Second Floor Common Room

[auroryborealis.livejournal.com]

Rory sat on the couch with Vladdie, watching the Eternal Champion DVDs that had just arrived. Thank God for Netflix.

She paused, and rewound a few times as she watched the Valentine's Day episode. Something seemed awfully familiar about that fiancé....

[ooc: Open to all, omg]

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[bridge-carson.livejournal.com]

Bridge raises an eyebrow. And doesn't say anything.

[cantgetnorelief.livejournal.com]

Anders just blinks like a deer in the headlights and doesn't say anything either.

[bridge-carson.livejournal.com]

"Aaaaaanders," Bridge says.

[cantgetnorelief.livejournal.com]

"Whaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaat?" Anders asks.

[bridge-carson.livejournal.com]

"So. Interesting radio broadcast last night, huh?"

[cantgetnorelief.livejournal.com]

"Oh, frak!" yelps Anders. And he immediately buries his face in his hands again. "We didn't, like, do anything do anything with your body, dude, I swear."

[bridge-carson.livejournal.com]

"Oh really?" Bridge asks.

[cantgetnorelief.livejournal.com]

Anders is totally flailing. "Okay, so there was, um, some kissing maybe and some cuddling, but I swear that was it. Also, Cally's kinda pissed about the nail polish."

[bridge-carson.livejournal.com]

"Yeah, well, consider it pre-emptive payback for the kissing," Bridge sticks his tongue out at Anders.

[cantgetnorelief.livejournal.com]

"Dude, I'm serious, she's mad. She might bite your ear off or something. It didn't come off right away." Anders shakes his head. "I tried to calm her down, but no go."

[bridge-carson.livejournal.com]

"Dude. I've had a bad week. John's was even worse. It helped him take his mind off Aeryn for a little while. So yeah, maybe we got a little carried away, but I think it was for a good cause."

[cantgetnorelief.livejournal.com]

"Maybe." Anders shrugs. "I should probably check up on him sometime too. I just don't like seeing my girl that upset, either."

[bridge-carson.livejournal.com]

"Yeah, well," Bridge mumbles, "'least she doesn't have to worry 'bout stupid superior officers deciding you should come home. And I didn't do it to be *mean*."

Good mood? Kinda gone.

[cantgetnorelief.livejournal.com]

"I know you didn't. I was tryin' to convince her. But maybe you should explain that to her." Anders sighs and picks absently at a bit of the carpet.

[bridge-carson.livejournal.com]

"Right. Because if *you* couldn't convince her of something, *I'm* gonna do much better."

[cantgetnorelief.livejournal.com]

Anders sighs. "Hey, I'm not the one who can say for sure what was going through your head, you know, dude? Not that I don't know you didn't mean anything bad by it, but I can't really speak for you."

[bridge-carson.livejournal.com]

Bridge just sighs. "Funny, you saying you can't speak for me, when you spent a whole day wandering around in my body, and everything," he might smile a little at that. "I just wish I knew what the hell caused all the switching-around."

[cantgetnorelief.livejournal.com]

"Your body, yeah. Your mind? Not so much." Anders laughs. "Sorry about that, by the way. Normally the person who looks like you is much less stupid than the one who was wandering around yesterday. With socks on his hands. We have no idea what caused the whole frakkin' thing."

[bridge-carson.livejournal.com]

"You might've at least used clean socks," Bridge smirks. "I wonder if there's any way to find out. Like, whether it was a spell or a technology thing or what."

[cantgetnorelief.livejournal.com]

"I would've, if I'd thought about it at the time. Mostly I was too distracted by the confusing messy too-much-information thing to think about clean socks." Anders twitches. "We could probably find out? It might've had something to do with the weird light that came out of the scooter when we tried to turn it on."

[bridge-carson.livejournal.com]

"That's why I wear the gloves. Much more fashionable than socks. Easier to write in, too. And, you know, do almost anything that you need hands for. But I suppose it'd be a little overwhelming, if you're not used to it." Bridge blinks. "Weird light? Huh?"

[cantgetnorelief.livejournal.com]

"Yeah, there was a . . ." Anders makes a series of vague, complex motions that might resemble turning an ignition key and mapping out the path of the energy trail, if you watched a slow-motion replay about ten times. "Weird light thing sort of shot out of the engine. Which I'm pretty sure scooters aren't supposed to do."

[bridge-carson.livejournal.com]

"I see..." Bridge says, thinking this information over.

[cantgetnorelief.livejournal.com]

Anders looks confused. "Was I right? Scooters aren't supposed to do that?"

[bridge-carson.livejournal.com]

"Not unless they're firing lasers or something," Bridge says.