hh_mirror | Application: Dr. Claire Saunders (a.k.a. "Whiskey"), "Dollhouse"

((I'm taking Claire from the end of s2e1, "Vows;" obviously there are spoilers for the last couple eps of s1, where we learned a bit about her history.))

Claire Saunders was running out of excuses.

Imprinted phobias be damned. She drove, crying and shaking and white-knuckling the SUV's steering wheel, as far as a tank of gas would take her in the general direction of "away from the Dollhouse." She finally stopped for the night at a rundown motel on the outskirts of Los Angeles.

Claire has no pop culture references, or she might have noticed the place's resemblance to a key set in "Psycho." Never having seen any Hitchcock, however, she opened the door of the motel, to find not Norman Bates, but the Hogwarts Sorting Room.

"What the..."

Maybe her flight from the Dollhouse was just a hallucination. She'd heard the Attic described as 'like a nightmare you can't wake up from;' surely the kind where you run and run and never get anywhere would qualify? Unconsciously Claire rubbed the scars on her forehead and cheeks, half expecting Alpha to leap out of the shadows with a blade.

She braced herself, put a hand against the writing desk to stabilize herself, and noticed the application. Curious despite herself, she picked up the quill.

State your full name.

"Currently? Dr. Saunders. Claire. Claire Saunders. Before that? I went by "Whiskey," when I wasn't busy being - number one. Before that...I don't want to know what my name was before that."

1. What is your favorite cheese? Why is it your favorite?

"Hmm. Do I have a favorite cheese? Did Topher bother with anything that detailed? Whatever. Swiss seems appropriate. Full of holes."

2. Who would you kill first, Barney or Carrottop?

"I'm a doctor. "First do no harm" and all that. Well, technically I never took the oath, but I feel deeply bound by it nonetheless."

3. What time is it where you are?

"It's "right now." Where I'm from, there's only ever "right now." Actives have no conception of the future, you see, and the past - the past can be taken away from a Doll at any time. For better or worse."

4. If you were Albus Dumbledore returned from the dead, which member of the Order of the Phoenix would you sexually harass? How would you harass them? If you are Albus Dumbledore, please answer as if you were Sirius Black.

Claire thought of her last encounter with Topher, her sick, doomed seduction scene, and laughed and laughed - a grating, slightly hysterical laugh - then took a swig from a silver flask.

"Next question."

5. If you are pushing to be in:

A. Slytherin - please state the clever, witty name of the bar in which you bartend, in the dark.

"The Infirmary. I'm not really programmed for clever or witty."

B. Gryffindor – Debate whether Harry should ultimately end up married to Fred or George. Use examples from a variety of world mythologies to bolster your argument.

"Marriage isn't exactly my department. The whole idea of permanency is not exactly my department."

C. Ravenclaw – You guys are supposed to be smart. Explain why my desk is inundated with paperwork at all times, even though I’m constantly disposing of it.

"You work for a major corporation engaged in a shadowy conspiracy to rent out the products of highly unethical bleeding-edge medical technology? Just a guess."

She pushed her hair out of her eyes. "I can give you the best bit of advice I've ever gotten. All those reports you so diligently write up every day, conscientiously including every detail of anything likely to produce problems down the line? Nobody reads those. Just let it go. Live in the now."

D. Hufflepuff – Prove you are not useless.

That laugh again.

"I'm fully qualified in a variety of medical fields, from first aid to major surgery. I've also got quite a nice line in computer skills, strangely enough. Though I've also got a whole raft of phobias designed to keep me stuck in place, but I am - I was - working on that."

6. Offer a bribe to the members of this community so that they will not squib you. Items used in bribery do not necessarily have to belong to the person offering the bribe. Do not threaten us rather than offering a bribe. A threat indicates you either don't really want to be here, or don't have enough sense to answer the question properly. The hat will automatically squib you, regardless of other votes, if you do.

"Lollipop?"

She reached into the pocket of her sensible skirt and produced a handful of colorful candies.

"Hello? Is anyone there? I filled out your little form here. Just one question: Is any of this real?"

I have read the

hogwarts_hocus faq, and understand it is a crazy, cracktastic sorting community and RPG. ___Dr._Saunders__
I have read the

hogwarts_hocus rules and agree to abide by each and every one of them. __Dr._Saunders__.
I agree to be a good sport and not get my knickers in a bunch. _Ha._No_promises._
One day, ~~marmalade~~ Rossum will rule the world. ___Dr._Saunders__

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"Never as far as we think we have gone, do we truly go." He settled himself down on the floor, for one second sorely missing the hoverchair that had once let him speak face to face with his taller compatriots. "Wizards, yes, and witches too. No fairy godmothers have I seen, but know every student here I do not."

"Well, that's something beyond even Topher's powers, if it's for real," she muttered. "They teach magic here? Like in classes and labs? How does that work?"

((Sorry for the delay!))

Yoda nodded. "Classes there are, though rare. A wand you acquire--" he held his out as an example, shorter than the wands of most average-human-sized beings and a perfect fit for someone less than a meter tall-- "and spells you will learn. Protection, transformation, and more. Most interesting it is. Very educational."

Saunders leaned down to peer more closely at the wand. "Very interesting. Is the magic in the wand, or is it just a focusing tool like a pointer?"

"An interesting question. Some research have I done. A little of both, the answer seems to be. A magical item in the core of the wand focuses the magic of the wielder." He shrugged. "If understood correctly I have."

"Very interesting. Items with magical properties, like chemical properties..." She laughed. "This is amazing. I'm a scientist; I'm supposed to be too rational to even consider the idea of magic."

"You must unlearn what you have learned," he said, mouth quirking. It was an old line, one he'd used on quite a few students through the centuries. "Belief it does not require; if real it is, than real it is. Have fun exploring it, you should."

"You make it sound so simple." She took another swallow of her water. "That's kind of a leap of faith, giving up the safety net of all my past learnings. But fun? Fun sounds like a good idea to me right now."

"A simple thing to say, it is. To do, is another. Your choice it is, whether you wish to or not. If wish it you do, vote you into a House I will."

"I left so I could get away, find a better way to live," Claire said, and squared her shoulders. "Yes. I do want this. It may not lead me where I want to go, but it's a place to start."

"A preference do you have, or my opinion will you trust?"

"I trust you," she said. "I'm not entirely sure why I do, but instinct is all I have to work with here, so yes, I'll trust your opinion."

"To Ravenclaw, I will vote you," he said after a few seconds of deliberation. "The House for the intelligent it is. Fit in there, I think you will."

"Thank you. May I ask, ahh, who -" and what "you are?"

"Welcome, you are. Yoda am I. In Ravenclaw I am; if ever you wish to speak, find me around the school you can."

Application: Dr. Claire Saunders (a.k.a. "Whiskey"), "Dollhouse"

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