room 227

[bridge-carson.livejournal.com]

*the door opens and a small robotic dog wanders out into the hallway*

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[cantgetnorelief.livejournal.com]

On his way out of the common room for a bathroom break, Anders doubletakes at the robotic dog that's just come through the open door.

"Uh . . . whoa. What the frak?" Curious, he heads for 227 and knocks on the open door.

[bridge-carson.livejournal.com]

"Guh?"

Bridge blinks the sleep out of his eyes as he wanders towards the door.

"Anders? It's..." Bridge glances at his wrist, and then realises he is not wearing a watch. "It's dark o'clock. Whazzup?"

[cantgetnorelief.livejournal.com]

"I just saw a mechanical dog wander out of your room. Just thought you might like to know in case it, like, tries to go attack students or anything. I hear detention's a bitch."

[OOC: Yay RIC!]

[bridge-carson.livejournal.com]

"That'd be RIC. But why would he...?" *slaps forehead* "Ooh, no. I totally forgot to disable the reconnaissance subroutine. But he should be fine... he's totally wired for defense-only, and no-one would try and attack *him*, right dude?

...

dude?"

[cantgetnorelief.livejournal.com]

*raised eyebrow*

Around this place? With gremlins and evil guard bunnies and food that fraks with your hair follicles? Not to mention the students? I think you better go get your dog.

[bridge-carson.livejournal.com]

*gulps*

You may have a point.

Oh, dude, how'm I gonna do this? I can't exactly leave doggie treats out or anything, since robots don't, like, eat food and all.

*starts wandering the hallway, whistling and calling out RIC's name*

[bent-bender.livejournal.com]

*waits until not one is looking and feeds the robodog his first beer*

that's a good dog... *pat*pat* gooood dog...

[bridge-carson.livejournal.com]

You! Robot dude! Have you seen my dog?

*eyes empty beercans* Oh, please, tell me you didn't give my dog beer.