Second Floor Hallways [afternoon]

[bridge-carson.livejournal.com]

Wearing his lightball gloves, and with several other pairs (along with a pair of mittens!) shoved into his jacket pockets, Bridge knocks on Anders' door.

edited to clarify time and place, yay!

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[cantgetnorelief.livejournal.com]

Anders, who's just returned from a successful if fortuitous operation to rescue his stolen pants (http://www.livejournal.com/community/fandomhighdorms/281914.html?thread=10390330#t10390330), jumps up to go open the door.

"Bridge! Hey, dude! What's up?"

[bridge-carson.livejournal.com]

"I need distraction. Lightball is a good distraction. Wanna play?" he throws some lightball gloves at Anders.

[cantgetnorelief.livejournal.com]

Anders catches the gloves and puts them on; he practically starts bouncing because Bridge is rubbing off on him, OMGdirty at the idea. "Lightball? Totally. Cally's off in the common room doing fiddly mechanical stuff, which I think she'd probably love you to help her with, but I'm bored, man. Let's go."

Shutting the door behind him, he asks, "So where to? Right here in the hall?"

[bridge-carson.livejournal.com]

"Of course here in the hall! Hallways are the best place for lightball!" Bridge says with a grin.

[auroryborealis.livejournal.com]

"Crap!"

A small, fuzzy ball came zooming down the hallway. As he got closer, Vladdie slowed down to sniff the two boys, remembering them as OMGBESTFRIENDS. He yips happily, and lands between them.

From down the hall, a very aggravated-looking Rory slows and sighs. "Hi. He...um. He got away from me again. Sorry."

[bridge-carson.livejournal.com]

"Hey Vladdie!" Bridge grins at the puppy. "Anders and I are gonna play lightball!"

When Rory arrives a few moments later, Bridge tosses a pair of lightball gloves at her "We're playing lightball. Wanna join?"

[auroryborealis.livejournal.com]

Rory catches the gloves and gives Bridge a weird look. "Um, okay. What's lightball, and why do I need gloves?"

Vladdie, for his part, looks delighted at the word, "ball."

[cantgetnorelief.livejournal.com]

Anders waves a gloved hand at Rory. "Hey, Rory! You're all upright and stuff! Awesome!"

He grins and reaches down to pat Vladdie on the head. "Hey, little guy. How ya been?"

[auroryborealis.livejournal.com]

Rory smiles. "Yeah, got out on Wednesday. Good to see you y'know, without having to look up." She glances up at him. "I mean, more than usual."

[cantgetnorelief.livejournal.com]

Anders laughs as he adjusts his lightball gloves. "Really glad you're all mobile and stuff, so soon. Was kinda worried you'd be stuck in bed for a while longer yet. How's Logan doing?"

[auroryborealis.livejournal.com]

"He's fine. Healing, but otherwise good," Rory grins. "Oh, and Bridge," she adds, laying a hand on Bridge's arm conspiratorially, "I made my first batch of waffles last night. Didn't get to eat them, but...they went to good use."

[bridge-carson.livejournal.com]

Bridge snickers a little. "That's awesome!"

He then gets down to the serious business of explaining lightball. "Basically, there's a little ball of light-" he switches his gloves on, and the ball appears, hovering a few inches above his outstretched palm, "-and the objective is to catch it with your right glove. Once the game starts, it'll start to move around on it's own, bouncing off walls, and, well, people and stuff."

[whitedeathpod.livejournal.com]

John decides to head down to Bridge's room to see if he'd had any leads on the missing clothing.

Seeing Bridge and Anders in the hallway, doing...something was expected. Seeing Rory was not.

Uh oh.

"Uh, hi," John mumbles, addressing them all and keeping his eyes anywhere but looking at Rory. "Whatcha all doing?"

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[auroryborealis.livejournal.com]

"Hi, John," Rory says quietly, her voice gentle. "How are you?"

[bridge-carson.livejournal.com]

"Guysguysguys!" Bridge bounces on his heels a little. "Are you ready to start?"

[cantgetnorelief.livejournal.com]

"I've been ready to start, dude!" replies Anders, up on the balls of his feet and shifting his weight from one side to the other impatiently. He claps his gloved hands together loudly and rubs them. "C'mon c'mon, let's go!"

[auroryborealis.livejournal.com]

"Yes, yes, yes!" Rory exclaims, grinning at Bridge. "Be merciful, as I'm new at this." She flexes her fingers, getting used to the feel of the gloves.

[whitedeathpod.livejournal.com]

"Let's do it," John says.

[bridge-carson.livejournal.com]

Bridge presses a button on the wrist of his glove and the ball launches up into the air, bouncing off the ceiling.

[auroryborealis.livejournal.com]

Rory notices the ball belatedly and attempts to catch it between both hands. It flies through, however, and bounces off the wall behind her.

Vladdie goes zooming after the OMGSPARKLYBALL and very nearly hits the wall himself. He hovers over Rory's head, looking confused.

[cantgetnorelief.livejournal.com]

The ball comes flying at Anders on a funny rebound, and he's so busy laughing at the cuteness of Vladdie that he nearly misses. He snaps up his right hand just in time, but the ball's so much smaller than the Pyramid ball he's used to that it glances off the side of his hand and ricochets off the doorframe of 201, toward John.

[whitedeathpod.livejournal.com]

Seeing the ball hurtling towards him, John lets out a small 'eep' before at least putting up a hand. Unfortunately, he doesn't catch the ball but has it bounce off the palm of his hand and lightballs bounces off the walls and down the hall.

[ihatedenmark.livejournal.com]

*Hamlet unfortunetly chooses this moment to make his way downstairs to head out into town. He's lost in his own thoughts as he comes down the stairs and doesn't really notice the people running up and down the hallway. He does take notice, however, when a glowing ball bounces of a side wall and hits him on the cheek with enough force to knock the popcorn right out of a bowl. He has the breath knocked out of him and staggers back to the wall a little. The ball bounces off his face and keeps on going.*

[auroryborealis.livejournal.com]

"Eek!" Rory squeaks, ducking as the ball zooms at her and flailing her right hand out over her head.

Miraculously, the ball collides with her hand, and her fingers close over it just before Vladdie goes flying over her hand and smacks into the wall.

"Buh?" She stares confusedly at the green light coming from her hand. She glances toward the end of the hallway. "Oh, um...Hamlet? You okay?" She worriedly looks over her shoulder at her dog, who is sitting on the floor looking woozy, but otherwise content.

[ihatedenmark.livejournal.com]

*Hamlet blinks a couple of times and starts to recover his breath. A lovely purple bruise is beginning to develop on his cheek. He finally notices everybody in the hall.*

What are you all doing in here?