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.

[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?"

[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]

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

[bridge-carson.livejournal.com]

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

[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.

[chasingangela]

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

[auroryborealis.livejournal.com]

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

[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]

"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 echoes Bridge's look, pouting at the ball. "I'm sorry. Maybe start smaller? I mean, can you float a pencil?"

[bridge-carson.livejournal.com]

Bridge frowns for a second, and then laughs. "Ooh, sarcasm. So does that mean you said good things about me, then?"

[cantgetnorelief.livejournal.com]

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

[chasingangela]

"He took me and D'anna out on his boat," Angela says. "And he was interesting. You know he's from, like, 1750? And he runs the radio station, which is so not a 1750 thing. I like him a lot."

"How'd your thing with Bridge go?"

[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."

[bridge-carson.livejournal.com]

"I can't really make much of anything happen. Well, I think I made some raisins bounce in Study Hall once, but that could have been because someone was walking by my desk... this," he gestures at the ball, "is a telekinesis ball- it's supposed to like, be extra-sensitive to mental commands and stuff, so I figured it'd be a good thing to work with."

[chasingangela]

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

[auroryborealis.livejournal.com]

"Bridge, what could I possibly come up with that would be a negative thing to say about you? Of course I wrote good things. You can even read it when I finish it IRL when I print out the hard copy."

[bridge-carson.livejournal.com]

"Gremlin sprinkles would've been funny," Bridge agrees with a giggle. "And I'm trying to learn telekinesis. I think it'd be useful. It's not working out so well."

[cantgetnorelief.livejournal.com]

"You . . ." Anders starts snickering into his hand. He coughs, hard. "Sorry. Space, huh?"

[chasingangela]

"Huh," Angela says, giving the ball a closer look. "Would it work if I thought at it? I mean, I can kind of, like, see ghosts. Well, twice. So maybe..."

She laughs. "Sorry. All the people at school with powers make me really want to have one, y'know?"

[bridge-carson.livejournal.com]

"Uh, that I talk too much?" Bridge says with a shrug. "Or that I don't make sense?"

[auroryborealis.livejournal.com]

"Eh, I'm used to my mom. You're lucid by comparison," Rory said, waving a hand. "What's with the toy?"