2nd Floor Common Room [Tuesday Evening]

[bridge-carson.livejournal.com]

Bridge is sitting on the floor in front of RIC, and typing.... on the carpet? He pauses every so often to glance at a small LCD screen that's sitting off to one side.

He may look busy, but he's totally interruptable.

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[bridge-carson.livejournal.com]

"Surveillance equipment, actually. And camouflage. He's a police dog, after all."

[fates_jaye]

"Seriously?" she says. "Drug-sniffing? Has he ever bitten a guy just to watch him die?"

Jaye's a little weird.

[bridge-carson.livejournal.com]

"Yes, it's not his primary function but he is capable of it, and no." Bridge says, answering her questions in order.

[fates_jaye]

"What about buried treasure? Could he find buried treasure?"

[bridge-carson.livejournal.com]

"Possibly,"

[fates_jaye]

"...Now I want to look for buried treasure."

[bridge-carson.livejournal.com]

"In the common room?" Bridge tilts his head at her quizzically.

[fates_jaye]

"Could be lining the walls or something," she says. She has no idea, she's just weird.

[bridge-carson.livejournal.com]

"Hmmm," Bridge says speculatively.

[fates_jaye]

"Hmmm?"

[bridge-carson.livejournal.com]

"RIC?" Bridge says, turning to the dog. "What do you think?"

RIC makes a monkey noise.

"I think that means he's willing to try."

[fates_jaye]

"OOH," Jaye says brightly, sitting up finally. "Yay, radio dog!"

[bridge-carson.livejournal.com]

Bridge watches as RIC heads for a wall, and starts chirping enthusiastically.

"Well, he's either found treasure or wall studs."

[fates_jaye]

"It's probably just a wall stud," Jaye says. "Or it could be the treasure of the Sierra Madre!"