2nd Floor Common Room [Friday Evening]

Sometime earlier that evening, the spell that had been blocking his powers disappeared. Which meant Bridge was in a much better mood than he'd been all week. So, out in the common room. Channel surfing and munching on popcorn.
multiplez: (Z in shadows)

[personal profile] multiplez 2007-04-07 04:17 am (UTC)(link)
"Hey, you," Z said as she came into the common room and flopped down on a couch. "What's up? I got your voicemail; is something wrong with your powers?"
multiplez: (It's buttery?)

[personal profile] multiplez 2007-04-07 04:23 am (UTC)(link)
"It's buttery?" Z echoed, mimicking the fingerwiggle. "More magic stuff? Whose butt do I have to kick now? And are you sure it's gone?" she asked, sounding concerned. "Maybe we should get Kat or whoever to check you out."
multiplez: (doubtful Z)

[personal profile] multiplez 2007-04-07 04:29 am (UTC)(link)
"Well...couldn't it come back?"
multiplez: (I dunno!)

[personal profile] multiplez 2007-04-07 04:35 am (UTC)(link)
"Do you know what caused it in the first place?" Z asked him. "'Cause that would be a start."
multiplez: (Are you for real?)

[personal profile] multiplez 2007-04-07 04:42 am (UTC)(link)
"Well, we should find out for sure, right?" Z said. "This really doesn't seem like the kind of thing you should take for granted. I mean. Remember the last time our powers stopped working? We got kidnapped by Gruumm." Z thought Bridge was being a little blase about this, yes.
multiplez: (half a mad Z)

[personal profile] multiplez 2007-04-07 04:52 am (UTC)(link)
"Because I'm the only one we should be worrying about here." She sighed. "Look, it shouldn't be too hard to verify, right? If somebody unpossessed Lana, it'll be on the radio or I can ask them about it. Right?" Look at Z, using detective skills!
multiplez: (Z is a sad panda.)

[personal profile] multiplez 2007-04-07 05:01 am (UTC)(link)
"I can't believe you're so calm and accepting about someone messing with your powers. Again."
multiplez: (Z and Bridge 2)

[personal profile] multiplez 2007-04-07 05:08 am (UTC)(link)
Z was mollified. "Well. Okay then." She didn't like the idea of people messing with Bridge, but if he didn't care, what was she going to do about it? "Pass the popcorn."
multiplez: (mouth full)

[personal profile] multiplez 2007-04-07 05:15 am (UTC)(link)
Z grabbed a handful of popcorn and warned, "If you don't, I reserve the right to drag you to the clinic. Or tell Cruger on you!" She totally wouldn't tell Cruger, though. Z wasn't a sell-out.

...if you ignored the SPD uniform, Z wasn't a sell-out.
multiplez: (Let's be serious.)

[personal profile] multiplez 2007-04-07 05:33 am (UTC)(link)
"If I thought you were in danger, I would." She really wouldn't.
multiplez: (Let's be serious.)

[personal profile] multiplez 2007-04-07 05:41 am (UTC)(link)
"Really." Visions of Commander Cruger going, "Fail! Tiny card jail for you!" were not dancing in her head, either. Really.
multiplez: (Z is a sad panda.)

[personal profile] multiplez 2007-04-07 05:50 am (UTC)(link)
Probably not. "No." She didn't have a bubble thing, after all.
multiplez: (thoughtful Z)

[personal profile] multiplez 2007-04-07 06:20 am (UTC)(link)
Z went thoughtful. "No, that's true. You're just on the second floor; you could go out the window."

[personal profile] blessed_twice 2007-04-07 04:32 am (UTC)(link)
Wyatt passed through the common room. Shirtless. Wearing Anders's pants.

"Hey," he said in greeting. Nothing to see here. Moving along now.

He disappeared down the hall.
multiplez: (Is that Sky and Bridge?)

[personal profile] multiplez 2007-04-07 04:36 am (UTC)(link)
Z stared after Wyatt.

"...what."