2nd Floor Common Room, Friday Evening

[bridge-carson.livejournal.com]

Having cleared a space in the middle of the room, Bridge sits crosslegged, eyes closed. The TV is on to provide background noise.

A small coloured sphere sits in his lap. Every so often Bridge opens his eyes to glare at it.

(ooc: open for anyone.)

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[chasingangela]

Relieved to have finally turned in her journalism project and with time to kill before her date, Angela wanders into the common room. "Hey, Bridge. Neat toy."

[bridge-carson.livejournal.com]

"Angela!" Bridge says, opening his eyes and grinning at her. "It's supposed to help develop telekinetic control," he says, waving one hand at the ball.

[chasingangela]

Angela smiles back. She doesn't know Bridge well, but he always seems to put her in a good mood. "Oh, like Anakin's thing with the glitter? Can you float it with your mind or something?"

[bridge-carson.livejournal.com]

"In theory? Yes. In practice? Not going too well." He makes a face at the ball.

[cantgetnorelief.livejournal.com]

Room 201 being right next to the common room, Anders has the incredibly coincidental dumb luck of being just about to leave the room when Bridge walks by.

And Anders owes Bridge more cupcakes. Which he happens to have, conveniently enough, on the desk. So he snags them and follows Bridge into the common room.

"Hey, dude. Cupcake delivery?"

[bridge-carson.livejournal.com]

"Ooo, cupcakes! Dude, did you like, buy out an entire bakery or something?" Bridge asks quizically.

[cantgetnorelief.livejournal.com]

"Might've," replies Anders, giving Bridge a slightly cagey look. "Promise there's no people in them. Or gremlins. Though I did try to find gremlin-shaped sprinkles."

He puts the tray of cupcakes down on the couch next to Bridge, then thinks better of it and moves them to a side table. "What's with the ball? It doesn't look like the kind you can play with." He frowns briefly. "Not that I'm in the mood to do that right now, anyway."

[chasingangela]

Angela reaches up and snags a cupcake. "Hi, Anders," she says, licking frosting off her fingers.

[auroryborealis.livejournal.com]

"Hey, Bridgey," Rory called, leaning over the back of the couch. "I just finished writing about you, actually." She waved. "Hi Anders, Angela. How are all of you?"

[bridge-carson.livejournal.com]

"Ooh, right. That interview thingy. I hope you didn't say anything bad about me!" he smirks.

[auroryborealis.livejournal.com]

"Yes," Rory said solemnly. "I wrote an entire article smearing your name. 'The Evil That Is Bridge Carson,' I called it."

[chasingangela]

"Hey, Rory. I'm ... really gald to have finished my journalism paper. You?"

[auroryborealis.livejournal.com]

"Very," Rory agreed, toppling over the back of the couch. "You did yours on Barbossa, right? Did you get to do anything cool?"

[cantgetnorelief.livejournal.com]

"Hey, Gilmore," says Anders, waving. "Writing about Bridge?"

[auroryborealis.livejournal.com]

"Journalism project. We had to interview someone and write an article. I did Bridge." She shrugged. "I got to go to space."

PIZZA PIZZA!

[chasingangela]

A team of NPC delivery men suddenly appear and array a dozen pizzas with a variety of toppings, sodas, and all the snack food you can imagine on a table to the side of the room.

"Already paid for," one grunts. "Enjoy. 'S for finals week."

Re: PIZZA PIZZA!

[bridge-carson.livejournal.com]

"Yay, pizza!" Bridge shouts cheerfully and grabs a slice.

[fh_jackass]

Logan stuck his head in the room, looking for Kara or one of the other spacepeoples. "Oh, pizza!" he said. He grabbed a slice, then spotted Anders.

[cantgetnorelief.livejournal.com]

Anders, having just noticed the pizza as well, bounds over to grab a few slices for himself and Cally (it's not that he's trying to suck up to her for just wandering off without her, really) and notices Logan. "Hey, Echolls. Haven't seen you around in a while."

[fh_jackass]

"Hey, Anders. Any chance you've seen Kara around?" Logan asked.

[emo-padawan.livejournal.com]

Anakin walked into the common room, his own being used by Belthazor and Lindsey, and grabbed a slice of pizza.

"Hey, Bridge," he said, certainly not blushing to see Rory there as well. He looked at the ball in Bridge's lap. "Neat ball."

[bridge-carson.livejournal.com]

"Hey, dude!" Bridge, who was once again concentrating on making the ball move, called out cheerfully to Anakin. "I'm trying to learn telekinesis!" he says, matter-of-factly.

[emo-padawan.livejournal.com]

Anakin walked over to Bridge and sat down. "Oh, is this an aid for concentration? We use something similar at the Temple, but it isn't quite as, um, colorful."

[chasingangela]

Angela certainly isn't staring or grinning at Anakin on her way out of the common room. She's just happy because she talked to Bridge and Rory and Cally. Really.

She flips a wave at Anakin before leaving.

[emo-padawan.livejournal.com]

Anakin waved back, completely oblivious.