Second Floor Common Room [Thursday Evening]

[bridge-carson.livejournal.com]

Bridge hobbles out of his room for the first time since Saturday evening. Leaning the crutches against the arm of the couch, he curls up and starts aimlessly flipping through channels.

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[cantgetnorelief.livejournal.com]

"Hello, Door in the second floor common room," Anders replies gamely. He's not bouncy, but he's at least got the friendly smile working.

[notajar]

"Anders! Did you get to fight trolls?"

[cantgetnorelief.livejournal.com]

"I did!" And that gets a genuine smile out of him. "Did you?"

[notajar]

Door grins and nods. "With a sword and then later Jane lent me a gun. That was... less scary than I thought it would be."

[cantgetnorelief.livejournal.com]

Anders nods understandingly. "Guns are kind of scary at first, I know. I freaked the first time I had to handle one, but . . . you sort of get used to them after a while. Looks like you had fun. You're all bouncy."

[notajar]

"I fought monsters and didn't have to run away or get squished!" she says.

[cantgetnorelief.livejournal.com]

Anders knows the feeling, so he laughs. "Yeah, it's kind of cool, isn't it? The first time we got invaded I freaked out and ended up getting stuck in a shelf in Special Collections. The second time I was unconscious within minutes of it starting. Then apparently I missed a couple. But you? You've got a head start on me. Nice going!"

[notajar]

Door shrugs. "I'm practical; I'd probably still run away if it was just me. But it was nice to be able to help."

[cantgetnorelief.livejournal.com]

"Yeah, I'd probably do the same thing if I was outnumbered. Unless --" He frowns. "I don't know. There's probably some kind of circumstance where I would stay and fight even if the odds sucked, but I can't think of what, right now."

[notajar]

"To help a friend?" Door suggests. "Or your family?"

[cantgetnorelief.livejournal.com]

Anders considers for a moment, then nods. "Yeah. If the situation was serious enough and people I cared about were in trouble, then yeah. I guess that was sort of the case this weekend, 'cause of my friends and all. I don't see myself as the big self-sacrificing hero type, though, you know? Fighting for a lost cause and all that, that's not me."

[notajar]

Door thinks about it. "I guess...it would depend if the cause was so important it was worth risking everything for even if you thought you wouldn't win."

There's not a lot that she can think of that would fit that for her, either. Trying to unite London Below had been that for her father, she suspected, but well. She was here, wasn't she.

[cantgetnorelief.livejournal.com]

Anders can't think of much, himself. Except, well, maybe that whole situation from Interstellar Relations with the Cylons sending his entire civilization on the run, but that's purely hypothetical anyway, and besides it casts him as the military leader, and how seriously can you take that?

"I can see that," he concedes. "I guess I could do that too, if I ever found that cause. It's sort of beyond my ability to imagine right now, though."