Second Floor Common Room [Sunday Early Afternoon]

[bridge-carson.livejournal.com]

Yesterday he hadn't been feeling sociable, and weekends meant sleeping in, which is why it's only just now that Bridge has finally made it out of his room, and is curled up on the couch with a bowl of cereal while idly flipping through channels on the TV.

[ooc: open like a common room!]

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[carter-i-am.livejournal.com]

Sam shuffled in and after a moment's indecision, headed for the coffee pot. She started it brewing, then grabbed plastic baggie and began putting ice in it. She sealed the bag and wrapped it in a towel she'd brought with her, then pressed it against her sore rib.

She did most of this without noticing anyone else in the room. Sam wasn't a morning person.

[bridge-carson.livejournal.com]

"Morning, Sam!" Bridge waves. He likes to claim he's not a morning person.

His version of "not a morning person" probably still falls under "absurdly cheerful" for most people, though.

[carter-i-am.livejournal.com]

"Morning, Bridge," Sam glanced back at the coffee pot, wondering if an overhaul would make it work faster. "How's your weekend?"

[bridge-carson.livejournal.com]

"I've had better," Bridge admits with a shrug. "But today seems good, so far."

[carter-i-am.livejournal.com]

"Anything I can help with?" She asked, leaning against the back of the couch.

[bridge-carson.livejournal.com]

"It's kind of a bunch of things all added together," Bridge makes a face. "Got anything that needs fixing?" he asks hopefully.

[carter-i-am.livejournal.com]

"Only if you can turbo charge the coffee pot without changing the quality of the coffee."

[bridge-carson.livejournal.com]

"Easy," Bridge scoffs.

[carter-i-am.livejournal.com]

"Not if you can't focus," Sam smiled, blinking.

[dorky-broots.livejournal.com]

Broots was not really a morning person. Which is how he wound up on the wrong floor, hopelessly looking for coffee or any bevrage that had more sugar than liquid.

[bridge-carson.livejournal.com]

"Sam's got some brewing," Bridge offers helpfully.

[bridge-carson.livejournal.com]

"Point," Bridge admits. "But I think I could handle it," he grins.

[dorky-broots.livejournal.com]

"Soda or coffee?" Broots asked.

[carter-i-am.livejournal.com]

"Probably not outside the realm of possibility, no."

[imac-kenzie.livejournal.com]

Mac is on the wrong floor, and doesn't really care. She wandered into the common room, waved a greeting at the room in general and flopped on a sofa ready to relax the afternoon away.

[bridge-carson.livejournal.com]

"Hi!" Bridge waves cheerfully.

[bridge-carson.livejournal.com]

"Coffee," Bridge replies.

[bridge-carson.livejournal.com]

"What's new and exciting in Samland?" Bridge asks, poking at his cereal with the spoon.

[carter-i-am.livejournal.com]

"I hurt," she flopped carefully onto the couch. "I was working with Jack in the gym and I'm more out of shape than I thought."

[imac-kenzie.livejournal.com]

Mac smiled at Bridge, lounging back into the sofa with a "Hey," of greeting. "Having a good weekend?"

[bridge-carson.livejournal.com]

"Awww," Bridge makes a sympathetic face. "Getting back in shape is worth it, though, at least."

[carter-i-am.livejournal.com]

"I just hadn't realized it," Sam shook her head. "I run regularly and work out in the gym, but...I guess I just let combat training slide. It's almost embarrassing."

[connernotconnor.livejournal.com]

Conner has ice cream.

Two shopping bags full of ice cream, as a matter of fact, in about fifteen different flavors; there's several gallon and pint containers, and maybe two dozen of the little tiny ones that come with weird plastic spoons inside the lids.

Whether or not he's deliberately cradling them to his chest is entirely up for debate. Hey, he's just gotten inexplicably beat up on by Nadia.

He dumps the whole lot of it unceremoniously on the table, picks out a gallon of Cookie Dough for himself, and slumps into a chair. "Today sucks."

[bridge-carson.livejournal.com]

Bridge shrugs. "Not especially, no," he admits. "Though today doesn't seem too bad," he adds optimistically.

[bridge-carson.livejournal.com]

"Why's that?" Bridge asks, reaching for a container of Mint Chocolate Chip.

[bridge-carson.livejournal.com]

"...Yeah," Bridge says, looking suddenly guilty.

[connernotconnor.livejournal.com]

"Nadia just kicked the crap out of me," Conner grumbles. He's already making serious, serious inroads into that Cookie Dough. "Said I was a dragon, hit me with a stick, and knocked me down."

[bridge-carson.livejournal.com]

"Dragon?" Bridge blinks. "But I thought you were the tyr-" he coughs suddenly, and takes a big bite of ice cream. "I mean, that sucks dude."

[imac-kenzie.livejournal.com]

"Haven't actually done anything today," Mac said with a shrug. "That generally doesn't lead to badness."

[carter-i-am.livejournal.com]

Sam noticed Bridge's expression. "I didn't mean anything by it, Bridge. I'm just used to much more strenuous training, and I've been slacking."

[connernotconnor.livejournal.com]

"I know!" Conner hisses through his teeth. "It's kinda close and it freaks me out! Freaks me out, freaks me out, freaks me out! That's twice this week I've gotten beaten up on by my friends!"

He pauses. "Well. One friend, anyway. One not so much."

[bridge-carson.livejournal.com]

"Well, yeah, me too," Bridge says, somewhat sheepishly.

[bridge-carson.livejournal.com]

"Who was the other person?" Bridge narrows his eyes.

[bridge-carson.livejournal.com]

"My sentiments exactly!" Bridge says, waving his spoon in the air. "Hence the lounging and the TV and the cereal. All very low-key."

[carter-i-am.livejournal.com]

"It's this place, I think," Sam mused. "For all the fighting we do, it's easy to forget we have lives to go back to."

[bridge-carson.livejournal.com]

"Yeah," Bridge sighs. "Which... I am *so* not ready to protect the whole planet, as it stands right now," he makes a face.

[imac-kenzie.livejournal.com]

"I like the way you think," Mac said with a cheerful nod. "What're you watching?" she asked, waving a hand in the direction of the screen.

[carter-i-am.livejournal.com]

"I know what you mean. Blow it up, absolutely. Protect? Not so much."

[connernotconnor.livejournal.com]

"It --" Conner shakes his head. "Doesn't matter."

[bridge-carson.livejournal.com]

"Some old cartoon, I think," Bridge says. "Bobby Electron."

[bridge-carson.livejournal.com]

"Yeah, it does." Bridge says firmly.

[imac-kenzie.livejournal.com]

Mac rolled over onto her stomach to laze out across the sofa a little more comfortably. "Don't think I know it, but if it keeps me entertained for the afternoon, it's all good by me."

[bridge-carson.livejournal.com]

"The world's in *such* good hands," Bridge says, shaking his head and laughing just a little.

[carter-i-am.livejournal.com]

"It is," she acknowledged. "Just not mine. Yet, or maybe ever."

[bridge-carson.livejournal.com]

"What do you mean?" Bridge asks curiously.

[carter-i-am.livejournal.com]

"I'm not going to the Air Force Academy or to college," Sam told him, "but I'm not sure what I want to do in their place."

[bridge-carson.livejournal.com]

"Ooh," Bridge says thoughtfully. "You should explore stuff," he says decisively.

[carter-i-am.livejournal.com]

She grinned. "Yeah, that's kind of the way I'm leaning. I just need to decide where I want to explore, and who's the lucky person or organization to loan me a way to travel."

[connernotconnor.livejournal.com]

Conner gives him a deadpan look. "Do the words 'fireballed my favorite soccer jersey' help?"