Room 225 [Monday afternoon] - ABC DC HQ open for business

[bridge-carson.livejournal.com]

Bridge is here. He's kinda bored. He's working on a random somethingorother, ever so often glancing suspiciously at the scooter in the middle of the room.

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[cantgetnorelief.livejournal.com]

Anders is here too, bored and killing time until he has to go to the beautification committee meeting. He's juggling a few spare bolts and sort of just lying around, because his tool-handing-over skills are not needed at the moment.

[bridge-carson.livejournal.com]

Bridge finishes one final adjustment on the thing he's making, and then holds it up for inspection.

"There. It's done. What do you think?"

[cantgetnorelief.livejournal.com]

"I think it looks done." Anders nods, feeling very sure of himself on this point. "What is it?"

[bridge-carson.livejournal.com]

"I... have no idea," Bridge confessed, and tossed it to Anders. "Turn it on and see?"

[cantgetnorelief.livejournal.com]

"After the last time we built something and turned it on in here?" Anders shakes his head violently. "Do I wanna? Okay, so that wasn't you, but still."

[bridge-carson.livejournal.com]

"What's the- no, if I finish that sentence I'm just *asking* for trouble," Bridge admits. "There's nothing explodey or laser-shooty in it."

[cantgetnorelief.livejournal.com]

Anders eyes Bridge warily. "Okaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaay," he says, and flips the switch.

[bridge-carson.livejournal.com]

The thing leaps out of Anders' hands and starts spinning in midair. There's a whirring sound and a tiny holographic projection of Earth appears just above it.

At the same time, a root beer float appears in Anders' now-open hand.

[cantgetnorelief.livejournal.com]

"Dude! Dessert!" exclaims Anders, happily sipping away at the float as he watches the holoprojection. "And . . . okay, is this a funky clock or something?"

[bridge-carson.livejournal.com]

"I..." Bridge looks at it. He reaches out and presses a button. A section of the globe- specificially, Eastern North America- lights up. And the current time appears underneath the globe. "I think yes, actually."

[cantgetnorelief.livejournal.com]

"Dude! That's so cool!" Anders bounces and accidentally sloshes root beer float into his lap, yelping at the -- "Cold! Cold cold cold!"

[bridge-carson.livejournal.com]

Bridge facepalms. The clock-thing spins.

[cantgetnorelief.livejournal.com]

Anders sticks his tongue out at Bridge. "Is that what time it is here?" He cross-checks with his watch. "Oh, I guess it is. Does that just do local time, or can you, like, figure out what time it is anywhere on the planet?"

[bridge-carson.livejournal.com]

"I think it can do anywhere?" Bridge says. "At least, I'd guess that's why the globe is there. Try pressing a button maybe?"

[cantgetnorelief.livejournal.com]

Anders scratches his head and pushes a button . . . and immediately discovers the exact time, to the second, in southeastern Sumatra.

"Huh."

He pushes the button again, and for some reason the clock seems to think it's the same time in Auckland, New Zealand as it is in Reefside . . .

[bridge-carson.livejournal.com]

"Okay, obviously I need to work out a few bugs," Bridge admits. "I wonder if it can tell the time on other planets?"

[cantgetnorelief.livejournal.com]

"That's a lot of planets, dude," Anders says before leaning over to poke a few more buttons. "Okay, where the frak is Ithor? I have no idea, but it looks like the clock does."

[bridge-carson.livejournal.com]

"Me neither, dude," Bridge says. "But now we know what time it is there!" Bridge presses some buttons. "Oooh, Bookala."

[cantgetnorelief.livejournal.com]

"My turn!" says Anders, after another gulp of root beer float. He pokes at the buttons some more, and a new planet shows up in the projection. "Where's KO-35?"

[bridge-carson.livejournal.com]

"Ummm, in the Kerova system, I think?" Bridge asks. "Hey, how come you got a root beer float and I didn't?"

[cantgetnorelief.livejournal.com]

"Um. Because I turned it on?" Anders shrugs. "Turn it off and turn it on again and see what happens."

[bridge-carson.livejournal.com]

"Good plan, dude." Bridge hits the off-switch, holding out a hand to catch the clock-thing as it deactivates. He then turns it back on, resetting it to Earth and gaining a root beer float in the process, yay!

[cantgetnorelief.livejournal.com]

"Huh. Must be its way of making sure you don't let it run out of battery."

[bridge-carson.livejournal.com]

"Cool," Bridge says, sipping at his root beer float.

[cantgetnorelief.livejournal.com]

"Also? Awesome floats." Anders nods and holds his glass (because hey, the clock is spiffy enough to even give them old-fashioned soda-fountain style float glasses) over for Bridge to clink his against it.

[bridge-carson.livejournal.com]

"Cheers man," Bridge clinks his glass with Anders. And then looks up to see Logan (http://community.livejournal.com/fandomhighdorms/474807.html?thread=22271159#t22271159) standing in the doorway.

[fh_jackass]

Logan knocked on the door. "Hey," he said. "Manage to fix up that camera?"

[cantgetnorelief.livejournal.com]

Anders waved his root beer float at Logan. "Hey, Echolls."

[fh_jackass]

"Hey Anders," Logan said with a nod. "How're you?"

[cantgetnorelief.livejournal.com]

"Pretty good," he conceded. "How's dorm life treatin' you, man?"

[fh_jackass]

Logan shook his head. "Coping," he said. "Working on getting a larger room, hopefully soon."

[cantgetnorelief.livejournal.com]

Anders grimaced and his mun laughed evilly, even though he didn't personally mind the whole small-room issue. "Sorry 'bout that, dude. You guys haven't killed each other yet, at least. Well. Yet."

[fh_jackass]

"Yeah, well, it helps that Jake moved out," Logan replied. "Still, dude. Small space."

[cantgetnorelief.livejournal.com]

"Yeah, 's true. Especially after that huge house you had," Anders said, oblivious as usual to any salt-in-wounds side effects to his words. "And there's, like, a million people on this floor, or at least it seems like it."

[fh_jackass]

"Seriously, dude. And the walls are like paper-thin," Logan said.

[bridge-carson.livejournal.com]

"Anyway, um, camera!" Bridge says, and goes on a camera-hunt through the various drawers in the desk. "Yes! Here it is!"

[fh_jackass]

"Ah, thanks, man!" Logan said. "Everything in working order?" He examined the camera.

[bridge-carson.livejournal.com]

"Yep, yep!" Bridge grins. "Um. You might wanna be careful when pressing that button there," he says, pointing at one that happens to be, well, glowing ever-so-slightly.

[fh_jackass]

Logan looked at the button. "What does it do?" he asked warily.

[cantgetnorelief.livejournal.com]

Anders handed over a coffee mug by way of explanation. "I'd put that underneath first, if I were you. And, uh, don't go using that feature in front of teachers or anything. The caffeine's got a little extra kick, if y'know what I mean."

[fh_jackass]

Logan stuck the coffee mug under the camera and pressed the button. A stream of hot coffee poured from the camera. Logan took a sip. "Ooh. Irish coffee!" he said. He tipped the camera in offering to Anders and Bridge.

[bridge-carson.livejournal.com]

"Thought you'd like that," Bridge grinned. And oh look, his root beer float? Conveniently finished. So now he has an empty glass. How about that?

[fh_jackass]

Logan held the camera over Bridge's glass and pushed the button again.