2nd Floor Common Room [Saturday Evening]

[bridge-carson.livejournal.com]

Bridge was sprawled on the couch, flipping through channels absently until he settles on one broadcasting a concert: Kira Ford, Live From New York.

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[demonbelthazor]

"No, but Dawn said we're not the only ones, so that probably means they weren't targeting Cole specifically," Phoebe said.

[bridge-carson.livejournal.com]

"They?" Bridge says. "So you're thinking this was deliberate, and not an accident?"

[demonbelthazor]

"I don't know," Phoebe said. "It could have just happened because this is Fandom, but then again there could be a darker reason behind it."

[bridge-carson.livejournal.com]

"Want me to, um?" Bridge waves a hand vaguely, and raises an eyebrow. "To see if it's something bad?"

[demonbelthazor]

Phoebe nodded. "If you think it will help, do it."

[bridge-carson.livejournal.com]

Bridge takes off a glove and does a scan, which allows him to figure out a couple of things. One, that the aura surrounding Bel's body is still definitely his, no matter what he might think. And two, that whatever caused it isn't malicous in nature and will wear off eventually on its own.

"It's just Fandom weirdness," Bridge says, as he slips the glove back on. "Don't worry about it, it'll wear off and things will go back to normal."

Because he wasn't even going to *try* to explain that Bel only thought he was who he thought he was.

[demonbelthazor]

"Oh, good," Phoebe sighed in relief. "Was it cafeteria food or something? Because I didn't eat any recently."

[bridge-carson.livejournal.com]

"Um, that much I couldn't tell," Bridge admits. "I think it might just be random selection."