at work before ten, so I have the time for cuddling, and…other things, if David’s up for them. After all, anyone who’s ever slept with me knows I’m insatiable. But really, that’s not the point, is it?

Of course, things are about to change, and maybe not for the better, but it is all going to be okay in the end, because if it’s not okay, it’s not the end.

unlimited_bitch @ 2005-07-14T04:53:00

2005-07-14T08:52:20Z

After this, and Wow, talk about HOLY FUCK!

Her entire body still shook as she hung up, dropping her phone on the bedside table, as she shifted to the edge of the bed, and just curled into a ball.

unlimited_bitch @ 2005-07-03T01:37:00

2005-07-03T05:40:37Z

She was in the midst of a very pleasent, though she'd never call it such when she was awake, dream, and was ripped from it fairly quickly by the ringing of the phone.

Lisa just rolled over and pulled the pillow over her head, nudging David at the same time.

Going to California

2005-07-02T13:32:06Z

She said her good-byes on Friday, half of her wishing that she wasn't going, and the other half ecstatic beyond words. She left the hospital with one last box, going home to finish packing before her flight early the next morning.

She stepped off the plane with a yawn, glad she was there but wishing that she'd been able to get a later flight out. As Lisa headed towards the baggage claim, she spotted David and smiled, practically running towards him, before jumping into his arms.

"Hey." She laughed quietly.

David just barely manages to catch her without falling over. "Yo."

"How are you?" She asked, letting her legs drop down.

“Good- better now that you're back. You?" he helped to set her down. "You got your bags yet?"

She looked at him for a second. "Do I look like I have them?"

"Well, I dunno... Women are strange when it comes to their belongings- what do I know."

"Yes. See, I brought my invisible bag with me..." She said with a smirk.

"See, see! That's what I meant! You women and your secret weapons- QVC and HSN," he grins.

She raised an eyebrow. "Try Saks.com." She said, as the buzzer for the conveyer went.

David rolls his eyes, "Women." He follows her to the conveyer.

When her bags came around, she accidentally-on-purpose stepped on his foot with her heel for the 'women' comment, before grabbing her luggage.

"Ow!" he jumps back a bit, "What was that for?"

"That mildly sexist comment." She said with her eyebrows raised slightly.

He laughs, "I just say what come to mind. You're gonna need to put an electric shock collar on me if you want me to be trained."

"Those your bags there?"

"If those were humane..." She said with a laugh. "That one is too." Lisa pointed at one that was twice the size of the other two.

"Ugh," he walks over and lugs the bags with them, out to his car.

"What?" She laughed. "My clothes may not have a lot of fabric, but I have a lot of clothes."

He grins, "God, I've missed having you around to give me a hard time."

She slid her arms around his neck after he put the bags into the trunk. 'Good. I've missed being around and giving you a hard time."

He chuckles and then kisses her. He pulls away gently and heads to the driver's side of the car. "The door should be unlocked."

She smiled as she got in, leaning her head lightly against the window with a yawn.

He notices the yawn as they pull out of the airport, "It's going to take you awhile to get used to the time change."

"Not that long, I mean, it's only three hours."

He shrugs, "How did they take it- you leaving?"

"Better than I did." She gave him a wry smile.

He sighs, "I'm sorry things worked out this way. I'm grateful you decided to come but I wish things could have worked out... better, ya know?"

"Yeah." She said quietly. "But whatever. We've figured things out, and that's fine."

"This isn’t permanent, you know. Something might change. Holly might move back to the East Coast and, then, well I would have to move out there, too. I can get a job at any FBI office thanks to my work with the OSC." He tries to re-assure her because he knows this is terrible for her.

She reached over and squeezed his hand. "I'm here, right?"

"Yeah, you are unless I am giving a ride to some stranger who looks a helluva lot like Lisa Cuddy," he grins.

She laughed softly. "I'm here because I want to be, Creegan. As hard as it was to leave everything behind, I want to be here with you."

He smiles, "You have no idea how much this means to me."

She smiled softly, not saying anything for the rest of the way to the hotel.

He pulls into the hotel's parking lot and parks the car. He turns to Lisa, "Home sweet home."

She leaned over and kissed him softly before bounding out of the car.

He smiles and then gets out to follow her. They reach the door and he unlocks it, leading the way in.

She smiled as she put her bags down, sliding her arms around him.

He returns the gesture and is content to just hold her for a moment.

"I missed you." She said quietly. resting her head against his shoulder.

He sighs, "Yeah... So who did you pick to take over the hospital?"

"House." She half smiled. "Trust me, I'm already sure someone's going to call me and tell me he did something stupid."

He lets her go and heads for the kitchen, "Oh, really?" He laughs and grabs a soda from the fridge, "Thirsty? Hungry?"

"Well, it's House." She said with a laugh. "Nah."

"I have to meet this guy sometime." He takes a seat on the couch and gestures for her to make herself at home.

She curls up slightly in the corner of the couch, "You probably will sometime. He's like a brother to me."

"It's good to have friends like that... I got Cyril. You'll probably meet him someday."

"Cool."

"So... now that you're out here... what are you going to do with yourself?" he asks, kiddingly.

"Well, you know, finding a job is kind of at the top of my list."

"Heh, well, yeah, that would probably be a good place to start."

"Ya think?"

He can only laugh and grin at her.

She just stuck her tongue out lightly at him.

"Oh, that's real mature," he kids.

"Well, I could think of more mature things to do." She smirked.

He arches an eyebrow at this, "You, Miss Cuddy, have a dirty mind."

"And this is news?" She laughed.

"No, not really- just stating a fact."

She just smirked.

He grins back, "So..."

"Yes..?"

"You wanna sleep and, no, I don't mean sex- you had a long flight out here and you must be tired."

She shook her head slightly, her curls falling into her eyes. "Not really."

"Well, I took the day off so- what do you want to do your first day in Cali that is a stay longer than a weekend? And... wow, is that a mouth-full."

She sighed slightly. "I have no idea."

He reaches over and tussles her hair a little, "Nice work," he laughs.

She swatted at him. "Hey!"

He grins, "Wha?"

"Don't touch the hair." She said dryly, trying to glare at him and failing.

"Bah," he leans in and kisses her.

"Well...hello there." She mumbled against his lips.

He pulls away and cocks his head to one side, grinning stupidly, "Howdy."

She laughed and just kissed him gently. "You working today?"

"Nope, I'm not."

"Mmm...good."

He chuckles, "How, come I think you're getting plans now?"

"Because we've met?" She raised an eyebrow.

He smiles wider, "Niiice."

She shifted and straddled him. "Isn't it?"

"Yup, I'm glad we're on the same page here," he leans up and kisses her.

"Good." She kissed him for a long moment, pulling away when there was a knock on his door.

David groans and throws his head back, "Think we can just pretend we aren't home?"

She laughed. "Go answer the door David. Maybe they'll go away."

He gently moves out from under her and heads to the door.

She let out a sigh as she dropped her head against the back of the couch.

David opens the door to find Branca just about to make another knock.

"David- Enright said you were taking a day off and said I could find you here."

"Well, you have found me."

"So, I have."

"What do you need?"

"I need to the file on the Jenson case."

"Couldn't you have called?"

"I would have loved to but all I got were busy signals and your cell phone was off- again."

"I'll have to talk to my personal assistant about that."

She snorted softly, rolling her eyes.

Branca heard the snort and looks past David to see Lisa.

"Oh, well, I see why you weren't answering your phone."

"Well, yeah, Branca, it is my day off- I can do what I want without reporting into you."

"Oh, really?" Branca chuckles.

"Yeah, really," David agrees, "Come on in- I'll get the file for you. I think you already know Lisa."

Branca goes and sits in a chair near Lisa.

"Hi. How are you?" She smiled.

Branca gives her a genuine smile, "I'm good. You?"

"I'm great." Her lips twitched slightly

Branca nods, "How long you staying out here?"

She shrugged slightly. "Until David gets sick of me, I guess."

Branca laughs, "I don't think that's going to be the problem. He really seems to like you.. Which- actually makes me very happy because it makes him easier to deal with."

"Good." She laughed. "Because I really like him too."

Branca smiles, "Good."

David returns, "Here ya go, Susan. It took a bit to find."

"It's okay," she takes the file, "You two have a good day and I'll see you tomorrow at work, David." She leaves.

She stood up and grabbed the front of his shirt, walking backwards into the bedroom.

David laughs and follows, "Well, she did say to have a good day."

"I know how to make it a great one." She smirked.

"Glad to hear it," he kisses her.

She dropped down onto the bed, stretching out. "Come here?" She asked, fighting a yawn.

"Anything to please," he quips as he lies down next to her.

“good." She smiled, laying her head on his shoulder.

He brings his arm up and around her and gently runs his fingers along her arm.

Creegs...

2005-07-01T07:36:42Z

I should get there Saturday morning. You picking me up at the airport?

One word?

2005-07-01T04:36:27Z

Please leave a one-word comment that you think best describes me. It can only be one word.

No more.

Then copy & paste this in your journal so that I may leave a word about you.

Obstacles...

2005-06-30T18:56:53Z

I don't know. I haven't really had that many to overcome. I mean, getting into med school, losing my father, getting this job...sure, they're big obstacles if you look at them as a group, but as soon as you look at them seperately, none of them are really all that big.

Sure, you'd think in 38 years someone would have had a big obstacle, right? Not really. But since I guess I do have to answer this...

Losing my father. He never got to see me graduate med school, get a job, get a better job, find someone who I could very possibly spend my life with (not that I will, but I could see it). Just the thought that I lost him to cancer when I was 25...something that there's still no cure for...it's a bit of a mental block.

I just...really miss him sometimes, you know?

Huh.

2005-06-30T18:44:07Z

You Are Strawberry Ice Cream

A bit shy and sensitive, you are sweet to the core.
You often find yourself on the outside looking in.
Insightful and pensive, you really understand how the world works.
You are most compatible with chocolate chip ice cream.

What Flavor Ice Cream Are You?

unlimited_bitch @ 2005-06-28T15:08:00

2005-06-28T19:18:36Z

She sighed as she went over more budgets, trying to get things wrapped up for whoever was in her position after she left. Turning on her computer and bringing up her iTunes she sat back to think.

Am I making the right choice? She wondered. I want to be with him but...I'm giving everything I've worked for up. I leave here and everything I've done to get to where I am...is wasted. I worked hard to become hospital administrator and DoM, but the chances of me being able to do it again...

She let out a sigh, shaking her head slightly and pushing the thoughts to the back of her mind.

"I love him, and for him I'll do it." She muttered softly.

Info Sheet

2005-06-26T18:11:57Z

Okay, so I did this for another RP, and figured I'd do one for here too. This is totally OOC, AKA if it's something your muse doesn't already know, they won't find out from here
Subject to change to reflect canon...heh.

General Information

Name: Lisa Janine Cuddy
Nicknames: Lis, cud (she hates that one)
Age: 38

Psychology

IQ: High enough
Phobias/Fears: Apiphobia, Arachnophobia, Ophidiophobia
Religious Beliefs: Raised Catholic, but she doesn’t know what she believes in half the time
Intolerances/Annoyances: People who abuse the English language, being manipulated
Quirks/Habits: Talks to herself from time to time

Family

Parents: Isabella and Marc Cuddy (Father deceased)
Siblings: Sister, six years younger, Marissa
Spouse/Serious Lover: David Creegan (david_creegan), who she moved across the country for
Children: None, and isn’t dying to have any, but wouldn’t be unhappy if she did
Family History: She’s close to her sister, and her sister’s children, as well as her mother. She lost her father when she was 25 to cancer. Also, she has an almost familial relationship with doctorhouse_tm who she can snark with till the cows come home.

Present Background

Occupation: Hospital Adminitrator/Dean of Medicine/GP
Education: Princeton U
Major: medicine/business
Activities: Working, running
Home: Apartment, for the next short while
Finance: Well off
Personal History: Has wanted to be a doctor as long as she can remember, very happy when she made it. Has had a few serious relationships in the past, one that led to an engagement, which was broken off when she was caught cheating (very few people know about it, as it was at the end of her college years) Was promoted, and loves the job she has now.

Appearance

Height: 5'5"
Eyes: Blue-grey
Hair: Long, brown, usually curvy
Face & Complexion: Average
Build: Slim
Defining Marks: Tattoo on her shoulder
Dress Style: At work she’s usually dressed in a skirt and blouse/jacket, out of work you can usually find her in jeans
Manner of Speech: Quiet, unless she needs something, can strike up a conversation with just about anyone
Manner of Movement: Very dominating/controlling

Romantic

Marital Status: Dating
Sexual Preference: Straight
Past Relationships: Has had a few serious relationships in the past, one that led to an engagement, which was broken off when she was caught cheating, had a breif fling with doctorhouse_tm a few years ago
Present Relationships: Dating/Doing david_creegan ;)

Oh. My. God.

2005-06-24T17:59:01Z

From House

2005-06-22T17:03:07Z

Ask a question. Any question of me. My favourite colour, the worst thing I've ever done, the last person I've kissed, slept with, whatever! Ask it, and I have to answer completely truthfully.

And then, of course, stick it in your journal and I'll ask you.

Wow

2005-06-22T02:07:23Z

This was an...impulsive weekend.

I went out to San Fran to see David...we ended up doing the whole 'I love you' thing after we heard about Brittany.

I got a tattoo, which I've been thinking about for a long time.

And, for the big finish...

I'm moving out there. Meaning I need to find someone to be my replacement at the hospital, and it's a hard choice.

One of us had to move, because we wanted to give this a fair shot, and part of me wishes it were him, but I mean, he has his kids out there, and I'm not that horrible of a person.

Now off to talk to people, and figure out the short list.

~L. Cuddy

Locked from David

2005-06-20T11:04:32Z

GOD! Why couldn't I keep my damn mouth shut. Sure, it would have come up eventually, but...it's only been two weeks. Two weeks and I may have already screwed things over. But with the Brittany thing, and then him getting shot...it just...was really bad timing.

It's scary, but I'm head over heels in love. With someone across the country. It's not like either of us have the luxury of making the choice to just pick up and move. He's got his job, and his ex and his kids, I've got my job and my mom and sister. Thing is, I think that if I asked him to come to Jersey, he would, so I can't ask him. He...sort of asked me, but I just...can't.

I don't want to lose him, but I don't know what we can do.

unlimited_bitch @ 2005-06-19T23:43:00

2005-06-20T03:48:03Z

She'd managed to keep all the thoughts in her head that she didn't want to dwell on off her mind while she was awake, but when she slept she had no power to do so.

After a particularily bad nightmare she woke up with a gasp, sitting almost straight up.

"Damn." She whispered softly, hoping that she hadn't woken David.

unlimited_bitch @ 2005-06-18T14:07:00

2005-06-18T18:06:54Z

Comment here and tell me something you don't like about me. NO HOLDS BARRED.

And then, if you're brave enough, put this in your journal and I'll tell you what I think of you.

Well damn.

2005-06-18T16:29:45Z

That's the ONE thing I didn't expect to happen this weekend.

It's good to know where we stand though.